Early the next morning, Sun Yan woke up from a deep sleep. This was the first time he had a peaceful sleep on the White Prison Star.
Stretching and jumping up from the bed, Sun Yan felt that his whole body was surging with strength and he was back to his best condition.
The room where he rested last night was a single dormitory, which was treated as an officer in the White Prison Star military base. Looking around, Sun Yan looked at the simple furnishings in the room and couldn't help but secretly sigh. The White Prison Star military base is the lowest base.
, the material supplies provided by the military department are usually very scarce, and the life of the soldiers is very difficult.
Walking to the window, even though it was still early in the morning, I could already feel the scorching heat outside. It is said that the White Prison Star was a picturesque place more than a hundred years ago, more beautiful and prosperous than the Domir Star, but it was eventually destroyed in the war.
Looking at the gray sky, Sun Yan's mood was peaceful. Since he understood the Gejin Fist three days ago, in addition to the rapid improvement in strength, his mood has also become calmer, and he rarely has mood swings.
Looking at the time, it was already 6 o'clock in the morning. Sun Yan opened the door and walked out. The time agreed between him and John was about to arrive.
Arriving at the front lobby of the base, Sergeant Li was already waiting there. When he saw Sun Yan, he immediately came over to greet him.
"Morning, Brother Li."
Sun Yan smiled and said hello. After getting acquainted with Sergeant Li and others, he liked the military's behavior more and more. They were straightforward and did not need to worry about anything.
Sergeant Li handed over a backpack and whispered: "Inside is an E-level protective suit, as well as some repair fluid and first aid supplies. Sun Yan, after entering the orange alert area, be careful with everything. John and the others look like
It’s fairly reliable, but you can’t trust them too much.”
Sun Yan nodded gratefully: "I understand, Brother Li."
At this time, John came with two people from not far away.
"Sergeant Li, Mr. Sun Yan, good morning! These are the other two members of our mercenary team."
John smiled and said hello, and introduced the other two members to Sun Yan. One of them was Bell, a third-level warrior, responsible for long-range sniper ambush, and the other was called Tom, a third-level warrior, responsible for setting traps and containing monsters during battle.
John is the captain of this mercenary team. He has the peak strength of a third-level warrior and is the main attacker in battle.
Originally, as a second-level warrior, Sun Yan was not qualified to join this mercenary team. However, his record of hunting thousands of monsters in three days made John look upon him with admiration.
Sun Yan looked at the other two members. Bell was a tall and thin young man who always had a smile on his face and seemed quite easy to get along with, while Tom was a big brown man with a crew cut and a serious face.
Bell greeted with a smile and said: "Hi, brother Sun Yan, you are very powerful! When I was your age, I was still doing odd jobs in Chenfeng Group."
Beside him, Tom nodded, acknowledging Sun Yan's joining.
John clapped his hands and shouted: "Okay, let's not delay. Time is money. Let's set off immediately! Let's go, Sun Yan. I'll tell you the specifics on the way."
After bidding farewell to Sergeant Li, the four of them left the military base and headed towards the orange alert zone.
…
Around 1 o'clock in the afternoon, it is the time when the temperature is the highest on the White Prison Star. The ruins of the city are like being in a steamer, and wisps of heat are visible to the naked eye.
At the very edge of the green warning zone, in the ruins of a half-high-rise building, four figures were fighting fiercely with a group of blood-striped cheetahs.
Bang bang bang!
Bell held a repeating crossbow in both hands. He plucked the bow string and fired arrows across the sky, shooting at the blood-striped cheetahs one after another.
Unfortunately, although the crossbow arrows were as fast as lightning, these blood-striped cheetahs reacted even more quickly, easily dodging Bell's shots, and many more blood-striped cheetahs swooped over, as if they wanted to tear Bell apart with their sharp claws.
Tom held a long alloy knife and moved beside Bell, forcing back the attacking blood-striped cheetahs one by one. Responsible for Bell's safety, this was Tom's main task during the battle, and the two of them cooperated quite well.
In the center of the battle, John held two daggers in both hands. The alloy daggers made trembling sounds and formed sword nets in front of him, making it difficult for these blood-striped cheetahs to get close.
Sun Yan, on the other hand, stepped on the [Hurricane Step], a whirlwind swirling around his body, his body swaying unsteadily, like a ghost, appearing next to John from time to time, moving his palms like flying, making up for the gap where John accidentally appeared.
Hiss!
During the battle, blood-striped cheetahs kept screaming and falling to the ground, or died from being pierced in the head by a crossbow arrow, or being disemboweled by a dagger, or being shocked to death by Sun Yan's [Sea-Swallowing Palm].
Boom!
A palm shadow broke through the air, leaving a transparent palm print in mid-air, and hit the head of a blood-striped cheetah.
In the blink of an eye, the blood-striped cheetah flew out and fell to the ground. Blood flowed out of its seven orifices and spread slowly on the ground.
After calm returned to the ruins, Sun Yan looked around, stood up with his palms closed, and let out a gentle breath.
"Haha, Mr. Sun Yan is indeed a young talent with extraordinary strength."
John walked over with a smile, with undisguised admiration in his blue eyes, "No wonder I can hunt thousands of monsters in three days. At my age, I'm afraid I don't even have one-tenth of Mr. Sun Yan's strength."
Next to him, Bell also showed admiration. Mercenaries have always respected their strength, regardless of their age. Sun Yan was only 16 years old, but he had such outstanding combat power, which amazed Bell.
Of course, John and others did not know the real details of Sun Yan. If they knew that this young man had been on the White Prison Star for less than a week, they would probably be even more shocked.
Sun Yan smiled and condescended, and then said: "Captain John, can you tell me now, what is the goal of our hunting in the orange alert zone this time?"
John nodded, leaned closer, and whispered: "Some time ago, I received reliable news that an iron-winged pangolin was found in the orange warning zone of the White Prison Star. Our target this time is this one
Level 5 alien beast.”
Sun Yan raised his eyebrows and said in shock: "Iron-winged pangolin! Is there such a strange beast on the White Prison Star?"
"Yes, this news is very reliable." John nodded affirmatively.
Sun Yan finally understood why John had been so vague before. It was because strange beasts like the iron-winged pangolin were too rare. Although this strange beast was only a level five monster, it was full of treasures, and all the materials in its body were quite precious.
The pair of iron wings of the Iron Winged Pangolin are a necessary material for manufacturing A-class fighters. It is precisely because of the rarity of this strange beast that the A-class fighters in the entire Odin Star Territory are rare. It is not that the technology is not up to par, but that
Because the raw materials are too difficult to collect.
The leather, flesh, bones, etc. of this fifth-level alien beast are all rare materials used to prepare the D-level genetic fluid, and are often not available in the market.
Looking at Sun Yan's surprised expression, John smiled with satisfaction and whispered: "With Mr. Sun Yan's strength, I will never treat you badly. If I successfully hunt the iron-winged pangolin, I will deduct 20% of the proceeds and hand it over to the military.
Pay Mr. Sun Yan 1.50%."
The profit distribution given by John was quite reasonable. If it were based on the normal distribution of temporary members, it would probably not even be worth one CD. However, what Sun Yan really cared about was not these, but the blood of the iron-winged pangolin.
Through Zhu Feiyan's chip, Sun Yan learned that one of the important raw materials of the D-level repair fluid is the blood of the iron-winged pangolin. Although other materials of the D-level repair solution are also very precious, Sun Yan believes that one
Collect little by little, and one day you will be able to complete the collection.
By then, my father's disease will be cured.
Sun Yan affirmed: "Captain John, I don't need any other reward. I just hope that if the hunt is successful, I can be given 500ml of iron-winged pangolin blood."
John's eyes lit up and he confirmed again: "Only 500ml of iron-winged pangolin blood? Mr. Sun Yan, this distribution is not fair to you."
After Sun Yan's repeated insistence, John readily agreed. It would be great if he could get a little more benefit.
After the discussion, John and others cleaned up the battlefield, repaired it for a while, and then got up and set off. The group of people quickly disappeared among the ruins.
…
The orange warning zone of the White Prison Star is completely different from the green warning zone. Many areas here have not yet been explored, and there are various unknown dangers.
As for the more dangerous red alert zone, in the map equipment equipped at the base, this area appears gray, indicating a completely unknown state.
The reason why the exploration has not been completed is not because the military department has no strength, but because the value of redevelopment of this planet is not great. Therefore, the military department has publicly offered rewards for the exploration work and asked interstellar mercenaries to complete it.
Then 20% of the income will be charged.
The three of them and John rushed on their way. At around 6 o'clock in the evening, Sun Yan and others had arrived deep in the orange warning zone. On a vast ruins, bones and limbs could be seen everywhere, including human and monster remains.
Looking at the map instrument, Sun Yan couldn't help but frown. The instrument had completely failed. There seemed to be a mysterious force in the orange warning zone that interfered with the normal operation of the instrument.
Signaling Bell and Tom to be alert, John said with a smile: "There are various dangers in interstellar exploration, and instruments often lose their function. In this case, we rely on the instinctive judgment of the mercenaries. This is also the embodiment of the value of our warriors."
Sun Yan nodded in an educated manner. He knew that John was giving him guidance. Although John was not very powerful, he had rich experience as an interstellar mercenary. In many dangerous situations, experience is often more useful than strength.
Suddenly, Bell shouted in a low voice: "Captain, we found the target trace, it's just ahead."
John and Sun Yan looked happy at the same time. The former said hello, and the group quietly sneaked forward.
After advancing for 15 minutes, a cemetery appeared in front of them. What made them wary was that the city had long been in ruins, and not a single intact building existed. However, the cemetery was quite well preserved, and there was a strong smell over the cemetery.
The eerie atmosphere is creepy.
In the sky, flocks of white crow-like birds flew by, their shrill cries carrying a strange terror and sadness. They were the common beasts on the White Hell Planet - the Bone-Eating Crows.