Yan Fushou paused at Lu Xiu's two requests.
But after a moment's thought, he understood.
Come to think of it, the girl before him truly needed nothing else. What she really wanted was probably beyond the Coordination Bureau's power to give.
From what he had seen lately, Lu Xiu cared little for material things and had no desire for power or status above the system—though, in a sense, she already stood outside it.
In fact,
the bureau's director and members of the National Committee for Anomalous Space Response and Survival had watched the entire group battle broadcast together.
Yet afterward, they had issued no special instructions concerning Lu Xiu.
That alone was a signal.
The Coordination Bureau was a behemoth. It registered civilian dungeons, distributed Architect funding, stockpiled strategic items, and was deeply integrated with the military, turning dungeon resources directly into frontline combat power. It also managed the entire Strategy Group—the elite player community. Even so, its internal checks and layers of oversight were intricate.
Its vast administrative structure had never gone away.
As the person directly responsible for the top players, Yan Fushou knew that all too well.
He could let Strategy Group members do as they pleased and grow freely. But if he dared ask one of them to kill someone for a personal grudge, the Disciplinary Inspection Office would probably kick down his door the next day.
Yet no one had proposed any plan to recruit or control Lu Xiu.
That said plenty.
Of course, the director and committee members might simply have reached a consensus: leaving Lu Xiu alone and letting her remain free was the best way to deal with her.
Either way,
it was extraordinary.
Yan Fushou shook off those wandering thoughts.
"The site won't be a problem."
He looked at Lu Xiu.