A villa complex in Queens, New York. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

After experiencing Sindra's destruction, Mo Chen had to rush to another residence with her. As for the half-collapsed villa, it had to be pushed back to be rebuilt.

In the villa, Sindra is like an active kitten, running back and forth in the luxurious villa, looking for something that makes her curious.

Mo Chen was lying on a recliner, his hands shaking the wine, and his eyes were looking at the sky in distraction.

He looked at the tall buildings in the distance with a faint smile on his face.

It's been a long time since I've seen this beautiful scene. It's been so long, so long that I've forgotten the time.

"Master, brother, what are we going to do next?" Just as Mo Chen was deep in thought, Sindra finally recovered from the excitement of her new environment. She smiled and blushed like a ripe apple, stared at Mo Chen with big watery eyes, and said with a coquettish smile.

Mo Chen took a sip of wine, stared at the white clouds stretching out in the sky with his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Sindra, do you know what the real purpose of the mercenary union is. ”

What is the real purpose of the Mercenary Guild?

Sindra's eyes flashed with doubt, and after a moment of contemplation, she could only shake her head helplessly.

She signed the mercenary agreement just for fun, where did she think about such a profound question. The current Sindra is still too young after all, although she already has a bit of the shadow of the legendary Dark Head, but it is obviously still a lot worse.

Mo Chen shook the wine glass in his hand and said flatly: "The real purpose of the mercenary union is to plunder!" ”

"Plunder?" Sindra blinked and muttered under her breath.

Mo Chen took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Yes, all the tasks of the Mercenary Guild exist for plunder. This is the original intention of the Mercenary Guild, and it is the cornerstone of your ability to grow in the Mercenary Guild. ”

Sindrada's brows furrowed slightly, and she asked puzzledly, "However, if the mercenary union's original intention was to plunder, why would there still be a camp of order?" Isn't the purpose of orderly existence to preserve this world? ”

In the Mercenary Guild, there are three factions.

Orderly, neutral, chaotic.

The tasks of the three camps are different, and the main focus of maintaining order is to maintain world peace and strengthen the power of the world. Chaos is on a mission to destroy the world and destroy everything. The neutral camp, on the other hand, is more lenient and has a wider range of tasks.

It's just that compared with the other two camps with obvious characteristics, the mercenaries of the neutral camp have a certain degree of lack of identity convenience. Because the other two factions will arrange the identities of the corresponding factions, it is easier to trigger the mission. The identity of the neutral faction, on the other hand, does not have too obvious characteristics, and it is relatively difficult to trigger the mission.

Mo Chen chuckled lightly and muttered, "Maintain world peace, haha." ”

He smiled, glanced at Sindra with a puzzled face, and said with a slight narrowing of his eyes, "For the Plane Mercenary Guild, this world is just a large breeding farm. You say that the owner of the farm, why should he fatten the prey in it. ”

Sindra's expression twitched, and her eyes flashed with horror.

Farms!

If this world is a breeding farm, then the countless worlds on the task panel are all breeding farms of the mercenary union!

What is it about the Mercenary Guild that can treat so many worlds as farms waiting to be harvested?

So, is Valoran one of those farms?

Sindra's pretty face was slightly pale, her delicate body trembled slightly, and her voice trembled, "Then, Valoran? ”

Mo Chen didn't answer directly, shook the red wine in his hand, and said softly: "This beautiful red wine is not as delicate as blood." ”

Sindra looked at Mo Chen's performance, and she didn't know what the answer was waiting for her.

She looked up at the void with a distracted face, and sat limply on the ground, unable to recover for a long time.

The blow to Sindra was too great. At least the young Sindra never accepted the fact that the world she lived in was just someone else's farm.

She just felt like her mind was in a mess, and she didn't even know what she was thinking.

Mo Chen was silent for a few minutes before he said flatly: "Remember, the weak are the original sin themselves. Only the strong are qualified to control their destiny. What you can do now is to try to become stronger, so strong that it makes the heavens and the earth tremble, and the heavens and all worlds tremble. ”

Getting stronger?

Sindra looked at Mo Chen blankly, her watery eyes a little more bright.

Yes, I'm Syndra, the never-say-die Syndra.

How can I bow my head in front of such little things?

One day, I will be so strong that I will make the heavens and the earth tremble, and the so-called mercenary guild tremble!

Unprecedented ambition took root in Syndra's young heart, blooming into a young, but full of life.

Sindra stood up, her immature little face full of determination, and her watery eyes with a look that she had never seen before. She looked at Mo Chen and said firmly: "Sindra, you will definitely succeed!" ”

Mo Chen glanced at her and nodded with satisfaction.

Sindra may be young, but her qualifications are unquestionable. As Valoran's world's top talent, no one can predict his future if he is properly guided.

At least Mo Chen didn't know where Sindra would be able to go in the future with the support of the mercenary union.

At that moment, a grunting sound came from Syndra's little belly.

Hearing this, Mo Chen looked at Sindra's shy appearance, stood up funny, and said with a smile: "Little girl, it's a good thing to have faith." It's just that before that, it's better to fill your stomach first. ”

Sindra's little face was crimson, her proud little head was held high, and her delicate face was full of tsundere.

Meanwhile, the villa of Norman Osborne, owner of the Osborne Group.

The villas are quite luxurious, covering an area of tens of thousands of square meters. In a place like New York, where every inch of land is at a premium, it can have a villa of tens of thousands of square meters, which shows the strength of the Osborne Group.

Outside the villa, a middle-aged man with a rather strong figure and wearing a black trench coat robe was being searched by the villa's bodyguards.

The bodyguard searched and nodded to the room.

Then, two sturdy bodyguards led the middle-aged man to a room that looked rather dark with all the windows closed.

As soon as the middle-aged man was ushered into the room, a hoarse voice rang out: "Professor Stanrick Pidley graduated in 1982 and studied genetics and the occult at Harvard. You should understand what you are here for. ”

Stanrick Pidley glanced at the figure on the bed, his green eyes flashed a different color, and he put his right hand in front of him and bowed, "Stanrik Pidley has seen Mr. Osborne. I have already heard about some things about my husband, and I have brought my own gift this time. ”

Norman Osborne coughed lightly and spoke weakly, "Remember, for a dying man, there is no need for any useless promises, and there is no need for gifts. I just want to see you fulfill your promise to solve the pain in me. ”

The smile on Stanley Pidley's face remained unchanged, and he chuckled, "Mr. Osborne, you can rest assured that since I am already standing here, I naturally have a solution. Just before that, I ask Mr. Osborne not to forget his commitment. ”

Norman Osborne's voice was tired, and he said casually: "I've already seen some of your design drawings of Britz the Apple robot. I have to admit that you are a real genius. If it weren't for my illness, I'd love to talk to you about this idea. It's a pity. ”

Osborne sighed and breathed a sigh of relief before continuing, "As long as you can cure my illness, what I promise will not change. You have to build the robot Britz with materials and money, and Osben will take full responsibility. Of course, the fruits of construction need to be shared with Osborne! ”

Stanrik Pidley's smile widened, and he bowed slightly, "Of course, as long as it can be built successfully, I am willing to share the research results with Osborne." ”