Ever since arriving in the Central Plains, Milo felt like he had entered a whole new world. It was a world where not only the Panaqua Consortium and Fortress 178 existed but also many other strange organizations such as the Pyro Company, the Silkshade House, the Vasophati Group, and other.
The world was much bigger than he knew. It was no wonder Miriam once said she would come here after finishing her business in the Southwest. Thinking about it, when she was willing to stay with Milo in that deserted valley, it showed her attitude about him.
At this moment, Milo felt that the person behind the biggest and most professional black market in the Central Plains was most likely the boss of the Vasophati Group. If he could come to such a conclusion, others would definitely be able to as well. However, the reason why everyone left this black market unchecked was probably also due to the uncaring attitude displayed by the Vasophati Group. Since an organization like them did not have the ambition to rule over the Central Plains, others would naturally be able to turn a blind eye to some unimportant matters.
“Let’s go and check out what the black market is like at night.” Milo got up and headed out.
Olivia followed him, but she curled her lips in silence.
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