Yuan Zhou took a careful look at the reward and indeed didn't see where the milk was squeezed. He immediately had a bad feeling in his heart.
"System, you don't want me to go to the grassland to get the milk you provide, do you?" Yuan Zhou asked with a frown.
The system would always answer such questions about the mission, and the system showed: "The address has been issued. The host can check it."
"If we're in the grasslands, no matter how fresh the milk is, it'll go bad, unless it's disinfected like in the factory." Yuan Zhou didn't open it immediately, but reminded him.
However, the system didn't reply. Apparently, it wanted Yuan Zhou to read it himself.
"After all, fresh milk can only be kept fresh for eight to twelve hours at most." Yuan Zhou continued.
