The meal ended when Kang Chan and Lanok lowered their forks and knives with a click, and a lightly frozen ice cream was brought out as dessert.

“The greatest advantage you have in information warfare is your animalistic instinct,” Lanok complimented, scooping the ice cream with his spoon as if he was carving it. “While your lack of experience in this type of fight and South Korea’s lack of national power may be a weakness, your decisions and actions could change the outcome.”

“So you’re saying I need to demonstrate my abilities?” Kang Chan questioned.

“It will not be easy, but it’s the best course of action for now,” Lanok replied.

Kang Chan pushed his ice cream aside and pulled the coffee in front of him.

“Is there still a chance I can remove myself from the information war?” Kang Chan asked with some hope.

Lanok tilted his head as if Kang Chan had given the wrong answer.

“As long as South Korea requires a person to covertly carry out business until the Eurasian Rail is built, the country will not stop relying on you and will continue...