Poverty makes me capable of anything.

Especially in places like the Star Hunter Guild, you can always see some bold and unrestrained female hunters. These bold and unrestrained female hunters are broad-minded, have a wide vision, a magnificent and unrestrained spirit, and a heart as vast as the sea. They often sing praises of perilous peaks to express their aspirations. They do not hide their ambitions and have a great sense of grandeur, as if the most beautiful scenery is found on the most dangerous peaks.

This single example alone makes those demure women outside far inferior.

Why conceal noble sentiments and fervent emotions with euphemistic words?

In this fast-paced era, where the rhythm can be numbing, why can't we speak our minds freely?

Keep it simple, keep the way you do things simple!

Please omit the imagery of concealment!

"boom!"

"Damn it, why the hell did you knock on me? Can't you see I'm appreciating poetry?" the bold and unrestrained poet roared.

"This isn't a mission related to insects; it's about finding two people! The rewards for this mission are exceptionally generous."

"..."

"Alright, stop dawdling." His companion nudged him. "Get up and get to work. If you don't work soon, you'll starve. Let's see how you'll appreciate poetry then. And don't you dare ask me for money, you already owe me over two thousand yuan."

"..."

"Damn it, I've never seen you remember anything this clearly."

"I'm already being nice by not bothering you with chasing after the money every day, haha."

"Okay, okay, let's get to work."

The bold and unrestrained poet stood up.

The word "work" is absolutely right.

He is a member of the [Circular Era Guild], but more accurately, an employee.

The [Ring Era Guild] is building a massive intelligence platform.

We collect and organize various information from different channels to serve the guild, and we can also sell intelligence.

There are many ways to make money in Night of the Stars. In the early stages of the game, you can make money by leading others and buying and selling equipment and items. After a while, you can also make money by farming. However, there are not many ways to make money by gathering intelligence.

The [Circular Era Guild] is ambitious, and with its original members, it now employs more than four thousand people.

"There are even photos and locations where it was seen."

"Even if we had it, it wouldn't be of any use. Kleber is so big, where would we even begin to search? Let's find an easier mission instead."

"Then what kind of mission do you want?"

"Let's investigate the Zerg intelligence. This information is more common, and submitting it will earn us some points. Of course, we can also take on that mission while we're at it, even if we don't complete it."

"Okay, let's do it your way."

"Shall we go then... hmm?"

The bold and unrestrained poet looked at the two graceful and restrained poets passing by.

"Ok?"

"that……"

"Just now……"

"Is this not a hallucination?"

"I assure you, it's not a hallucination."

"That……"

"To go or not to go?"

"Don't panic, let me use my reconnaissance skill to take a look."

"Look, look, what level are we at?"

"3, 3, level 35 and level 31."

The bold and unrestrained poet looked at his own level again: one was level 27 and the other was level 28, and this was achieved by the guild leading the team to run dungeons.

His rank isn't low, but his actual combat skill...

The family knows their own affairs.

Unless you can overpower someone with superior stats, you'll definitely get beaten up by someone who's a higher level.

"Don't panic!" The bold and unrestrained poet waved his hand, beginning to demonstrate his professional skills, "Come out, my scout bug!"

Shouting out cringeworthy lines, he waved his hand, and three tiny mechanical insects equipped with cameras suddenly appeared in the air.

"Walk."

The image from the camera popped up on the wristband of the unrestrained poet, and he set off on his journey with his companions.

After wandering through the streets and alleys, we arrived at a uniquely shaped building, which resembled a crystal glass.

"Isn't this an entertainment venue?"

"I heard that they offer premium services inside, but players don't have permission to go in."

"What kind of premium service?"

"What do you think? The kind that costs 5000 pence?"

"Five thousand, hiss—"

"Boom!"

The crystal glass was suddenly struck hard, and a cannonball punched a hole in one side.

The bold and unrestrained poet was momentarily speechless with shock.

How dare someone in the bustling city center fire a cannon at this crystal glass?

Are you kidding me?!

"It was those two who did it."

Suddenly, his companion nudged the unrestrained poet and pointed at the swaying screen, saying...

The bold and unrestrained poets immediately looked over, and sure enough, the center of the picture was the two delicate and restrained poets they had been following, the taller one of whom was carrying a cannon barrel.

"..."

My goodness, no wonder she's the one investigating in this emergency mission. She looks very gentle, but when she gets going, she's like a beast.

However, in that moment of stunned silence...

The scene suddenly changed drastically.

"Beast Girl" smiled at the screen, then pulled out her gun and fired a few shots, taking down all of his scout bugs. At the same time, the screen on her bracelet went black.

"We've been discovered."

The bold and unrestrained poet's face froze.

This is not good news. Being discovered while following someone is never a good thing, but the worst part is that I witnessed them doing something bad. I'm sure I'll be silenced.

"What are you afraid of? We're players, not players. Do you think players are afraid of being silenced by a mere NPC? Ha!"

His companion's reminder immediately roused the bold and unrestrained poet.

That's right, I'm a gamer!

A player who's fearless in the face of death to uncover the truth!

Report it immediately after it's been suspended!

Rush!

From a distance, they could see a figure running towards them. Due to the shelling that had just occurred, the area around the crystal glass was in chaos.

The mission is almost complete.

The bold and unrestrained poet and his companion exchanged a smile.

I never expected the task to be completed so easily!

A breeze blows by, carrying a faint, pleasant fragrance.

That's fast.

The bold and unrestrained poet's pupils contracted slightly. In the instant he rushed over, he hadn't even seen what the other side looked like. He only saw a blue-purple phantom approaching, and the next moment, the phantom materialized.

"I need to borrow something from you!" the girl said, with a mysterious smile on her face.

Borrowing someone's head for a fee?

It's unbelievable that people in the interstellar era still speak with a martial arts accent.

"If you're going to do it, then hurry up and do it!"

The bold and unrestrained poets were fearless in the face of death.

Okay, actually that's not wrong, returning to the respawn point.

"Goodbye."

An Ran smiled, and suddenly a shoulder-mounted cannon appeared in her hand. She threw the cannon at the unrestrained poet and then disappeared.

The bold and unrestrained poet instinctively caught the cannon barrel.

He didn't die; although he survived, he was completely bewildered.

"What the hell?"

"Damn, where did you get that thing in your hand?"

The companion, regaining his senses, looked at the unrestrained poet in surprise.

Only then did the bold and unrestrained poet realize what a treasure he had received.

"Isn't this the cannon barrel that the NPC used to blow up the crystal glass in the surveillance footage?" His hand trembled, and he almost threw the cannon barrel away.

I asked to borrow something from him, but I didn't lend him anything. Instead, I gave him something.

There's definitely a conspiracy going on here!

On the other side of the road, Anran put on her quest hat and randomly picked a few players who looked reliable.