Chapter 919： 919: Connector

Rachel said respectfully, "Mr. Ambassador, will he be the one to connect with me in the future?"

Aslan nodded and left in a hurry.

Rachel looked at Aslan who came and went in a hurry, with a puzzled look on her face.

When she opened the backpack, in addition to hundreds of potions, there was also a brand new potion joint. She checked the potions, and they were all ordinary evolution potions and fighting energy potions.

There is no problem on the surface, Rachel would never think so, or else it would not have been specially sent by the ambassador, and a channel of medicine was specially prepared for her, which was to give her the opportunity to make contributions.

When she came out of the logistics center, she was walking on the highway in a daze. The clean road, neat street lights, and the traffic flow made her feel like she was traveling back to Bluestar.

The prosperity of Merlo City was something she had never seen before.

Its prosperity is not much worse than that of the capital of Gonzalo, and what is more critical is that the sky has neat magic soldiers and mentor-level powers flying by from time to time.

Seeing Rachel trembling with fear, she suddenly understood why the Council of Elders gave up attacking the Sino Continent.

The Merlox Empire alone is so terrifying, let alone the old powerhouses such as the Magic City and the Eastern God Cult.

It is estimated that the Council of Elders wants to play the set of five hundred years ago.

Suddenly Rachel raised her head suddenly, what did she suddenly understand?

These potions are very likely to be the same routine that the Council of Elders played back then, but it was aimed at Blue Star professionals.

But Rachel doesn't care. She has already betrayed Gonzalo. Especially recently, Fox has repeatedly revealed his dissatisfaction with the Council of Elders. Human beings should be the masters of human beings, rather than being enslaved by aliens, in order to become neither human nor ghost. The monster is proud of.

Early the next morning, Rachel walked out of the only airport in Weimar province, looking at the sparse crowd and all kinds of carriages outside the airport, making her dumbfounded.

The founding of the Merlox Empire was still too short, and the vast territory left many places relatively backward.

The location of the Flying Pigeon Hotel was as agreed upon by the Intelligence Department. Just when she arrived at the hotel, Rachel noticed that many people were staring at the hotel. She did not enter the hotel rashly. At the place, she saw a hidden pattern, she stretched out to block the sun, took out a pair of sunglasses and put it on.

The sunglasses have a special coating that allows you to see fonts written in most special liquids.

Sure enough, a small sign appeared on the wall.

Rachel walked all the way looking for the sign, and soon came to a hidden bridge hole, just happened to see an old beggar.

The old beggar made a hidden gesture to Rachel, and Rachel immediately squatted down and gave him a one-dollar Merlot coin.

"Do you know how the circuit goes?" Rachel asked.

The old beggar pointed in one direction and said, "Go straight for 100 meters and turn around."

Following the old beggar's guidance, Rachel soon came to a leaky wooden house in the slum. Inside were three people covered in blood, and a middle-aged man with brown hair was smoking a cigarette.

After checking the code with Rachel, she nodded slightly and opened a cabinet with two large suitcases inside.

"Everything is here, our people are more than half damaged, and the rest is 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 out, it would be a problem not to be stared at.

"Is the broken mirror potion still there?" Rachel asked.

The middle-aged man nodded and pulled out the innermost shadow in the suitcase, revealing a layer of protective purple potion, surrounded by a metal casing.

Rachel couldn't help but sighed in relief, and put the breaking potion close to her body.

"Take out the most valuable medicine, and you are left to deal with it yourself."

A glint of light flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, and he took out the most expensive potions, all of which could be used by S-rank professionals.

Rachel took the high-level potion away and stayed in the slum for a while, when she received a message from Mr. Ambassador to the contact person, and the soul communicator rang.

"Have you left there?"

"Leave!" Rachel said.

"Very good, wait for me at the old dark tavern, I'll come over after disposing of the tail."

After speaking, the soul communicator returned to a silent state.

Rachel glanced around in horror, and soon she noticed that a large number of armed forces were pouring into the street where she had just arrived, and two men in black stopped directly in front of Rachel.

"Where did you come from? Where are you going? What's the backpack behind you?"

Rachel's breathing subconsciously became rapid, and she forced herself to calmly said: "I came here by magic energy train from Merlo City, and I am going to buy some souvenirs and go back to sell them. These are all the goods I just purchased. Because I am short of money, I am going to Cross the slums to the North City."

The man in black nodded. When Rachel was speaking, her movements were not slow. She had already held the travel bag to her chest and had already opened the zipper.

If the man in black takes a closer look, he will surely find the shiny glassware inside.

The man in black seemed to have received an emergency order, and said politely, "Ma'am, this place is no better than Merlo City. When you are alone in the future, please don't enter the slum area at will, so as not to encounter unnecessary danger."

Rachel looked at the man in black who had already turned away, raised the travel bag in her hand and shouted, "Aren't you going to check?"

The man in black waved his hand, motioning for Rachel to leave quickly.

Rachel zipped up the travel bag, slammed it onto her back, and strode away, but her entire back was wet.

In the old black tavern, Rachel had already drank four glasses of inferior malt liquor, and she was getting impatient waiting. The alcohol content of these malt liquors was only four or five degrees. It was very difficult for her to get drunk.

When she ordered the fifth cup of ale, a tall and straight figure appeared outside the door of the tavern. The other party was wearing a dark gray knight's armor, with his golden hair **** and a ponytail, a delicate face and blue eyes. There was a strong hormonal smell all the time, which made Rachel subconsciously whistle.

The blond knight frowned in dissatisfaction when he saw Rachel whistling, but walked towards Rachel without any hesitation, which made Rachel a little surprised.

"Rachel?"

Rachel suddenly woke up, changed her frivolity just now, and asked respectfully, "Mr. Ambassador asked you to come?"

"Well, my name is Lancelot, the head of the Second Military Intelligence Bureau of the Empire's Dark Ministry." Lancelot snapped his fingers, and the bartender immediately served a glass of bright red liquid.

It was a fine red wine, and as Lancelot shook the wine glass, Rachel was surprised by the faint aroma.

Such a dilapidated tavern still has such good wine.