Interrogating the Administrator "What is this..."
When Alisa saw Lan Qingyou return, with an old man drooping beside Broom, she was somewhat puzzled.
"A Transmigrator from a hundred years ago. His head should hold quite a bit of intelligence about the present."
Lan Qingyou shrugged indifferently.
She did not even glance at the drooping old man.
Intelligence...
Once she heard it was for that, Alisa asked no further.
After all, this was the other party's field.
Since it was intelligence—and intelligence from a hundred years ago at that—
and she had gone out of her way to drag the man before her, that meant the other party had no intention of hiding anything.
"Then shall we find a place to have a proper 'chat'?"
Since they were gathering intelligence, doing it in midair definitely would not do.
So Alisa reached downward and made a "please" gesture.
"Sure."
Lan Qingyou nodded.
Then she snapped her fingers, and after banning all the magic of The Order members below who were still putting up a desperate last stand, she descended together with Alisa to a mansion.
The mansion was not large, but it was not small either.
It had everything it should have, gardens, swimming pools, and the like.
Who it had belonged to before was unclear.
But now it was Alisa's.
After landing, Lan Qingyou directly threw the old man onto the ground.
"What do you plan to do next, or should I have my people handle it?"
Alisa looked at the unconscious old man on the ground and, rarely, teased her.
She was very clear on one thing.
Compared to the information she had previously obtained from that squad, this old man definitely knew far more.
Never mind things like "a Transmigrator from a hundred years ago," and never mind things