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Chapter 131 Voice Assistants Don't Deceive
Lott looked at the mysterious spy following the crowd on the screen, and ordered:

"Find me the 'crow'. If this guy is the one, then lead him to Happy Street. If you want to find information, let him search there!"

"Follow your orders!"

As the chief intelligence officer of Sumir City, Genna's first impression when he discovered the propaganda information on the dungeon flyer was:
"This is a novel and prosperous city, there is a lot of oil and water to be fished, and the gentlemen above will be very happy to know!"

Gener, who was in the crowd, raised his head and glanced at the front as he walked. What appeared in front of his eyes were all kinds of novel buildings, tall buildings, bustling and lively neighborhoods, and endless crowds of people. .

"Urban vitality is first-class, or even higher." Guerner quickly came to the first conclusion.

The floating population represents the vitality of the city, and this is basically proportional to the living standard of the place - the more active the urban population, the better the life.

"This place looks nice, just don't know how much I'm going to get out of it before it goes bust."

Genna looked at the lively scene around him and sneered in his heart. As the leader of the intelligence community, every time he brought the information back, the place would be destroyed by war soon. Therefore, people gave His nickname:
crow.

Most of the nobles in Sumir City like to rely on their strong military power to make the various city-states surrender. Once the surrender is completed, they will immediately send guards to take over the city, and then start to frantically extract a large amount of taxes from the vassal cities to the main city. city ​​for their pleasure.

No one will say anything, and no one dares to say anything. Anyone who disagrees is dead.

And the fall of those cities was mostly the result of Gener's early investigation. He himself didn't feel much about it. As long as he had the money to take it, he didn't care about other people's lives—they could only blame their lives for being invaded.

"I don't know how long the women and children in Sara City can last, but it's probably coming soon. Even if Kane City helps in the past, it won't help."

Gener knew very well that Sara City didn't have much money to fish for, and the only reason why the gentlemen of Sumer City fell in love with it was because the residents of the City of Flowers looked pretty.

Just when Gener was excited about the bustling city that was about to fall, suddenly, a voice sounded in his ear:
"Welcome, customer number 18321."

Gena's expression changed, and he immediately turned around to dodge. While quickly dodging, he put his right hand on the short knife inside his robe. He moved in one go, looking very skillful and capable, like a veteran who had experienced many battles.

'How could you let someone talk in your ear? ! '

This is absolutely impossible!
Gunner hurriedly looked behind—people were passing by as usual.

"Hehe, look at that SB."

"Another idiot scared of voice assistants."

"Hey silly, go back to your hometown and get some milk."

Gener was posing with one hand resting on the hilt of his lower back, which allowed him to draw his sword to fend off the enemy immediately. After all, this was a skill honed on the battlefield after thousands of battles, but now it is affected by Do all the ridicule of the adventurers around.

It is not a comfortable thing to be seen as a monkey.

Gener blushed slightly, and immediately returned to his posture, returning to the appearance of a hooded conjurer again.

"Voice assistant?"

He realized that the adventurer kept saying this term, what is it?In any case, you can't reveal your identity now, you have to find a place to find information quickly.

While he was walking forward silently, in the crowd, several burly bald adventurers looked at each other, all showing evil smiles, and then quickly approached Gener and said:

"Hey bro, are you new here? How can I help?"

Gener didn't answer, and still walked with his head down, shaking off these annoying flies first.

At this time, the voice assistant sounded again: "I recommend you to go to the block on the right, where famous people gather, it is a good choice for you."

Man of the hour?Advanced intelligence?
"The block on the right?" Gener subconsciously raised his head and said.

Not far away, the huge advertising balloon of "Happy Street" floats there.

When the bald heads next to him saw it, they immediately understood: it should be the voice assistant who recommended a place for this Kaizi, and this opportunity must not be missed!

Then he said more attentively: "Is this the first time, brother? Is there a female voice in your ear? It's a voice assistant, and it's to help you understand this place."

"The voice assistant will answer any questions you have."

"Did it just recommend you to go to Happy Street? Then go, the voice assistant will not lie."

The few people around talked to each other, and one of them put his shoulders on his shoulders and kept pushing him towards Happy Street.

"Voice assistant." Gener was a little curious, and began to ask the flies next to him what the voice assistant was.

After figuring out everything, Gener kept feeling the magic of this place.

"Let's go brother, sit with me, I can tell you anything you don't understand, there is nothing here that our Dragon Guild doesn't know!"

Just as the bald man said this, the voice of the voice assistant sounded in Gener's ear again:
"As a guild with a long history, the Flying Dragon Guild has a long-standing reputation. It was established almost at the same time as the dungeon, and it belongs to the largest guild!"

When Gener heard this, he immediately beamed with joy. It really didn't take much effort, so he tentatively looked at the bald heads and asked, "Is your guild very famous?"

When the bald men heard this, they all showed surprise expressions: I didn't expect that our little-known J academy is still very famous in the eyes of the dungeon.

"This is a must!" The leading bald man immediately assured.

"Hmph, you're lucky to meet us!"

"With our Flying Dragon Guild covering you, no problem will be a problem."

Gener sneered in his heart. He could meet the largest guild when he first arrived, and this mission could end ahead of schedule. Then he said, "I have a lot of questions to ask."

"Needless to say, come and sit in our clubhouse, you can ask any questions you have!"

When Gener came to the entrance of a high-end hotel surrounded by several bald men, he looked up and exclaimed: "Flying Dragon Club, yes, it does have the momentum of the first guild."

Then he walked in, and the bald man at the back crossed his arms and looked at Gener's figure, shaking his head and sighing, "What a winner."

In the domain hall, while eating ham and bacon, Lott watched the figure of a senior spy entering a third-rate brothel on the big screen in front of him, and said:
"Using this Kaizi as a reference template, starting from his weapons, movements, language, demeanor, steps, clothes, and even breathing, I want you to dig out all the spies who have sneaked in and hand them over to you. I got Wiki, and the hood showed me the highlights!”

"Follow my lord." The artificial intelligence replied.

(End of this chapter)