Weapons like the Plasma Cannon would count as a great achievement if handed over to the organization, and the subsequent rewards would make the two of them grin from ear to ear.
Of course, that was assuming they could bring it back to the organization. For now, Mu Qi and Zhang Zhao still had something very important to do. They did not want to leave Rong City just like this.
"Still no one answering?" Zhang Zhao asked, a trace of anxiety showing in his eyes.
Mu Qi nodded. "Mm."
"What on earth is he busy with?" Zhang Zhao's brows were nearly twisted into a knot.
"I don't know either. Most of the time, he's the one who calls me to make contact." Mu Qi answered helplessly.
They called their contact, but no one picked up. This left the two of them speechless.
After making more than a dozen calls, Mu Qi finally gave up. He said to his companion, "He might be in a meeting. I'll call him again after a while."
Zhang Zhao nodded. "That's all we can do."
"Gurgle..."
In the quiet, abandoned factory, the growl of a stomach rang out clearly, jarringly loud in the silent space.
Zhang Zhao patted his stomach and said, "We've been running around for so long. I'm getting a little hungry."
Mu Qi said, "Go out and find somewhere to eat. Get some food packed and bring it back."
Zhang Zhao stood up. "Then I'll go get something to eat. Be careful."
"You're the one who needs to be careful," Mu Qi said. "Once you reach a crowded place, be sure to stay alert and don't expose your identity."
Zhang Zhao smiled. "It's dark outside now. I won't be discovered that easily."
With that, he left the abandoned factory and entered the