"No!"
"I've thought of a great idea!"
Sun Wen's eyes suddenly lit up. He sat bolt upright and looked at everyone excitedly.
Everyone looked blankly at Sun Wen.
"Look!"
"Ink Academy recently posted a new mission!"
"Spread out across the Human Race's territory, assess outstanding young talents, and compile data analyses, personnel profiles, and lists."
"Then select the best among them and issue invitations to the assessment!"
"After all, assessment scores aren't what Ink Academy values most."
Sun Wen took out his phone, opened Ink Academy's mission list, and kept scrolling until he finally found an entry and spoke.
Zhao Zicheng nodded slightly.
"I know that mission."
"But it's only worth three credits. It's not worth much, and you have to travel long distances. A thankless job."
"No one's taking it."
Clearly, driven mad by poverty, they had already gone through Ink Academy's mission list countless times.
They were just waiting for some good new missions to appear.
The one Sun Wen mentioned was clearly an option they had rejected.
"You don't know shit!"
"This mission requires at least a month away!"
"During the mission, we can pay for meals with money. We don't need credits."
"So first of all, that solves our food problem."
"Second, we can all take this mission and spread out across the Human Race's cities, covering a huge area. With my Gold Ingot Group's intelligence network, we can find plenty of wanted criminals..."
"If we're lucky, we might even uncover some Evil Cult hideouts."
"In every city, we can work with the local Dark Pavilion and handle some of their difficult missions."
"Add it all up, and after making the rounds..."
"It'll be worth far more than just three credits."
"The rewards will be huge!"
As Sun Wen kept explaining the importance of this mission,