Rachel said respectfully: "Mr. Ambassador, will he be the one to contact me from now on?"
Aslan nodded and left in a hurry.
Rachel looked at Aslan who was coming and going in a hurry, with a puzzled look on her face.
Opening the backpack, in addition to hundreds of potions, there was also a brand new potion connection point. She checked the potions and found that they were just ordinary evolution potions and fighting potions.
There was nothing wrong on the surface. Rachel would never think so, otherwise Mr. Ambassador would not have sent it specially and prepared a special channel for the medicine. This was to give her a chance to make a contribution.
After coming out of the logistics center, she walked on the road in a daze. The clean roads, neat street lights, and heavy traffic made her feel like she had traveled back to Blue Star.
The prosperity of Merlo City was something she had never seen before.
Its prosperity is not much worse than the capital of Gonsa Kingdom. What's more important is that from time to time, neat magic soldiers and mentor-level experts fly over the sky.
Seeing Rachel trembling with fear, she suddenly understood why the Council of Elders gave up attacking the Xinuo Continent.
The Merox Empire alone is so terrifying, let alone the established powers such as the Magic City and the Eastern God Sect.
It is estimated that the Senate wants to play the same trick as it did five hundred years ago.
Suddenly Rachel raised her head suddenly. What did she suddenly understand?
These potions are most likely the same trick used by the Council of Elders back then, but they were targeted at Blue Star professionals.
But Rachel didn't care. She had betrayed the Gonza Kingdom. Especially recently, Fox had repeatedly revealed his dissatisfaction with the Senate. Humans should be the masters of the country, rather than being enslaved by aliens to become neither humans nor ghosts.
The monster is proud of.
Early the next morning, Rachel walked out of Weimar Province's only airport. Looking at the sparse crowds and various carriages outside the airport, she couldn't laugh or cry.
The founding of the Merox Empire was still too short, and its vast territory left many places relatively backward.
According to the agreed location given by the intelligence department, the Flying Pigeon Hotel, just as she arrived at the hotel, Rachel noticed that many people were staring at the hotel. She did not enter the hotel rashly, but walked through the hotel in a swaggering way and walked around the corner of the hotel.
There, she saw a hidden pattern. She stretched out her hand to block the sun, took out a pair of sunglasses and put them on.
The sunglasses have a special coating that allows you to see most fonts written with special liquids.
Sure enough, a small logo appeared on the wall.
Rachel followed the sign and soon came to a hidden bridge, where she happened to see an old beggar.
The old beggar made a hidden gesture to Rachel, and Rachel immediately knelt down and took out a one-dollar Merlot coin and gave it to him.
"Do you know how to get around?" Rachel asked.
The old beggar pointed in one direction and said, "Go straight for a hundred meters and you'll be there."
Following the old beggar's guidance, Rachel soon came to a drafty wooden house in the slums. Inside, there were three people covered in blood, and a middle-aged man with brown hair was smoking a cigarette in deep sorrow.
After checking the code with Rachel, he nodded slightly and opened a cabinet, which contained two large suitcases.
"Everything is here. More than half of our people have been destroyed. The rest is all up to you." The middle-aged man said.
Rachel looked at the potions in the two large travel bags, and the corners of her mouth twitched. Carrying such a big thing on her back would be a problem if no one noticed her.
"Is the mirror-breaking potion still there?" Rachel asked.
The middle-aged man nodded and pulled out the innermost secret box in the suitcase, revealing a purple potion protected by layers and surrounded by a metal shell.
Rachel couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and put the realm-breaking potion close to her body.
"Take out the most valuable potion and leave it to you to deal with it yourself."
A glint flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, and he took out some of the most expensive potions, which were all potions that could be used by S-level professionals.
Rachel took the high-end medicine away and stayed in the slums for a while before receiving a message from Mr. Ambassador about the contact person, and the soul communicator rang.
"Left there?"
"Leave!" Rachel said.
"Very good, wait for me at the Old Black Tavern. I'll come over after I get rid of my mess."
After saying that, the soul communicator returned to silent state.
Rachel glanced around in fear, and soon she noticed a large number of armed troops pouring into the street where she had just arrived, and two men in black stopped directly in front of Rachel.
"Where are you coming from? Where are you going? What is that backpack on your back?"
Rachel's breathing quickened subconsciously, and she forced herself to calm down and said: "I took the magic train from Merlo City to come here, planning to purchase some local products to sell back. These are all the goods I just purchased. Because money is tight, I'm going to
Go across the slums to Beicheng District."
The man in black nodded. When Rachel was talking, her movements were not slow. She had already hugged the travel bag to her chest and unzipped it.
If the man in black takes a closer look, he will definitely find the shiny glassware inside.
The man in black seemed to have received an urgent order and said politely: "Madam, this place is no better than Mero City. Please do not enter the slums at will when you are alone in the future to avoid unnecessary dangers."
Rachel looked at the man in black who had turned around and left, holding up the travel bag in his hand and shouted: "Why don't you check it?"
The man in black waved his hand, signaling Rachel to leave quickly.
Rachel zipped up the travel bag, threw it on her back naturally, and strode away, but her entire back was already wet.
In the Old Black Tavern, Rachel had already drank four cups of low-quality malt liquor and was getting a little impatient. The water mixed with these malt liquors had an alcohol content of only four to five degrees. It was very difficult to get her drunk.
When she ordered her fifth glass of malt liquor, a tall figure appeared outside the door of the tavern. He was wearing a dark gray knight's armor, his blond hair was tied up in a ponytail, and he had a delicate face and blue eyes.
There was a strong hormonal smell exuding all the time, which made Rachel whistle subconsciously.
The blond knight frowned dissatisfied when he saw Rachel whistling, but walked towards Rachel without any hesitation, which surprised Rachel slightly.
"Rachel?"
Rachel suddenly came to her senses. She changed her frivolous attitude and asked respectfully: "Did Mr. Ambassador ask you to come?"
"Well, my name is Lancelot, the head of the Seventh Military Intelligence Bureau of the Empire's Dark Department." Lancelot snapped his fingers, and the bartender immediately brought a glass of bright red liquid.
It was fine red wine. As Lancelot shook the red wine glass, Rachel was very surprised by the faint aroma of the wine.
Such a dilapidated tavern actually has such good wine.