What's in it for me?
Chu Sheng immediately grabbed the brush again, intending to ask what was in it for him.
But before he could write, Luo Zhan had already read his mind.
"No need to write. I know what you want to ask."
He held up three fingers.
"First, if you agree, then…"
"Any intelligence you provide and any action you take that benefits the Human Race will be counted as military merit."
"Don't underestimate the power of military honors within the Military Department and the official systems of the Great Xia."
"It's both a Protective Talisman and a mark of privilege. With it, even if the Ten Great Clans want to make a move on you, they'll have to think twice about whether they can withstand the wrath of the entire Military Department."
Luo Zhan lowered one finger and continued.
"Second, I will personally provide you with rewards. If you perform any meritorious service, I will also personally apply for national-level resource rewards on your behalf."
