Chapter 1320: Chapter 405: Horror Insect Cave·Seeking Ominous Matron Maggot Margit Chapter 1320: Chapter 405: Horror Insect Cave·Seeking Ominous Matron Maggot Margit Having infiltrated many tis, Leonard Churchill was now very familiar with the various situations on the Southern Continent.
Having once played the role of an information rchant, he was also clearer than the average person on how to obtain precise and valuable information from various channels.
Upon learning that the “Ruins of Saint Crown City” produced a large number of chanical relics, Leonard Churchill specifically inquired about related intelligence.
As for the current situation, more than eighty percent of the Alternate Dinsions nearby were related to machinery.
However, having reached the Sixth Tier, his options were rather limited.
Leonard Churchill’s targets were not only the relics but also the chanical materials that were transported out.
In the blink of an eye, several days passed.
Leonard Churchill had basically gathered all the necessary information.
The “Rainbow Consortium” with an official background took charge of purchasing the chanical equipnt from the ruins, lting them down into tal raw materials, and shipping them back to the Southern Continent.
The quantity was vast, usually requiring large transportation teams to transfer.
When Leonard Churchill learned of this, a bold idea erged.
…
After assessing the risks, Leonard Churchill decisively notified Catherine Carter’s side of the key intelligence that could yield a large amount of rare tals.
Compared to a massive number of Hunters risking their lives searching for materials in the ruins, intercepting a transportation team was much quicker.
With sufficient information for deduction, the risk was also basically controllable.
To minimize the risk of the heist, Leonard Churchill also deliberately inquired about the Ariel Empire’s stance toward the “East Wilderness” and the “Alliance Army.”
He ultimately concluded it was feasible.
The war in the East Wilderness seed fierce, but that was all it was, limited to the East Wilderness.
For the people of the Southern Continent, this war of annihilation hardly caused any ripples.
A remote little kingdom without even a Seventh-Order Card Master wasn’t truly a concern to anyone, nor did anyone expect the outco of the war to be a surprise.
Moreover, from the beginning to the end, it was the “private property” of the Red Dragon Kingdom, which was the first to discover the East Wilderness.
It was more like discovering a gold mine, with the Red Dragon Royal Family almost monopolizing all developnt rights in the East Wilderness.
Although the Black Dragon and Silver Dragon Kingdoms were also interested in the East Wilderness, their focus was on developing the Old Continent.
In comparison, although the risks of hunting in the wastelands were high, the harvest was not necessarily less than the conquest of the barren East Wilderness.
Moreover, the Holy Church had issued a “ti-limited developnt order” for the relics.
This also forced the three royal families to speed up the reclamation.
After hearing this related news, Leonard Churchill beca even more certain of the nearly one hundred percent success rate of intercepting the transportation team.
After all, the current “Alliance Army” was considered a third-rate rebel organization by the officials of the Ariel Empire.
Even a small detachnt of the Rebel Dragon Army couldn’t compare, and it wasn’t worth taking notice of.
Not to ntion the trouble of using bait for a calculated trap.
…
Another ten days flashed by.
The scale of the Hunting Wasteland Camp in Saint Crown City was growing larger and larger.
The pubs where the rcenaries entertained themselves were also becoming more lively.
It was in the middle of the afternoon.
The pub was already filled with drinkers, bustling with noise.
Most of those who could afford to entertain themselves in the pub at this ti were the lucky few who had just co out of the ruins alive and made a fortune.
These rcenaries were not stingy with drinking expensive wine, bragging about their adventurous experiences.
“Oy, you guys have no idea, I heard that the vanguard units have already discovered fragnts of the ‘Ruins of Saint Crown City’ deep within the Void Rift. They are accelerating developnt…”
“I just ca back from Area C4. Heh heh, our Fla Gryphon Group launched ‘The First Siege’ three tis, and from that Alternate Dinsion, we got three special cards, dozens of artifacts of Golden Quality or higher… I was just lucky, casually tagging along with the group, and I also got a few hundred thousand gold! Hahahaha… Not only do I have enough for my whole life, but my eight children also have whatever they need for their beginner-tier advancents…”
“My God, how is that possible? What’s the death rate?”
“It’s high! Otherwise, why do you think the price of slaves has skyrocketed recently? It’s because a large number of high-risk Alternate Dinsions appeared in Area C4. Just our group to probe that dinsion spent two hundred elite slaves, only then finding a thod with a high survival rate…”
“Yeah, after C3, it’s the core area of the ruins. Although the risk is high, the output is indeed astonishing. Let tell you so truly life-saving intelligence… Most of the creatures in those Alternate Dinsions are insects, and the majority of them aren’t high-tier and are very fragile, but there are a lot of them. Close Combat Card Masters are at a disadvantage, you need Magic Types that can kill swarms of insects over a large area, those who can co out alive will definitely have a high point evaluation…”
“…”
At the tables, the drinkers were blowing their own trumpets.
At this mont, a small-mustached information rchant called out to the bartender: “Serve the best wine! It’s on !”
The small-moustached man was none other than Leonard Churchill, disguised as an information rchant.
In these past ten-plus days, he hadn’t been in a hurry to explore the ruins, but rather gathered intelligence everywhere he went.
The rcenaries who ca out of the ruins alive had information that was even more precise and useful than the Hunter’s Association.
Before long, Leonard Churchill finished his daily routine at the pub and stepped out onto the street.
After a short walk, an encrypted ssage ca through his communicator: “Successfully handled.”
This communicator was only contactable by one person, and that was Catherine Carter.
Seeing and hearing this ssage, Leonard Churchill also showed a hint of relief on his face and murmured to himself: “Interception successful? Looks like I need to skedaddle…”
What he had been waiting for these many days, aside from gathering information, was those rare tals.
The day before, Leonard Churchill had secured a top-secret ssage through his ans and channels that the Rainbow Consortium was about to transport away nearly half a month’s worth of stored rare tals.
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