Chapter 1714: The Thousand-Faced Person
At the sight of Li Bai, Zhao Aiguo, the tavern manager holding down the fort behind the bar, hurried to report.
"BOSS, Liu Fumei has been sent off."
This was a task personally assigned by the owner, Li Bai, and his wife, Elisa, had been responsible for escorting her.
Against the "Apostles" high-level warriors, whose individual combat prowess was off the charts, a mere weak woman couldn't make any waves. She'd been tossed onto a passenger plane like a helpless chick, without the slightest ability to resist. The whole thing had been a piece of cake, and naturally everything had gone smoothly.
Elisa had only left the airport after watching the international flight take off without incident.
"Oh, nothing's wrong. I'm here to eat, and to post a mission while I'm at it!"
Li Bai naturally had to take care of the job his girlfriend had given him.
Somalia wasn't far from Pakistan as the crow flew, and well-connected people had plenty of ways to get information.
"All right, BOSS. I'll register it right away."
Zhao Aiguo dropped what he was doing and went to the computer used for posting missions. He verified his fingerprint, entered his password, and logged into the mission management system.
It was an application running on an independent operating system platform, completely disconnected from the outside world. Even hackers would be at a loss; and even if they somehow managed to establish a physical connection, they'd find that the network rules and system interface rules were completely useless. This was nothing like any common system ecosystem.
That was how the people in the tavern who handled mission communications and related intelligence analysis came to be. They didn't earn much on any single job, but there were plenty of jobs to