Gao Rui, the Black Eagle, was in his early fifties.
He watched the firelight in the student camp below and drained the red wine in his glass.
The wine had come from Guifa City. Before that city became a Forbidden Land, Gao Rui had lived there for most of his life.
He knew the city extremely well.
Otherwise,
it would have been difficult for him to use his familiarity with the area to
quickly gather the first—and most crucial—batch of supplies before this base had even begun to take shape, thereby laying the foundation for Black Eagle Company.
Gao Rui looked into the depths of the dark night.
He looked toward the tallest building in Guifa City.
That was Sky City.
The city's landmark building.
"One day, I'll sit up there and drink."
Gao Rui habitually set goals for himself.
He believed that people needed goals and had to know what they wanted.
Only then could they avoid wasting time and letting their years slip away.
He always felt that he lived more clearly than other people.
Just like recently.
He had taken on a major job.
Everyone thought he had gone mad.
Only he himself knew what he wanted.
Gao Rui drained the wine in his glass and walked to the desk.
Besides him,
there were two others in the office.
One was as fat as a mountain of flesh. His bald head was covered in densely packed sutras.
The other had a donkey's face and an ugly appearance. His gaze was vicious, and he was chewing on something no one could identify.
These were Gao Rui's most capable assistants.
The two most effective operations supervisors under his command.
The former's name was unknown. Everyone who knew him called him Monk.
That was because he liked preaching to people,