Chapter Ninety-Three: Mercenary Mission I

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Therefore, once the mercenary profession appeared, it was deeply rooted in the universe.

Although some countries have legally banned the existence of mercenaries, this has not stopped the development of mercenaries throughout the galaxy. Especially now, when monsters are becoming more and more rampant, the demand for mercenaries has naturally increased greatly, and many countries are discussing whether to amend the constitution to allow some retired soldiers to serve as mercenaries.

The Haydn Alliance was originally a country that did not allow mercenaries to exist, but under the cover of the cosmic climate, they also relaxed the restrictions on mercenaries, and even acquiesced to the stronghold set up by the Mercenary Association on the capital planet of Haydn.

The door suddenly opened, and two people entered side by side, although there were only two of them, and they were not very well dressed, and one of them even wore a hat on his head to hide his face. But they naturally exuded a lofty momentum, and the mercenaries within a few meters around them all looked at the two of them with surprised faces.

This is the office hall rented by the Mercenary Association, whether it is handing over tasks or exchanging information, it is bustling in Pingyue, and it is more lively than the vegetable market.

However, when these two people suddenly appeared and gradually exuded their own momentum, the hall suddenly fell eerily silent. Even a few stunned young people didn't understand what was happening, but they clearly felt the change in atmosphere.

The two of them came to the middle of the hall, where the Mercenary Guild had issued its mission.

Here, there is a huge square screen scrolling through all the missions issued by the Mercenary Guild.

Underneath this large screen, there are a number of touchscreen displays, and once any mercenary has selected a task on the big screen, or a task that the mercenary team can do, they will use their identity card to take on the task on the many touchscreen displays below.

This was the time when the mercenaries gathered the most, and there was a mercenary sitting in front of all the touch screens, and there were even a few people lined up behind many of the machines.

Under normal circumstances, latecomers must wait in line and wait until the mercenaries in front of them have been selected.

However, the two people who entered later obviously didn't want to comply with this rule, and the man without a hood casually came to the nearest touch screen and said coldly, "Get out of the way." ā€

The mercenary in front of the touch screen only felt a chill on his body, as if he had suddenly walked around the ghost gate a few times. He knew in his heart that he was not half a star worse than others.

In the mercenary world, fists are the biggest truth, and the mercenary pulled out his light card without saying a word and retreated.

These two people are Fang Mingwei and Bob, because Fang Mingwei led his troops to Haydn, defeated a fleet of the Yueheng Empire, and avenged many Haydn people on the planet Slink, so the ordinary people of the Haydn Alliance are very grateful to this prince, Fang Mingwei's appearance image has long been circulated here, and has become the most popular public figure.

Fang Mingwei, who had been prepared for this, had no choice but to wear a hood, otherwise he was afraid that he would be recognized soon in Haydn.

As for Bob, although the Six-Six Alliance is very powerful, as an individual Master Bob, his popularity in Haydn is zero, so naturally there is no need to hide his traces.

Seeing Bob's domineering attitude at this moment, Fang Mingwei shook his head secretly. Perhaps for Bob, these mercenaries in the fourth-level civilized countries are a group of ants who can call and drink at will, but he is different, because he has climbed up from the second-level civilized countries step by step, and he has a deep understanding of the thoughts and sorrows of the citizens of these small countries.

Fang Mingwei turned around and bowed slightly to the mercenary who had given way to apologize.

The original resentment and shame in the mercenary's heart suddenly disappeared cleanly, and instead he felt a trace of gratitude to Fang Mingwei.

Fang Mingwei sighed secretly, if Fang Mingwei and Bob treated a master with such an attitude today, then the only outcome would be a life-and-death duel between the two sides. But in exchange for this nameless mercenary, he was grateful.

I have to say that the mentality of the weak is very different from the thinking of the real strong.

"Hell." Bob cursed softly.

Fang Mingwei was stunned and asked, "What's wrong?" ā€

"Didn't you say there was a commission to destroy the Hydra Pirates, why can't I find it?" Bob grumbled.

Fang Mingwei shook his head and said, "You haven't done this business, I'll come." ā€

With that, he stood in front of Bob's position and said, "I used to be a mercenary for a while, so I'm familiar with this set. If you're looking at tasks one by one, it's hard to find what you need, and you'll have to use the search function to find the one that best meets your requirements. ā€

Fang Mingwei quickly filled in the three words of hydra in the search space, then clicked OK, turned his head and smiled: "That's it, it's simple." ā€

Bob glanced at the small screen and smiled, "It's really simple, you can see for yourself." ā€

Fang Mingwei turned his head to look, only to see a **** symbol appear on the screen, and he was dumbfounded.

"What's going on, is there something wrong with this system?"

Bob smiled and said, "I used to be a mercenary for a while, so I'm more familiar with this set. Whenever this happens, it means one thing, that is, the mercenary association here has covered these three words. ā€

"Screencast?"

"Yes, as long as you type these three words, then the information related to it will become a series of ***, I have to say, this is a very useful function."

Fang Mingwei snorted angrily, got up and walked towards the manual service desk in the corner of the hall.

For the vast majority of mercenaries, they will not go to the manual help desk to ask for boredom.

Although the service ladies there are all beautiful and beautiful, there is a charge for using a manual service desk, and the price is expensive, sometimes exceeding the profit brought by an intermediate task. Therefore, if you are not a wealthy person, you will never waste money there.

Fang Mingwei naturally didn't care about this little money, he came to the manual service desk. Here, there are seven seats lined up, and in front of each seat, there is a beautiful woman with a show.

However, this is a relatively calm part of the hall, with only three seats occupied.

Fang Mingwei casually sat down in an empty seat and asked, "Why do you want to cover up the mission of the Hydra?" ā€

Whether it is Fang Mingwei or Bob, they are all genuine masters, although they deliberately restrained most of the strong aura on their bodies, but the momentum released from the outside is equivalent to a thirteenth or fourth-level master.

Thirteenth- and fourth-level characters are already rare masters in the mercenary world of fourth-level countries, especially among these mercenaries whose ranks are mostly below level twelve, they are becoming more and more eye-catching.

So when they entered, they immediately caught the attention of most people, and the commotion in the hall fell silent. Those people were whispering, guessing their origins, until Fang Mingwei came to the manual service desk and asked the word Hydra, the hall suddenly fell completely silent, and no one spoke anymore.

The professional smile on the face of the young lady opposite immediately disappeared, and was replaced by a panic.

Fang Mingwei asked suspiciously, "What's wrong with you?" ā€

He just asked Hydra, and his reaction wouldn't be so big.

"Hydra? Friend, what is this mission for, you ask? A man in black sitting next to him suddenly asked with a smile, "This mission is very rare, I don't remember it ever appeared." ā€

"No, it should have been once." Fang Mingwei shook his head, but he wore a hood on his head, and no one could see his face: "I remember that a few days ago, the survivors of the planet Slient issued a commission, which was to exterminate the Hydra Pirate Regiment. ā€

Suddenly, even the sound of breathing that was clearly audible in the hall disappeared, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the man in black.

At this moment, at this moment, the pin drop can be heard.

A smile appeared on the face of the man in black, and he said slowly, "Are you interested in this commission?" ā€

"Yes."

"Then I'm very sorry, because all the commissions related to Hydra can no longer be established."

"Why?"

"Because that's what I said."

Fang Mingwei was surprised, looked the person up and down, and asked, "Who are you?" ā€

"I'm Leo, the Leo of Lightning." The man in black raised his head, his eyes full of pride and pride, while the eyes of the many mercenaries in the hall looked at him with fear and hatred.

"Lightning Leo?" Fang Mingwei thought about it carefully, but he didn't have any impression, and turned around and asked, "Bob, who is Lightning Leo?" ā€

"How do I know?" Bob said impatiently, "There is so much such garbage, who knows where he popped up." ā€

Bob wasn't lying, although the man in black's cultivation had reached the level of a quasi-master of the fifteenth level of physical arts. But in the eyes of a true master, this kind of person is actually no different from ordinary garbage.

Leo's face turned pale as white in an instant, and two resentful lights shot out of his eyes, and he said, "Okay, I'll let you remember, because I'm the third deputy head of Hydra." ā€

(To be continued)