Chapter 133: Harvest and Pockets (Please Subscribe)_2

"Yes, yes, yes."

Subsequently, Chi Xiang took out a palm-sized Red Scale Heart Armor from his bosom and demonstrated it to Xu Jin.

It was different from what Xu Jin had imagined; it wasn't text information.

Instead, it used the color, rhythmic pulsations, and patterns of the Red Scale Heart Armor to convey intelligence, somewhat like a codebook, but very primitive, capable of transmitting only very limited information.

For example, the warning message previously conveyed to the Fire Separation Tribe by the Royal Court was quite rudimentary.

It roughly meant that an enemy had arrived at their location and to prepare for battle—just a very simple alert.

"So, have you ever reported anything to the Royal Court?" Xu Jin narrowed his eyes as a plan began to surface.

"I haven't! Divine Envoy, I didn't dare, there was no time!" It seemed Chi Xiang caught something in Xu Jin's tone and assured him fervently.

"Wait here for me."