Shang Yang Galaxy Station.
Inside the Suite.
Lu Ze, Nangong Jing, Qiuyue Hesha, and Lin Ling were lying on the couch while watching their own phones. They weren't playing. They were searching for missions—local missions.
Local missions were usually published by the stationed army or adventure squads. Most of the missions here were planetary states. There were mortal evolution state missions, but there were few of them. After all, this was at the very border of human territory.
Some missions can be done inside, and some were outside the territory.
"The military has quite a lot of missions." Lu Ze sighed. He lifted up his leg and put it on Lin Ling's leg on the other couch.
Mhm, it was soft and bouncy. Comfortable!
Lin Ling expressionlessly slapped Lu Ze's leg away. In turn, Lu Ze silently took his leg back.