Three days later.
In a subtropical jungle.
The trees were tall and deep-rooted, their branches and leaves thick. Swamps dotted the ground, while mosquitoes and venomous snakes darted through the undergrowth.
Without massive destruction to the terrain, even the strongest corporate forces could do nothing against it.
A twelve-person squad carried the items for the deal as they made their way through the jungle.
They moved with agility, their bodies fully encased in protective gear that did not hinder them in the slightest.
After walking for half a day, the squad's Captain took out a map and had someone retrieve equipment from the Game Backpack to confirm their coordinates.
"The location's correct. Bury the goods fifteen meters underground. The guards will withdraw in half a day. Don't leave anyone behind to keep watch."
The others immediately got to work.
Digging down fifteen meters was no easy task.
But they brought all kinds of construction equipment and drilled a hole fifteen meters deep and wide enough for a person's waist in just half a day.
Then they tied a rope around a box and lowered it straight down.
Only after that did they restore the ground, doing their best to replace the damaged plants and sprinkling deodorizer over the area.
They then took up positions nearby to keep watch.
Meanwhile.
Dozens of drones constantly patrolled and surveyed the jungle from fifty meters above the treetops.
In the operation channel, the squad members remained silent, enduring the heat beneath their full-body gear.
But the command channel was bustling.
"What kind of person do you think could have gotten so many Skill Books?"
"Maybe a Rogue Player from the same island. They might've taken them from the village warehouse."
"Hmph. Typical short-sightedness. They only think of themselves, not the bigger picture. With so