News of Chen Yi spread, and all the players turned their attention toward him.
That was the advantage of purchasing an identity.
While the other players had made little progress, Chen Yi had already confirmed quite a bit of information.
He requisitioned a tent in the camp as a temporary base.
Inside the tent, Jura watched Chen Yi calmly take out a Magic Book and flip through it. Unable to hold back any longer, she asked, "Mr. Luowen, what should we do next?"
As an adventurer, her sense of justice far surpassed Chen Yi's.
Though she was not from the Heavenly Realm, she could not bear to watch it fall into crisis.
"Wait." "Wait?"
Chen Yi turned another page. Considering that this swordswoman was likely here to keep an eye on him, he patiently came up with an explanation.
"My job was to investigate the cause of the power outage in the industrial district. Now that I've found the cause, my work is over. Everything after this is free time."
"I don't know much about Antuen. I only know that it is an Apostle."
"As for the rest, I'll need time to look through the relevant books."
Chen Yi was not exactly deceiving Jura. The mages' records did indeed contain information about Apostles.
Even some people of the Heavenly Realm knew of one Apostle.
It was the Ninth Apostle—Bakal, who had ruled the Heavenly Realm for centuries.
The identity Chen Yi had obtained belonged to an arrogant man who had attempted to call himself an Apostle.
Clearly, Chen Yi's explanation convinced Jura.
She nodded thoughtfully. So he was searching through books for a weakness. I see.
Jura knew very well that against something as enormous as Antuen, even the swordsmanship she took pride in would be difficult to put to