This barely counted as good news. He could look for a chance to try contacting the White Tiger Secret Realm.
But Meng Chuan would not take risks. Since he had already locked on to the secret realm's location, if there was no chance, he would not force it. He could come again next time. It was not as if it would grow legs and run off...
After dealing with these trivial matters, Meng Chuan then neither cultivated nor went to rest. With a beckon of one hand, he fetched Moore's notebook.
Study!
There was no helping it. The day after tomorrow, on the way to the South Mining Area, he would have to discuss the so-called Mountain and Sea Realm geographical grand strategy with Dodota.
If the slightest mistake appeared, he would be finished...
Fortunately, however, Moore was not some so-called expert in the military field. He himself was only a squad leader who yearned for both strength and status to improve, and he had only recorded so many things to lick his leader's boots.
Meng Chuan memorized everything in the notebook. For the rest, if he just acted in character and adapted to circumstances, it would instead suit the persona he was playing even better.
To accompany a sovereign was like accompanying a tiger...
Meng Chuan put down the notebook, sighed softly, and rubbed his slightly tired eyes.
Now that he had infiltrated the enemy's interior, he could understand all the more how difficult it had been for Blue Star's ancients to serve emperors...
After regulating his breathing for a while, Meng Chuan remembered there was still one thing left. His gaze immediately sank into his Inner World.
His field of vision fell, then rose high. The starry sky glittered brightly, and the burning mark in the shape of