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Chapter 539: A History Unaffected by the Butterfly Effect
Chapter 539: A History Unaffected by the Butterfly Effect
"Mo Li, how did a human from the interstellar realm end up like this? Being a citizen in the Galactic Empire is so good, it's something we can hardly even dream of." An alien that looked like a white snowman asked curiously.
This person was the leader of the White Sea Mercenary Group, a D-rank spirit energy user with the codename White Sea. The entire mercenary group was known by his name, and he was also somewhat curious about why Wang Wei, who was disguised as Mo Li, was in this situation.
"Didn't I say before, three years ago, my family got into trouble, and we were all exiled to the Unclaimed Zone," Wang Wei said with a bitter smile.
He had underestimated the White Sea Mercenary Group. Apart from him, a human from the interstellar realm, the group was mostly made up of various strange and exotic aliens. He didn't mind; the Unclaimed Zone he had been exiled to was similar in that regard.
"But what did you do to get into such serious trouble?" White Sea seemed intent on getting to the bottom of it.
"My father killed a First-Class Citizen," Wang Wei finally said, feigning reluctance.
"Ah, I see. That explains why you were exiled," White Sea drew in a sharp breath.
A First-Class Citizen was essentially one of the scions of the Galactic Empire. So, for his family to be exiled and stripped of their citizenship rather than being executed was already a stroke of luck.
However, the White Sea Mercenary Group wasn't too worried. They thought that if he had really killed a prominent scion, he wouldn't have just been exiled and stripped of his citizenship; he would have been eliminated outright.
The fact that he had managed to survive suggested that the scion's family wasn't very powerful, or perhaps they found it inconvenient to seek revenge.
Besides, the universe was vast; the chances of running into them were slim.
"To be honest, it's a miracle that my family survived," Wang Wei continued, playing along with White Sea's sympathy.
White Sea felt some pity for Wang Wei, who had indeed had a stroke of bad luck.
As they chatted, the other members of the mercenary group began to arrive. Since they were still in the rest and recuperation phase, most of them had been out doing their own things.
"Everyone's here. Now, I have a new mission to announce. Tomorrow, we will be protecting a research team into a D-rank secondary dimension for a year. If it's extended, we'll be compensated with a premium. It's a great job, not only safe but also with excellent benefits."
"All expenses during the mission will be covered by the research team, but there's one condition: we can't leave the secondary dimension," White Sea said.
Wang Wei lifted his head, a glint of insight in his eyes. He knew exactly which research team this was. It seemed that his changes hadn't altered the course of events, and the White Sea Mercenary Group was still taking on this mission as they had in his previous life.
Everyone was initially stunned by White Sea's announcement but then their expressions brightened with joy.
Most mercenary missions were dangerous, but protecting a research team in a secondary dimension was the least risky of all.
For interstellar pirates and terrorist organizations, research teams were the least profitable and most dangerous targets. Robbing them would result in being crushed by major powers without much gain.
The equipment of research teams was of low value even if sold on the black market.
And the research teams themselves were usually backed by major powers, far beyond what the mercenaries could challenge.
The mercenary groups protecting research teams were not to be trifled with, often being even more fierce than the pirates and terrorists.
So, it was highly unlikely for the White Sea Mercenary Group to get such a mission. The fact that they had received it was a pleasant surprise for everyone.
The research team was indeed wealthy and generous, even providing equipment, making this the most lucrative contract in the history of the White Sea Mercenary Group.
"But is there a catch? Why would they choose us?" The deputy leader, who hadn't been swept up by the joy, asked a sobering question.
Competitiveness? That was impossible. There were many stronger mercenary groups that could have taken the job, and they would have been more than willing to do it, even more fiercely than them.
"Indeed," White Sea's words brought everyone back to reality. It was true; why would such a good opportunity fall into their hands? They were just a mid-to-lower E-rank mercenary group, and for such a good deal to come their way was like finding a pie in the sky.
"Even if it’s a pie in the sky, we still have to be cautious. As mercenaries, when have we ever faced a task that wasn’t dangerous? If we were afraid of danger, we wouldn’t be mercenaries at all."
White Sea’s mud-like movement subsided, and he finally spoke up. "Which task in the mercenary camp is not labeled as dangerous, so it’s not because of the danger that we don’t take it, right?"
"Of course, this research team must be hiding something, but the secondary dimension is indeed D-rank, that much is certain."
White Sea’s words were like sealing the fate of the matter.
Wang Wei, who had been silent on the side, finally understood why the research team from his previous life had given White Sea the battle armor. It was clearly to have White Sea help hide something.
‘Perhaps in that D-rank secondary dimension, there is something more precious than the White Death Spirit Battle Armor. This item must have fallen into the hands of the research team.’ Wang Wei was no fool; the White Death Spirit Battle Armor might have been an accident, but the research team would never let them down.
This gave Wang Wei more to think about. Besides the White Death Spirit Battle Armor, he could gain something that was not famous in his previous life.
Wang Wei didn’t know much about this research team, after all, they hadn’t revealed what power backed them, which was a hidden means.
Usually, mercenary groups wouldn’t inquire too much, asking too many questions could lead to trouble.
As for being deceived, that was one’s own problem.
"So, does anyone have any objections? If you’re worried about the danger and don’t want to go, you can stay behind," White Sea said clearly, not forcing anyone, but not going definitely meant no money, and the benefits related to this task would naturally be gone as well.
"Otherwise, why would we risk our lives for enjoyment? This is impossible."
The atmosphere inside the camp was somewhat stifled, but Wang Wei quickly broke the deadlock: "Team Leader, count me in. I have nothing to do anyway, if this time it really is as profitable as the Team Leader says, then I plan to make a fortune to find a planet to settle on."
This made White Sea look at Wang Wei with some surprise, but he didn’t say anything, just nodded to indicate no problem.
With someone leading the way, others naturally followed. For a third-rate mercenary group like theirs, such a big business was enough to make them take the risk.
No one backed down; out of thirty-seven people, only three indicated they wouldn’t participate, and White Sea didn’t mind this.
Wang Wei, however, stared intently at a mantis-like alien who had joined the group a day later than him. He was the future White Death Spirit, and he had also joined the group.
While Wang Wei was observing the newcomer, others were also observing him, and all kinds of data about him were recorded, then organized into a report and sent out.
"Alright, that’s settled. Everyone, go back and prepare," White Sea said. After everyone stood up to leave, he suddenly added, "Mo Li, wait a moment."
Wang Wei was somewhat puzzled, why was he called?
After everyone left, White Sea finally took out a set of battle armor. It was an old model, long since phased out, but it was well-maintained, indicating it wasn’t some scrap.
"Your strength is relatively weak, so I’ll give you this battle armor. Don’t look down on it, even though it’s old, it was once an E-rank battle armor. When you get something better, you can return it to me." White Sea was rewarding him.
Wang Wei’s first response was gratitude, making him feel this new arrival’s alien race was quite good.
"Thank you, Team Leader. I won’t be polite. Once this mission earns enough money, I’ll pay it back to you, Team Leader." Wang Wei was quite surprised but didn’t refuse, for him, this was a good thing.
In White Sea’s impression, the future White Death Spirit was decent. If a set of White Death Spirit battle armor were given again, it would also be given to him, rather than casually to a new member.
Wang Wei accepted it, and White Sea was very satisfied. He was a good young man, worth focusing on.
After all, he could only rely on himself. After all, a mercenary’s life was very dangerous.
Even if he himself was a D-rank spirit energy user, he couldn’t guarantee 100% safety, so in battle, he could only rely more on himself.
(End of Chapter)
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