"Hmm, got it sorted."
Fang Cheng stood up and stretched his stiff neck, which cracked loudly.
From the outside, it seemed like he had just been sitting in the living room for half an hour.
But in reality, his consciousness had just wandered, entering that dark world known as "Night City."
A space independent of reality, a black market where mutants trade in an underworld exchange.
Whether it's intelligence, bounty tasks, or forbidden items that can't see the light of day, as long as you're willing to pay, nothing is unattainable.
Just now, he expertly made his way to the intermediary organization "Naihe Bridge" and contacted the seemingly simple-minded client manager, Fatty Wang.
Information on the Bloodthorn mercenary group's members, strength assessments, and the group's recent activities were all now clearly etched in his mind.
However, the price really did set his heart aching.
