Chapter 286 Mark...could it be really expensive?
Listening to Zheng Yu’s speech, Mark praised: “You are worthy of being a free mercenary.
Zheng Yu said with a smile: "Pests, of course you have to do things like pests. I probably understand why mercenaries are called pests."
Zheng Yu finally found some feeling.
It is not his character to complete tasks step by step.
Moreover, Li Chenggong's experience also proves that just by accumulating mission points, he can only complete the first special mission, and Li Chenggong has not really completed it yet.
Then it's better to let go and have some fun.
Since it is a pest, then do something like a pest.
Otherwise, wouldn’t the system prompts be in vain?
As for whether it is useful, it depends on the actual benefits. Zheng Yu is not sure this time, it is just an attempt.
"Let's go."
Zheng Yu walked in the direction pointed by the young man.
Mark quickly stopped him and said, "Do you really believe in that alien race?"
"I don't believe it." Zheng Yu shook his head.
"That kid's face is full of lies. Anyone who believes it is a fool."
"I estimate that the direction he pointed to me should be the most dangerous place in the city. There are probably many people waiting to see my joke."
"Then you are still going?" Mark didn't understand.
Zheng Yu said with a smile: "I really want to see what these aliens are doing and whether they have the strength to really blow up this city."
"If it's too weak, I have to take action myself. It's not justifiable."
"You want to be a legitimate mercenary?"
"Of course, it means my status within the mercenary organization."
Zheng Yu actually had one thing he didn't explain to Mark, which was that Zheng Yu was betting on the core upgrade method of the mercenary group.
Why are mercenary groups called pests?
Because mercenary organizations are present in almost every battle, large or small, in this world.
Plus the previous prompts from the system.
[You incited a century-long war, and hungry refugees died because of you...]
[You are pests in the Wasteland of Bones! 】
Zheng Yu boldly guessed that this sentence was the true meaning of the existence of the mercenary group.
"I didn't expect that in this abyss, professionals would actually play the role of bad guys."
"That's not right either..."
Zheng Yu pondered for a moment.
"I can't say he's a bad guy at all. He really fits the description of a free mercenary."
"In other words, the world needs a war."
The situation in Sand City can be regarded as a microcosm of the world. As Mark said, the world is sick, deeply sick.
If you want to cure it, you have to die.
A well-timed war is needed.
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stench.
This was Zheng Yu's first feeling when he entered the red fence area.
The smell is similar to the smell of feces and urine mixed with the smell of rotting corpses. It smells like it has not been cleaned all year round.
There were many skinny aliens lying on the side of the road, half dead and with blurred eyes. Some aliens who were still sober looked surprised when they saw Zheng Yu and Mark.
It is hard for them to imagine that there are people who dare to come to this area.
Even the imperial guards would not come here casually, not because they were afraid of aliens, but because they were worried about being infected by these poisonous insects.
"Wow--"
Zheng Yu asked the Shadow of the Raging Wave to put a thin layer of water shield on himself and Mark.
It can block those foul smells and smoke that should be contraband...
Zheng Yu noticed that many aliens were already eyeing him, and a few left quickly, presumably to tip off the news.
"Oh, you are quite brave."
Zheng Yu commented on the fierce-looking aliens behind him.
Mark followed Zheng Yu in fear, but he still kept talking, "It's not that he is brave, he probably doesn't take life and death seriously at all."
"Although this place is called a foundry, some people want to live, some want to lie down, and some people just don't want to live at all, and it gradually becomes like this."
"Even the skeleton warriors of the empire can't solve this kind of thing with violence."
"and……"
Before Mark could finish speaking, those aliens had already blocked Zheng Yu's path and interrupted Mark's words.
"Is this distinguished human gentleman lost?"
The leader of the foreign race asked sinisterly.
"Do you need us to give you a ride?"
Zheng Yu smiled and replied, "Do you know where I'm going?"
The foreigner had an "I understand" expression, "Of course I do."
Zheng Yu: "..."
I don't even know where I'm going.
The leader of the foreign race continued: "As for the factory, where else can we go? Don't worry, you are taking the right path, but whether you can walk there safely... depends on your sincerity."
The alien said and made a gesture of rubbing his hands.
Mark, who was hiding behind Zheng Yu, thought: "Sand City produces the core materials of skeleton equipment. This kind of thing is strictly controlled by the empire."
Zheng Yu understood instantly.
By mistake, he found a smuggling road.
"I don't want more, 10,000 Kronos. As long as I take you, you can get through here safely."
"Since you want to make money, you have to spend some money, otherwise... you won't be able to get out of here."
Listening to this foreigner's words, Zheng Yu asked curiously: "Aren't you worried that if I die here, the imperial soldiers will find you?"
"Ah."
"You're already smuggling, am I afraid of you?"
"Too."
Zheng Yu narrowed his eyes... To be honest, he was interested.
This could be a deal.
It seems that the child before was not trying to trick me, but was treating himself as a smuggler?
"Can."
Zheng Yu, whose pocket was cleaner than his face, immediately agreed.
"Give me the money first."
"There's no reason to give money first. Shouldn't it be settled after you take me to the factory and then take me away?"
"Then you have to pay a deposit. You cunning imperial businessmen are full of bad ideas."
Obviously, this alien must have been deceived and did not believe in the integrity of the imperial smugglers.
"No money."
Zheng Yu spread his hands and pushed Mark out, "How about keeping him here as a deposit."
"OK."
"Um?"
Zheng Yu was stunned.
Is this okay?
Do you also want a dry and thin old man?
Zheng Yu even saw a happy smile on the alien's face, as if... Mark was really valuable.
Mark, who was treated as a "deposit", reacted strangely to Zheng Yu.
As if he was used to being used as a bargaining chip, he even said pitifully to Zheng Yu: "You must come back to redeem me."
Zheng Yu suddenly realized... Maybe Mark is really expensive?
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