"I wish you a long life—" Opal hummed a song, gesturing fighting movements with both hands.
Raymond sat and wiped his weapon and asked, "What's going on?"
"No." Opal said stupidly: "After the conclusion of the battle, I recalled the game just now... You played well. When you and that guy were in mid-air, you were very nervous."
"You cooperated well too." Raymond said without raising his head.
Opal said: "You can actually use a big sword?"
"A little bit," Raymond said.
Opal asked, "Who taught you how to fight? I don't remember you taking part in the mercenary boot camp."
Raymond replied, "I said it was innate, would you believe it?"
Opal tilted his head and thought for a while, then glanced at Raymond. Raymond didn't say a word, put his long-handled axe aside, and went into the bedroom to sleep. The maid and Mrs. Antares stayed on the ship for less than forty hours, keeping their bedrooms very clean by the way.
They were back at Fierce on Tuesday, the storm had passed, and a new work week had begun.
Opal stopped in front of the gate of the mercenary union, and the mission was over again, and the next mission had to find a new group. Raymond doesn't talk much, but he always feels that there are many unknown secrets. He never mentions his background, and he never makes any demands on Opal.
There are a lot fewer people, and the mercenaries who received the entrustment on Monday all went out.
Raymond handed over the task at the window of the task hall on the first floor, and the other party said: "Azeroth has no time to see you, the Nanmen Twins and Ms. Leifina have sent him a communication during this time, you have to send Lei Fina's chip is handed in. Here's an additional commission allowance - 50,000 credits added by Ms. Lefina, she is very grateful to you for saving her from the kidnapper, no amount of money can compare to her life , so this money is just to express my feelings..."
"Is she awake yet?" Opal asked, pressing his way to the window.
"Ah, yes." The staff said casually: "Press your fingerprints here, and the money will be automatically transferred to your account. Azeroth will see you whenever he is free. He is said to be busy recently... Very busy. You got 105 points for this commission, congratulations, you made the cut again."
Raymond looked up at the circular bulletin board on the wall and asked, "How long until the next refresh?"
The staff member said: "There are still thirty-six hours, your cooperation relationship will be terminated, I wish you two long life, the next one!"
The sun was shining outside, Raymond returned Opal's mercenary diary to him, and Opal flipped through it - F+ grade. The qualifying requirement is 180 points. Opal said: "How about you?"
Raymond said: "I'm still early, more than three thousand points."
Opal read his mercenary diary and Raymond's, and the two were silent in the sun.
"Then..." Raymond said.
Opal said: "Let's go together, partner, I'm serious, I am willing to give you my back, you see, you are also willing to fight with me."
Raymond said: "No. Opal, you are a good comrade-in-arms. Loyal, righteous, kind, humble, always. This is my own reason."
Opal was speechless, Raymond was silent for a moment, and then said: "The group has broken up, and I will cooperate again when I have a chance next time. Goodbye."
Opal suddenly became angry and shouted at Raymond, "You won't be able to rent a boat!"
Raymond said as he walked, "Not every mission needs a spacecraft!"
Opal: "I won't lend you the boat again next time! There's no way to get a partner! Just wait and see!"
Raymond turned around and walked backwards, poking his finger: "Whatever! Just wait and see!"
Opal cursed angrily, and stood at the gate of the guild for a while, checking his diary.
A mercenary group leader said earlier that as long as he was promoted to E-rank, he would be recruited into the group, and he could be promoted with 180 points left. Although I forgot who the head of the regiment was, but after I was promoted, I went to the personnel hall on the second floor to wander around, and I always came across someone who wanted me.
After these days, I probably know what happened to the commission, at least I have achieved the familiar purpose, and I will try harder after the bulletin board is refreshed.
So where do you go next? Lie Xing has seventy-two hours a day, fourteen days a week, refreshes commissions every two days, and releases six times a week... Week 13 and 14 magnetic storm vacation.
There are still thirty-six hours before a new round of tasks refreshes, it's dark, there's nowhere to go in the long night, the lights are on in the bar, Opal went to have dinner, stay at the hotel? No, everything is in the spaceship, go back to play games, and wait for a new round of mission cycles to start.
With a big sword on his back, he walked staggeringly under the street lights, like a lonely traveler. The street lights of Sunlight City are light blue, and the irises will emit a slight red fluorescence at night, mixed together, all in one place. The city is like a purple wonderland.
"I wish you a long life—" Opal helped the drunken man on the side of the road and smiled: "Drinking is harmful to health."
"Child! Work hard! Don't be afraid of hardships!" The drunken patted Opal solemnly on the shoulder.
Opal also patted him on the shoulder. There are many people in this city who are retired soldiers, and most of them have quite rich combat experience - such as the innkeeper. After they have made enough money, they will stop living and die, set up a small business, and live a peaceful life.
Opal enjoys the fresh night wind and begins to think about his own, will he do the same? No, his goal is to make a fortune, buy a spaceship with a jump function, and drive around the universe as he wants, to explore areas that have not been marked on the star map.
Lecter said that the star map given to him is still a very small place, at most only 3% of the universe, maybe the territory of the Republic and Empire is more narrow, where they are located, only 1% of the area.
There are too many places where the star gate has not been opened, and no one even knows where the end of the universe is. Perhaps it itself has no boundaries.
Opal bought a set of clothes at the clothing store on the side of the road, wear-resistant military trousers, non-slip Chinese boots, a vest and a jacket. After wearing it, he looked very energetic, and he cut his hair again, with short hair matching his wheat color. The complexion looks sunny and healthy. The mercenaries like to wear them like this, and some like to put some weird little things on their coats and jackets, tattoo patterns on their arms, and wear earrings or something.
Opal was walking down the street with his old clothes bag. Someone stopped by the side of the road, whistled at him, and asked, "Hi! Beautiful homeless man! Take you for a ride? Where are you going?"
Opal smiled and said, "I didn't think of where to go."
"Let's go! Go for a ride!" The man was an unknown mercenary and waved to him. Opal got into the car, and the maglev car flew into the air. Opal said, "Just came back from the mission?"
"Yeah." The mercenary turned on the music in front of the car and said, "I almost died in the Cancer Nebula, let's relax. It's good to be alive these days."
Opal smiled and said, "It's good to live. I wish you a long life."
In the prosperous night, half of the stars are brightly lit, and the city of Battle Star is shrouded in the dividing line between day and night. Turning to the deep night, the God of War star casts its blazing light on this piece of land full of blood and struggle.
Opal chatted with the mercenary for a while about their respective missions, and when it came to the auction of the Star of Eternal Sun, the mercenary smiled and said: "There is such a good thing, I started to think that the money was low, our regiment leader didn't answer it, early If you know, go and have a good meal."
The two went back and forth, Opal yawned and said, "Let me get off the tarmac and go back to sleep."
"Okay." The mercenary said, "I wish you a long life!"
Opal got out of the car to say goodbye to him, walked into the tarmac, and suddenly remembered that he forgot to ask his name. But forget it, maybe one day we will meet.
He began to fall in love with this planet gradually, and there was a feeling of sharing weal and woe.
"You're still on a mission so late?" the policeman asked without raising his head.
"Come back to sleep." Opal said lazily: "Sleep on the spaceship."
The policeman said: "It's not good to sleep on a spaceship all the time. If you have money, go to the suburbs and buy a small house to live in. There are discounts for C-level and above. Keep your ID card. I wish you a long life."
Opal passed the border and went to the IRC in the apron to check accounts, and suddenly heard a familiar voice behind him.
Xun: "Yes, yes, entrusting a mission with us can save a lot of money, at least you don't have to pay the handling fee..."
The boy's voice: "I don't have much money, but please help me."
Xun: "No problem, let me see your account first."
Opal said expressionlessly: "What are you doing?!"
Xun was startled and said coldly, "Why is it you again, don't meddle in your business."
Opal took the young man by the wrist, pulled him aside, and said seriously to him: "The task is to go to the trade union branch, any trade union can entrust it, there is a direct train outside, don't listen to him. Don't ask any Someone shows your account... what are you doing?! You wanna fight?!"
Opal couldn't help but push Xun, who had rushed in front of him, to stagger a few steps, protecting the young man behind him.
Xun roared: "What's your business?! Do you want to be beaten again?"
Opal rolled up his sleeves and roared at him with impunity: "Come on! I don't know who wants to be beaten. Did you forget what kind of dog you were beaten up last time?"
Xun's face was flushed and he was about to step forward and desperately. Several accomplices behind him obviously remembered the last time they besieged Opal and Raymond, and did not dare to do it without authorization. Opal took out the big sword behind him and slanted it towards the ground, and no one dared to step forward.
"What to do! Don't fight!" The police at the exit came over.
Opal moved his eyebrows defiantly and turned his sword back.
Xun said coldly: "You can wait and see."
Opal said coldly: "You wait and see! If you want to make money, you can work hard to accept the commission yourself! Don't be a waste here! Be abducted and deceived and lose the face of a mercenary!"
Xun was trembling with anger, straightened his collar, and left from Opal.
The boy was speechless for a long time, and Opal said, "My name is Opal, what is your name?"
"Sid," the boy said, "your name is Opal, um, good name, where am I going now? Here... why do I feel so tired."
Opal nodded and said, "Go outside and buy a map with a place marked on it. The gravity coefficient of Lie Xing is 1.3. Don't run and be careful of fractures. It will be fine after a period of adaptation."
The teenager asked: "There are... many cities? Which city is easier to delegate tasks to?"
Opal said: "The same, Sunlight City, City of War Souls can be, most of the people in this place are good, it is worth trusting, don't be afraid."
Sid said: "Thank... Thank you, I want to entrust a task."
Opal said: "Go to the union, there will be a special person for reception, I don't know the process. If that guy comes to pester you again, tell him and let him be careful."
Sid nodded and said, "Thank you for your help, I'll remember you, Opal."
Opal waved his hand to indicate that you're welcome, put the backpack on, go to the tarmac, and go back to the spaceship to sleep.
Thirty-six hours passed quickly, Opal was wasting time in the spaceship, and he was playing games until the grass grew on his head. When the night passed and the dawn came, E7 reminded him to get up, and Opal became irritable. , take a shower, change into new clothes, shave clean beard, and prepare for the start of a new work day.
Find a group, or pick up a solo mission, and keep working hard.
At 0:00 in the morning, a ray of sunlight dyed the morning glow red, and the mercenaries at the entrance of the Sunlight City Union were so crowded that they were about to fight.
"Don't fight here!" Opal was staggered and finally entered the lobby on the first floor.
There were quarrelling heads everywhere along the way, and the female staff screamed: "It's no use telling me! No, yes, use! I'm not afraid of you!"
Opal went to line up at the window of the single-player mission and couldn't find Raymond. He suddenly remembered that they were still wearing the ear button communicator, and subconsciously touched it and asked, "Hey, man, where are you?"
There was no answer, Raymond must have taken off the communicator, Opal waited a little irritably, and shouted: "Hurry up ahead of you!"
"Did you hear it! The person behind you is urging!" The staff member shouted to the person in front of him: "How do I know what the case is about that employer! It's none of our business, the next one! Get out of the way now!"
Opal waited furiously, seeing the single-person tasks on the bulletin board being picked up one by one and disappearing, shaking his left leg impatiently, a small robot flew over, and Didi stretched the communicator.
"F+ grade mercenary Opal, you have a communication from Sunset City." The electronic voice said.
Opal thought of the chip Mrs. Anta gave to Azeroth, and immediately took it, but there was another voice: "Hello, is this Mr. Opal?"
Opal answered in a hurry, and after listening to the content, he said helplessly: "I'm taking a request, what is this? Can't I pass it on to someone else?!"
"Consultation and tour guide are also part of the entrustment. The employer submitted the commission and asked you for special help. I hope you will follow the spirit of mercenary and complete it carefully."
Opal didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he turned around and left the union hall and found an empty car to drive to the Sunset City.
The union hall in Sunset City is very luxuriously decorated, but no matter how luxurious the place is, there are mercenaries quarreling. The teenager Sid, whom he met on the tarmac yesterday, stood at a union clerk and looked up at Opal.
Opal is completely withered, and with such a tossing method, his mission is hopeless.
"Is there anything I can do for you?" Opal asked.
Sid turned pale, shorter than Opal, and said, "I only know you, the gentleman said, my commission rating is too high. There are not enough credit points, so I issued a... Consulting commission, I want you to help me sell something."
Opal said: "What are the details of your mission? How much does it cost?"
The clerk behind Sid said with a blank expression: "Mercenary, I have to remind you that it is illegal to take orders from your employer in private, and you will be detained for ten days and demoted three levels in a row."
Opal didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I know the rules very well! Let's go through the process now! You don't need to remind me, thank you very much!"
Opal went to swipe the card to accept the designated commission, and said helplessly: "Forget it, let's have breakfast first, I will treat you."
This was the first time he had come to this city, and the style was very different from that of Sunlight City. The buildings were all in the color of dusk. Although it was only early in the morning, the whole city was shrouded in a faint light, very quiet.
Opal wore a pair of dark red sunglasses and a mercenary uniform, sitting outside the garden cafe, the morning light sprinkled on him, handsome and uninhibited, with a resolute masculine charm.
"I only have 3,000 credit points." Sid said, "and what my mother left me when she was alive. I want to exchange it for some money, and then go to commission a task. The staff said that there is no pawnshop here... Maybe some people will buy it. I don't know who to ask, I only know you, please help me ask if anyone is willing to buy it."
"Let me see." Opal took an item from Sid and asked, "What is this? A gem?"
Sid nodded and said, "My mother died when I was very young, and it was the only family heirloom she left me..."
Opal's long fingers rubbed the red gemstone and looked over and over, unable to see the truth, and said, "Does it have a history? How much do you want to sell it for?"
Sid: "Twenty thousand."
Opal's sunglasses almost fell off and asked, "Such a small piece of stuff sells for twenty, ten, ten thousand?!"
Sid: "That's what they said. I still have 60,000 to 70,000... I need to pay at least 250,000 to deliver the commission. 50,000 is the handling fee, and 200,000 is for... the mercenaries."
Opal: "What type of entrustment? Don't allow private assignments, it's always okay to ask the type."
Sid said with a sad expression: "Looking for someone."
Opal said: "Are there any detailed clues?"
Sid shook his head.
Opal's heart is really difficult to handle. The task of finding someone is the most difficult. Finding someone without any clues is no less than looking for a needle in a haystack. Basically, a mercenary is not willing to accept this type of task. It is a waste of time and life to inquire about one planet after another.
Usually the cycle of tracing tasks is very long, and the longest one can even extend to hundreds of years. He put the gems down, thought for a while, and said, "I have a friend who might know what your gems are for. You wait here."
Opal got up and went to the union, and the disaster finally came - the bulletin board of Sunset City was refreshed. There were noisy mercenaries everywhere, filling the hall.
Opal was squeezed and complained, and finally ran up to the second floor, pushed the person in front of him away, and asked the liaison: "Can you help me find the wrench?!"
The liaison officer rolled his eyes at him: "Don't you have a communicator?"
"Hey!" The mercenary behind him roared, "What kind of attitude do you have! How can you treat taxpayers like this! He is also a mercenary! We all paid taxes!"
The liaison officer screamed: "What is fierce! I am not afraid of you! If you have the ability, don't pay taxes! If you don't pay taxes, you won't even be able to receive tasks!"
Opal said: "I'm looking for a wrench! Help me get in touch with him!"
The liaison officer said: "The person in charge of communication hasn't come to work! Can't you go to the machinery store and buy a short-wave ground electronic communicator?! Only six hundred yuan!"
"I'll help you find me!" Someone shouted from behind: "His house is in Sunset City! Brother, please step aside, I still have errands!"
Someone helped Opal contact the wrench. The wrench's hair was messy, and he looked like he didn't wake up. He squeezed up to the second floor and said, "I'm in the lobby on the first floor. What are you doing here?"
Opal said, "Do me a favor."
Wrench said bitterly: "There's no time, we didn't even pick up the task this week..."
Opal said: "I pay! Three thousand!"
Wrench said: "Hurry up, hurry up... I won't charge you."
Opal and the wrench came down. The wrench took the baseball cap from Lily's hand and put it on her head. Lily turned her head and glanced at Opal and said hello to Opal: "Hi! Little Ouou! Hello! See you again! What's the matter? Where are you going, baby?"
Opal: "Lend your boyfriend to use it! Just give it a shot!"
Wrench: "Come back right away."
Lily said to the window: "We will find them all by ourselves if we don't have enough staff! Sister! We have 12 people to support, you can do it! When you send tasks, you just need to be the same as before!"
The staff at the window didn't like her and said abruptly: "But now we have to re-register the form! Sister! You don't have all of them, so I want fingerprint verification! Otherwise, how can I register?! I want you to cheat for you. Is it?! You can do it, okay—sister!”
Opal was so arrogant that he came out with a wrench and said, "I thought you guys were gone on Monday."
Wrench: "One of our team members has gone home to work on errands. There is one less person, and now I can't receive team tasks."
Opal: "You are so miserable..."
Wrench: "Otherwise, why do you think the group leaders are eager to find a substitute. Tell me, what's the matter? Have a cup of top-quality Sphinx ice cream, thank you."
Wrench sat down in front of the outdoor cafe, snapped his fingers, and the machine waiter went to serve the coffee. There were more customers, most of which were small teams of two or three people. After receiving the entrustment in Sunset City, they came out to have breakfast while planning. Task.
Sid explained his purpose, took the gem in his hand with the wrench, and took out a pair of lenses, a small tool box, and a radio generator from his pocket.
"This is not a jewelry product." The wrench carefully checked and muttered, "This is a synthetic product."
"Is it worth it?" Opal only cares about this.
Wrench was expressionless and shook his head slightly in disapproval.
"I don't think any mercenary will need it. If you're not in a hurry to cash out, you can give it to someone from the Galaxy Antiques Association for appraisal. If you pay an appraisal fee, you might be able to sell it for a high price. Of course, it may be worthless. It's luck."
Sid said: "But it's... my mother's family heirloom, and she told me to keep it well..."
Wrench asked: "Where did you get it? It's impossible to be in your home from the beginning."
Sid didn't answer.
"How long will it take to sell to the Antique Association and let them auction?" Sid asked again.
"It's hard to say." Wrench shrugged: "It may take at least two or three cosmic years."
Opal looked a little unbearable, and said, "Maybe we can think of other ways, is there a famous person who makes this stuff?"
Wrench said: "The material of this thing may be a little old, but the formed crystals in the universe have basically existed for hundreds of millions of years, which can't explain much. Besides, there is no factory batch number on it, and there is no manufacturer's name, so it can't be regarded as an antique. Sell, you see."
The wrench injects a beam of light into the gemstone, and after the beam of light enters the center of the gemstone, it spreads out and reflects a halo.
Opal didn't understand it at all and said, "Oh, what does that mean?"
Wrench said: "It is a technology that is rarely seen in ancient times. The crystal structure inside is relatively complex. The divergent light is refracted through tens of thousands of crystal clusters, showing different and distinguishing characteristics from each other, forming a halo. In fact Inside, the halo is made up of tens of thousands of beams of light with completely different frequencies."
Opal nodded blankly, Sid was confused, put away the tool with the wrench, and finished drinking the coffee: "It may be the optical signal control center of some complex machinery, but no one has adopted such a center in the currently known machinery. The way the signal is emitted. It could also be a leftover from a failed experiment, and I won't buy it. I wish you a long life and I'm gone."
Opal had to nod and say goodbye to the wrench, and Sid sighed.
"Put it away." Opal said, "I will return the entrusted money to you in full. There are two expedition ships today, and you can take a boat to the Milky Way..."
"No one wants it." Sid finally told the truth: "I came from the Milky Way, and the pawnshop of the United Chamber of Commerce is only willing to pay 20,000, because they don't know what it is."
Opal said, "What about selling antiques?"
Sid shook his head, and Opal said, "Listen, try again, maybe there will be a turnaround."
Sid said: "It can't be done, it's been too long, my dad may be dead."
Opal was stunned, and then vaguely guessed something, which is related to his father? Then the task of tracing people is simply a muddy mess, and I don't even know if I live or die, and most of them are released and no one will answer.
But Opal still said: "Come on, don't give up." He himself felt that this was a bit silly.
"Hello." A middle-aged man wearing glasses said politely: "Is it Mr. Opal? I wish you a long life."
Opal frowned and looked up at him, feeling that the middle-aged man was a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him.
Opal nodded, and the middle-aged man wearing glasses said: "I'm sorry to disturb you, I have limited time, so I have to offend." After saying that, he pressed his right fist on his left shoulder and bowed politely. After regaining his senses, he got up and saluted, and the two of them touched their fists lightly. Opal said: "Tell me this way, Sid, wait for me for a while."
The middle-aged man said to Sid, "I won't take up too much of your time."
Opal asked the waiter to serve coffee, and sat at another table with the middle-aged man. After looking at him for a while, he always felt that this man was very familiar. His face has a sense of vicissitudes and mature masculine charm. He looks quite old. The eyes behind the glasses are wise and warlike. He has only seen this kind of look in Lecter's eyes. There is a wonderful sense of harmony between elegance and roughness.
The middle-aged man has short brown-red hair, the hair on the temples slightly blocks his ears, and the stubble on the side of his face is livid and sexy.
His fingers were thick and long, his hands were large, and he wore two rings on his middle and index fingers.
Opal really couldn't remember where he had seen this person, but he couldn't tell how familiar he was.
"Introduce myself, my name is Krilaus Ben Azeroth." The middle-aged man said.
Opal: "… "
Opal suddenly realized: "So you shaved your beard and cut your hair short! I said!"
Azeroth said: "Occasionally... also trim it."
The two were relatively speechless for a moment, and then Opal realized that sitting in front of him was the spiritual pillar of the entire God of War galaxy—the legendary undefeated God of War, the mercenary king Azeroth.