Book Synopsis
Book Tags
Donation Rankings
Comment
0 Comments
You May Also Like
墨書 Inktalez
The 478 Mine was significantly larger than the 475 Mine, with five massive defensive towers standing tall on the surface, forming a perfect pentagon.
Lin Yuan and his Armored Vehicle Formation were still three hundred kilometers away when they were asked to provide their Identification Number, Mercenary Identification Number, and other specific details. Lin Yuan's "record" was quickly uncovered; however, the 478 Mine did not require him to be detained. Although his mistake was rare, on RZ Planet, everything revolved around the Zerg as the primary enemy. Therefore, when Lin Yuan promptly accepted a mission to eliminate one thousand Spiny Worms, his previous error was effectively erased.
Everything proceeded normally, but upon arriving at the 478 Mine, Lin Yuan discovered that nearly eighty Tanks were parked there—those commonly used by Mercenaries. Only a Mercenary Team would utilize this caliber of Tank. In contrast, a large-scale Mercenary Team like the Evil Dragon possessed over three hundred Tanks, including ten military-grade Tanks with formidable power. Additionally, he had nearly two hundred Mercenaries under his command—a truly colossal force.
Although Lin Yuan's Armored Vehicle Formation could not compare to the Evil Dragon's Mercenary Team, his arrival inevitably attracted considerable attention from many Mercenaries. After all, eighteen Tanks were not an insignificant number.
As soon as the Armored Vehicle Formation entered the central vacuum defense area of the five defensive towers, he immediately received around thirty to forty request messages. Among them, nine were sent by Mercenary Groups, while the rest came from individual Mercenaries. This struck Lin Yuan as odd; what did those lone Mercenaries want? He wasn't some mechanical superstar!
However, after opening these messages, Lin Yuan found himself both amused and bewildered. It turned out that they were all self-recommendation job applications.
In these messages, the specific details of these Mercenaries—basic professions, past achievements, and honors for kills—were thoroughly detailed and laid bare!
Yet, without exception, these job-seeking Mercenaries were all F5 level or at most F6 level. Previously miners themselves, they had finally managed to reach F6 level and now sought to advance further into becoming Mercenaries. After all, it was a profession that promised greater rewards and opportunities; being called a warrior sounded much better than being a miner!
Lin Yuan did not pay much attention to them; he wasn't looking to recruit Mercenaries at the moment. Moreover, he hadn't registered a Mercenary Group and lacked the qualifications to recruit since Mechanical City had strict regulations regarding this matter. It wasn't just anyone who could gather a team; of course, volunteers were an exception.
The nine messages from various Mercenary Groups were much simpler—they merely introduced their respective groups and discussed potential future collaborations. However, one message stood out: it was an invitation for Lin Yuan to join a particular Mercenary Group.
Upon seeing this message, Lin Yuan immediately took note of the group called Falcon because it was clear they were aware of his existence. Thus, upon meeting him, they recognized that his Armored Vehicle Formation was not part of a Mercenary Group. The mere ability to gather such intelligence was enough to draw attention from the Falcon Mercenary Team.
More importantly, Lin Yuan noticed that among the eighty-two Tanks parked at the 478 Mine, twenty-six bore an eye-catching falcon emblem painted on them.
This was undoubtedly a force even more formidable than the Crow Mercenary Team.
After some thought, Lin Yuan instructed Claire to politely and simply respond to those last nine messages—at least for now, he did not intend to take any action.
When the Armored Vehicle Formation came to a stop, Lin Yuan jumped down, leaving Claire inside the Tank, ready to defend and take off if necessary.
"Ha ha! You must be the famous, formidable, and enigmatic brother from Double Wood Forest. It's a pleasure to meet you!"
A strange, hearty laugh echoed through the air, leaving Lin Yuan momentarily stunned. The speaker was fluent in Earth language, specifically Huaxia language. The man was a robust figure in his thirties, standing about two meters tall, not much different from an ordinary person. However, his eyes sparkled with an intensity that clearly marked him as someone extraordinary.
This was Lin Yuan's first encounter with a Huaxia ethnic person since leaving Earth. He wasn't particularly moved or surprised to meet someone familiar in a foreign land; instead, he found it rather absurd.
In Mechanical City, the official language was that of Mechanical Life, but languages of other races were also widely understood. Regardless of whether the listener comprehended it or not, as soon as someone spoke, the Language Interaction System would automatically translate it.
It's worth noting that this Language Interaction System seemed like an unnecessary design. In an age of such advanced technology, information exchange had become effortless and omnipotent; a single piece of information could be communicated directly into each other's Intellects without spoken words, as was the case with Lin Yuan and Claire.
However, safety was a concern. Hackers existed in Mechanical City, and viruses were still a threat. For security reasons, strangers were not allowed to directly transmit their thoughts into another's Intellect. Thus, keeping adversaries at bay was the simplest and safest method.
This is where the Language Interaction System proved useful. While it couldn't transmit vast amounts of data in a second, it sufficed for basic communication between strangers without requiring deep exchanges.
Moreover, as Intelligent Life forms, emotions such as joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness were present. If communication became nothing more than emotionless data transfer, it would lose much of its interest.
After a moment of surprise, Lin Yuan thought for a moment and switched to his former language to ask calmly, "May I ask who you are?"
Upon hearing Lin Yuan's question, the robust man paused slightly but did not connect Lin Yuan's identity to anything significant; he was merely surprised. After all, the Language Interaction System contained thousands of Galactic System life languages—one could choose any based on personal preference.
"Ha ha! Double Wood means forest; I didn't expect you to have such deep knowledge of our ethnic culture. My apologies! I am Falcon, the captain of Falcon Mercenary Team. I was just wondering what kind of heroic figure could single-handedly stand against the Crow, Kangaroo, and Wild Boar mercenary groups. Now that I've met you in person, it's clear you are indeed remarkable. Just looking at your Armored Vehicle Formation and Hexagonal Array shows those fools lost because they didn't realize you had such a powerful assistant!"
Hearing this, Lin Yuan felt increasingly wary. This Falcon was no simple character; he had already deduced the truth from this detail. However, Lin Yuan had no intention of getting involved with Falcon. In this era of interstellar adventure, alliances based on ethnicity likely wouldn't hold much weight and would only add unnecessary complications.
"Thank you!"
Lin Yuan casually responded and turned to leave.
"Wait! Double Wood Forest, are you not going to seriously consider my suggestion? As far as I know, the crows are already gathering their forces. They won't rest until they avenge themselves! At this moment, a powerful Mercenary Team is your safest refuge. I can promise that as long as you are willing to join our Falcon Team, all conditions are negotiable. What do you say?" The Falcon stepped forward, laughing confidently.
"What if I choose to refuse?" Lin Yuan retorted bluntly. He felt uncomfortable being targeted like this. After all, he had a full eighteen Tanks at his disposal and could easily form a Mercenary Group. Asking him to join the Falcons—how greedy could they be?
"Haha! Double Wood Forest, we have an old saying in our clan: 'The tall tree in the forest will be toppled by the wind.' Although you have gained fame through battle, you've also placed yourself at the center of attention. At this time, failing to conceal your brilliance and instead making enemies everywhere is not the act of a wise person. How about this? Since we seem to get along well, if you refuse to join the Falcon Team, I have a good proposal: I will offer you twenty million Mechanical Coins and a chance to teleport back to Mechanical City in exchange for all eighteen of your Tanks. Of course, regarding that Azure Light Dagger of yours, I can swear by The Old Man Riding the Green Bull from my clan that I have no intention of coveting it!"
"The Old Man Riding the Green Bull?"
Lin Yuan looked at the Falcon with a strange expression, finding it simply amusing. An ancient deity? An old man? If Laozi from Daoism heard this, he would probably be furious.
But really, couldn't they come up with something new? Twenty million Mechanical Coins for eighteen Tanks? What a calculation! Even if he sold them to the Dumping Ground, he could at least recover one hundred million Mechanical Coins.
"No need for that. I prefer sitting on the edge of danger and enjoying the view. By the way, has your Old Man Riding the Green Bull not sent any dreams your way? Greed leads to downfall!"
With that said, Lin Yuan chuckled and swaggered away. Damn it, was he really that easy to bully?
Watching Lin Yuan's figure disappear into the distance, after a long while, a smile finally appeared on the Falcon's otherwise expressionless face as he muttered to himself, "Interesting. I want to see what other support you have. Pass on my message: our people should not act rashly. In times of chaos under the dark moon and high winds, it's a perfect opportunity for black-on-black operations. Clean up thoroughly without leaving a trace; that's what the old man taught us! What was that saying? 'In the dark moon and high winds, one must carry a knife when killing; kill one person every ten steps and leave without a sound!' Brilliant! Truly worthy of Li Bai who rode a green bull out of Hulao Pass, donned purple clouds, bathed in divine light, caused havoc in the palace, split Mount Hua with force, battled Lü Bu with three heroes, and descended from the mountain with seven swords!" (To be continued.)
Comment 0 Comment Count