Tur Information

Whenever outsiders infiltrated an important position, it was a disaster.

Tuer Kelanduo did not regard Ren Anran as an outsider, but Ren Anran did not consider herself one of the Tur People.

After serving as the sacrificial saintess for dozens of days, Ren Anran had exercised every privilege the position afforded her.

That included access to classified information.

The communications technology codenamed 44687 came from one of the documents the sacrificial saintess was permitted to access.

"You know, when you're in a position like that and can see the relevant technological documents, it's really hard to resist, so I made a tiny copy."

After they had discussed the matter, Zhang Xuezhou was also invited to talk it over with Ren Yisheng.

That brought up what Ren Anran had gained in Tuer District.

Seeing the faint surprise in Zhang Xuezhou's eyes, Ren Anran could only respond sheepishly.

"Half my genes came from Kelanduo, so I have a little of the Tur People's nature in me," Ren Anran explained.

"Kalanduo took plenty of photos openly and brazenly at my place. Taking some of their information counts as returning the favor!" Zhang Xuezhou said with a smile.

"You really know how to comfort someone!"

Ren Anran breathed a sigh of relief. She was glad Zhang Xuezhou did not consider what she had done petty theft.

If Ren Yisheng had not brought it up, she really would not have wanted to reveal any of it.

There was no special reason for that. Such a thing was not honorable, after all, and some hidebound people were especially prejudiced against it.

If Zhang Xuezhou had been unreasonable about it, Ren Anran felt that her already average image in his eyes would probably have been painted black.

Fortunately for her, Zhang Xuezhou did not mind. Instead, he