What was the deal with this bizarre sense of familiarity?
White Fox stared blankly at the other party, forgetting to respond for a moment.
"Hm?"
Seeing that the other party had spaced out, Alice frowned slightly. "May I ask if there's a problem? Does this newly opened shop not support the buying and selling of intelligence, or what?"
"No, no." White Fox hurriedly shook her head. "Sorry, customer. I was distracted just now. May I ask what kind of intelligence you intend to sell?"
"Naturally, intelligence on the popular candidates." Alice smiled. "Could it be that you accept other types of intelligence here as well?"
"Indeed, you're right." White Fox smiled and readily agreed.
In fact, they accepted other types of intelligence besides information on popular candidates. For example, Academy Mission Intel included which High Combat Power experts those High-Level Families would send to provide escorts, where the missions would take place, and which specific students were carrying out what missions. All of that could be bought and sold. It was just that this kind of intelligence was worth less, and it had to be sold before anyone else got it. Once it was too late, it would be worthless.
"It's mainly intelligence about some students in Class A of the Martial Arts Department at Bronze Academy." Alice smiled. "I wonder if that would be worth anything here?"
"Class A of the Martial Arts Department?" White Fox narrowed her eyes and smiled. "Do you have any special channels to specific people? Our company already has four informants in Class A. If you don't have special channels to certain individuals, the intelligence you've gathered may overlap with theirs."
There were dozens of popular candidates in Class A of Bronze Academy's Martial Arts Department. After all, the Bronze Race's primary specialties were