"I just asked you something, but you haven’t told me yet,"

Gregory Lawrence took the fruit, finishing one in just two bites. "Are you talking about Tree Star?"

Hannah poked the fire with a longer stick.

The remaining moisture in the dead branches evaporated, the fire blazed, and the branches cracked and popped.

She nodded and said, "Mmhmm."

In the dense forest, no starlight was visible, only the leaping flames dispelled the darkness and chill.

Gregory Lawrence lay back with his hands beneath his head, looking up at the lush branches above and then down at Hannah’s face, framed by the firelight, "Why is a young girl like you so curious about Tree Star? It must be more than just to have a look, right?"

He voiced his doubts.

The top-tier mech, Tree Star, who wouldn’t want to get their hands on it.

If not drivable, even touching it would be good.

It couldn’t possibly be that one would go all that way just to take a glance.

Hannah looked down, her eyes reflecting the firelight while Golden Lotus nestled comfortably on her lap, sound asleep.

It was very quiet around them, with what seemed like the cry of a mutant beast faintly echoing in the distance, sounding somewhat creepy at night.

"Why are you so nosy?"

Hannah turned to look at him, her eyes reflecting the firelight, her smile warm, but Gregory Lawrence felt a chill down his spine.

He coughed twice, steadying himself, "In our line of work, how can we sell information to others if we aren’t a bit nosy?"

Hannah looked into his eyes, and after a while, she sincerely asked, "So, are you planning to sell my information to someone else too?"

Gregory Lawrence choked, quickly shaking his head, "Of course not."

He didn’t even know who she was.

She just looked somewhat familiar.

But exactly where he had seen her, he couldn’t recall at that moment.

After a while, Hannah asked again, "Do you really know where Tree Star is?"

Gregory Lawrence patted his chest in assurance, "Of course, I can guarantee that I’m the only one in the entire galaxy who knows the exact location of Tree Star."

After saying that, he waited for Hannah to continue questioning, but she quieted down instead.

She just gently stirred the fire in front of her, showing no curiosity whatsoever.

Gregory Lawrence felt awkwardly suspended, shifting his position, trying to get closer to Hannah.

But before he could move closer, a mutant beast’s roar echoed from afar.

It was as if it was trapped in a cage, desperately struggling.

Gregory Lawrence was startled.

Hannah just looked up in the direction of the sound.

Considering the small size of this dense forest and its connection to the residential area, it was definitely not a place a mutant beast would venture into.

So the sound must have come from the darker Blackwood Forest farther away.

Gregory Lawrence recovered, dropping the thought of shifting his position and resuming the conversation, "We’ve shared hardships, how about I give you a piece of information for free?"

Only then did Hannah turn to look at him, "About Tree Star?"

Gregory Lawrence thought for a moment, then bit the bullet, "Actually, telling you wouldn’t hurt because even if you know where Tree Star is, you wouldn’t be able to find it."

Hannah stayed silent, waiting for him to continue.

Gregory Lawrence became serious, shedding his careless demeanor, "This story, I have to start from the beginning."

Hannah’s stick gently pressed on the dry leaves.

The leaves crunched crisply.

"Mmhmm, go ahead."

With that, Gregory Lawrence opened up like a box of stories spilling out.

He shared everything he knew about Tree Star, starting with its creator, Master Sink.

Speaking of Master Sink, he was also a legend of his era.

In his youth, he was a genius at controlling mechs.