Peanut Village, Black Steel International Headquarters.
Valentine put his hands on his forehead, slowly raised his head, and looked up at the skyscraper.
Really, it is indeed a world-class security company with such a luxurious headquarters. For such large international companies, Valentine only uses a simple way to judge their awesomeness, which is the height of the headquarters building.
The higher the building, the more awesome it is.
"Your ideas are really... simple enough." The system complained.
Valentin shrugged: "I lived in a small city for twenty years in my previous life and never saw the world. There's nothing I can do about it."
"Speaking of which, is Peanutton in this world really a mobile city?" Valentine turned around and looked around.
This is the center of Peanutton, the capital of Colombia, a forest of reinforced concrete and rows of high-rise buildings. When Valentin looked up, he could only see a small patch of sky, which gave him a great sense of oppression. The sunlight was hitting the glass exterior walls of the building and reflecting between buildings, making his eyes hurt.
"Sure enough, all the worlds are similar in terms of pollution..." He rubbed his eyes and looked at the street beside him.
There were many cars on the road, and their appearance was no different from the cars he had seen in his previous life. If it weren't for the demihumans on the sidewalk, Valentine would even feel like he'd traveled back to Earth.
"This place is really no different from Takajia's house..." Valentine sighed.
Just when he glanced around, he saw at least six different races of demi-humans, including Anura among them. There is absolutely no problem in using the phrase "a country made up of immigrants" to directly describe Colombia in this world.
"It's hard to imagine what it would be like if such a big city moved..."
There is a fantastic thing in Arknights called "Mobile City-State", a city that can move on the mainland. He didn't have much idea about this concept when he played on his mobile phone before, but when he actually stood on top of the mobile city-state in the world of Terra, Valentin felt that this concept was really ridiculous.
With such a large land, such tall buildings, and mountains, rivers and vegetation, how do the engineers of Terra World ensure that the city will not be torn apart when moving?
"Origin, friend, Origin." The system began to explain: "The Origin of this world is also something that is difficult to explain using the laws of physics and chemistry. The energy contained in a small, pure Origin Stone can be compared to the energy of the Earth. It is equivalent to a nuclear power plant in this world. And every natural disaster in this world will leave a lot of Originium. If they are all mined and purified, you can harvest the purest Originium that can crush you into meat paste, so mobile cities are not nothing. It’s difficult. The power is sufficient, and the material strength has also undergone earth-shaking changes due to the existence of the Source Stone.”
"It is precisely because of this that other energy sources such as oil, coal, solar energy, and wind energy in this world have not been developed at all."
"This is a world with deformed technology. If one day the Source Stone is no longer produced, they will be directly knocked back to the Iron Age and develop again from scratch."
"So, your mission to save the world is to make them realize the limitations of the Source Stone and develop other energy sources so that one day the Source Stone will not be available?"
The gate of Black Steel International Headquarters was in front of him. Valentin looked at the people coming and going around him, straightened his clothes and took a few deep breaths. Xing Yihuang stood beside him, his face as calm as water, showing no trace of nervousness.
"Maybe. Or, wiping out all the demihumans can be considered a way of saving the world. It's up to you to decide."
"Then I am really awesome. I have the power of life and death for people all over the world." He smiled self-deprecatingly and slowly walked into the lobby on the first floor of Black Steel International Headquarters. Soon, the reception staff of Black Steel saw the two strangers and nodded slightly to them.
"But now, it's time for the savior who controls the fate of the world to find a job, otherwise he may starve to death on the way to saving the world."
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"Actually, I hope to encounter the Black Steel Crosstalk Group here."
Valentin looked at the smiling receptionist in front of him and cursed in his heart.
Because of the experiment, Valentin's overall favorable impression of the women of the Film family was much lower, but he had to admit that Film had a natural advantage in dealing with others. Just like the receptionist in front of him, the smile on his face was so impeccable that Valentine couldn't feel the professional pretense at all. It seemed to be a sincere smile.
Valentin thought of the smiling face of the Sakaz boss lady last night, and felt that the Sakaz girl was more beautiful.
"Excuse me, what can you two do?"
"I was introduced here." He took out the envelope and placed it on the front desk, with his name facing up. The film's expression changed slightly and he quickly replied: "You two, please follow me."
Looking at Feilin leading the way, Valentine felt a little uncomfortable. The moment the receptionist turned around, he caught the emotional changes in his eyes.
"As expected, infected people are not welcome anywhere."
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Claudel looked at the envelope with the name "Free Hands" on his desk with a solemn expression.
He is the general manager of the infected team of Black Steel International. He has five teams of infected mercenaries hidden in the darkness, and is responsible for various natural disaster-related commissions that BPRS cannot handle.
After all, BPRS is a team composed of ordinary people. No matter how strict the protection is, there is still a risk of infection. Therefore, the tasks that go deep into the hinterland of the natural disaster scene will basically be completed by Claudel's infected team.
In some respects, these infected teams are very similar to Rhode Island. Their members were basically blank in the past. After all, infected people with records and abilities have been recruited, and it is impossible for them to appear in a family. In the enterprise.
This time he received a difficult task, trying to bring back some of the infected team members who had left the company, but things always had surprises, just like the two newcomers in front of him.
The old member "Free Hand" did not return. He recommended two newbies to come over. This envelope contained the letter he wrote to Free Hand at that time.
Claudel felt like he had a headache, but it was better to have someone than none.
"Okay, you two, let's make a long story short." He put the piece of paper aside and began to negotiate with Valentine. "Since Free Hand recommended you to come, I believe that your abilities must be exceptional."
"There is a task now that requires manpower. You two can directly participate in this task to earn commissions. What do you think?"
? ? ?
"Don't we need some training?" Valentine was shocked.
what is this? Let newbies come up and be cannon fodder?
"This mission is very urgent. If you agree now that you can set off tomorrow morning, you don't have to worry about the tacit understanding between teammates. The captain of this infected team is a veteran with rich combat experience. When the time comes, we will carry out the mission. You just need to follow his instructions during the mission." Claudel explained.
In fact, he was helpless. There are five teams under his command, two are engaged in trouble abroad and cannot return in time, two have accepted other commissions, and only one team is available, but this team is full of veterans, and many people have left. Now they are here There are only two people in the company. Claudel contacted them overnight, and only three of them came back today.
However, the number of these two newbies in front of me is enough, but I don't know how strong they are.
"You two come with me." Claudel stood up and waved, followed by Valentine and Xing Yihuang.
Three minutes later, Claudel and his team arrived at a training ground.
"This is a place to test your abilities. You can use them to your heart's content. Although the values obtained are not as accurate as those obtained through comprehensive testing, they still have a certain reference ability." Claudel threw a miniature Origin Stone skill to Valentine. Release device: "Mr. Valentine, you said you are a medical warlock. Now please release the spell on the machine in front of you."
Valentine glanced at the testing machine not far in front of him. The horn on his head began to emit light blue fluorescence, and a force was gradually sent into the small staff in his hand. He pointed at the test machine with his staff, and a thick blue arc penetrated the air and hit the machine. The air was filled with a burning smell.
Valentine's hand stopped in mid-air, his face dull.
Am I really a medical warlock?
So why wasn’t I so good at the Rhine Life Laboratory?
"Ding!"
The test machine beeped. Claudel stepped forward and glanced at the display screen: "Origin Stone skills are medical spells, and the lower limit of detection strength is excellent, and the upper limit is excellent..."
"Congratulations, Mr. Valentine, you passed the ability test." Claudel smiled: "And your healing spell is the most exciting I have ever seen, bar none."
Valentine's face turned red.
This electrotherapy technique... could it be that my real name is Yang Xxin?
"The strength test is here. Ms. Xing Yihuang, please use your greatest strength to hit the soft cushion in front of you." Claudel patted the test machine next to him and signaled to Xing Yihuang.
Xing Yihuang nodded, and her heart beat like a drum again. She raised her right hand, her muscles bulged, and the veins circled her arm like a dragon.
Bang!
"Strength: Excellent...the newcomers are getting more and more terrifying now." Claudel looked at the data on the display and softly admired. This girl named Xing Yihuang has about the same power as Freehand, but she is still young and has great potential. There is also the medical warlock. Although the medical magic is more scary, the power of the spell is there, one in a million.
These are two pieces of uncarved jade. Once they are polished, they will definitely be the best among men.
Claudel felt happy. He called an assistant and said: "Arrange accommodation for Mr. Valentine and Ms. Xing Yihuang. From now on, they will be employees of Black Steel International."
"But Mr. Claudel, new infected employees need to go through a meeting to discuss their employment. Isn't it too early?" The assistant was a little hesitant. He didn't want to offend Claudel, nor did he want to violate Black Steel International's policies. rule.
"Do as I say, and I will convince those old guys." Claudel said in a tough tone. He was determined to sign these two newcomers.
Those old bastards forced themselves to take on this difficult task. Now that they don't have enough manpower, they have hired two new people to come in. If those guys still dare to cause trouble, don't blame him for overturning the chessboard.
"Two, please let me come." The assistants are not surprised by this kind of thing. Claudel is one of the very few people who has climbed from the grassroots to the top. He can become one of the top leaders of Black Steel International because of this kind of thing. He is as hardworking as gambling and has enough soft power. He still holds real power even though he is in a high position.
Because of this, other senior executives were quite dissatisfied with him. He always showed a sense of arrogance in work exchanges and always looked for trouble, but he was always perfectly solved by Claudel.
This time he chose to bet on these two people and it was okay. If he won, he would gain two talented subordinates. If he lost... no, it wouldn't happen.
Claudel looked at the retreating figures of Valentin and Xing Yihuang and clenched his fists.
He firmly believed that he would not lose.
Buzz - Claudel's cell phone started to vibrate in his pocket. He took out his cell phone and pressed the answer button.
"I am Claudel."
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"So, is this the only staff dormitory you have left?" Valentine looked at the double room in front of him with a black line on his face.
"Yes." The assistant nodded, extremely sure.
This is the employee apartment of Black Steel International, where all interns who have just joined the company live. Because of the special nature of the infected team, Valentin and the two were assigned to a relatively remote apartment building, with only a double room left. This seemed to be the intention of the assistant.
You said it doesn't matter if you live in a remote area because of your special nature, as long as you have a place to live, but you can't tell lies like this!
Why is there only one double apartment left? What about so many rooms downstairs and upstairs? Are there people living there? ?
"There are indeed people occupying the other rooms, but most of them are on business trips so they won't stay here." When faced with Xiaolongren's questioning, the assistant had a dull expression: "I can't give their rooms to you."
Valentine stared at his face, trying to discern any clues. After a minute he looked away.
Not only did he not notice anything, but he was also embarrassed by the stares.
"If there is no problem, you two can clean up the room. If you need to buy daily necessities, there is a shopping mall in front of the apartment. You can get a 20% discount by showing your Black Steel International ID card at checkout."
"We don't have that thing..."
"It will happen in the future." The assistant patted Valentine on the shoulder. "I wish you a happy job at Black Steel International."
The leader left, leaving Valentine and Xing Yihuang standing at the door, looking at each other.
"Hey..." Valentine sighed and opened the doors to the two bedrooms. A burst of dust hit his face, making him cough uncontrollably.
"Two bedrooms, which one do you choose?"
He waved his left hand to stir up the dust in front of him, covering his mouth and nose and making a dull voice. Xing Yihuang briefly glanced at the environment of the two bedrooms, walked into the one on the right and rolled up his sleeves.
Cleanup begins.
…
Six-thirty in the evening.
Valentin and Xing Yihuang quickly completed their cleaning plan. After receiving some necessary things for Black Steel employees, they came to the conference room early to prepare to meet with his teammates. But when he opened the door to the conference room, four people were already sitting inside.
That's his teammates.
"Um, hello."
Four mercenaries with different styles sat at the table and all turned their attention to Valentine. He sniffed and smiled awkwardly.
In Valentine's understanding, mercenaries are extremely mysterious beings. They never see the light of day and hide in the darkness to do shady things. The words "Keep away from strangers" are written on each face, and their methods are cruel. Ruthless. Before opening the door to the conference room, he had been thinking about what his teammates would look like, and clips from military and police movies kept popping up in his mind. But when he actually saw these people, Valentine was still a little surprised.
There is a macho man, but there is only one. Moreover, he had a bright smile on his face, deep eye sockets and a high bridge of his nose. His face looked as perfect as a marble sculpture, which made Valentin couldn't help but give him the nickname "Captain Colombia" in his heart. Sitting next to this "captain" is a film man with an atavistic appearance. His hair is light black and he has golden vertical pupils. Combined with the windbreaker on his body, Valentine feels like he is smiling at a killer. This was quite consistent with the fantasy he had about mercenaries before he came here.
Across the table is a Kuranta woman with healthy wheat-colored skin and a beautiful and enthusiastic smile. Her figure is as toned as the "captain". While she has muscles, she also has an extremely plump and stylish figure. She looks like After sunbathing on the beach. Valentin likes the horse ears on her head and the big tail behind her very much. They are so fluffy that they make you want to RUA.
The last team member was special. He was wrapped in black cloth, with only a pair of purple eyes exposed. He looked very much like a woman from a certain region of the earth. Valentin couldn't tell his gender, but he could roughly guess why this person wanted to cover his whole body...
Because he seemed to hear the sound of tentacles.
Overall, this does not look like a mercenary team, but more like a team of adventurers from another world.
Quite magical.
"I'm Valentine, the Healer Warlock."
The little dragon man, who was watched by the four people, calmed down and began to introduce himself. The time of getting acquainted with each other quickly ended, and Valentin also roughly understood the basic information of the other four members.
"Captain Colombia", codenamed Alexander, is good at tactical command and swordsmanship, and is the mainstay of the team; the cool-looking Filmon is called Bobcat, and is the team's sniper. His voice is a little hoarse, but his furry hands are quite warm to hold. .
The Agor, whose whole body is covered with black cloth, is codenamed "Siren". She is a woman. The reason for this codename is because her Origin Stone skill is voice, and singing can invade people's spirits, just like in the legend. Kraken.
The last person from Kuranta with wheat-colored skin is named Valeria. She is the heavy armor in the team, and she showed a strong interest in Valentin during the conversation. Probably because of the appearance of this underage shota. She thought of someone.
"You look very much like my brother, except for the two corners, you are just cut from the same mold."
Although Valeria didn't show much emotion when she was sitting there, she said these words when she shook hands with Valentin, staring straight at his face, her blue eyes filled with concealment. I couldn't help but like it, as if there was a bottle of sugar water mixed with honey hidden in it, which made Valentine's scalp tingle.
He understood that this woman had no bad intentions and was normal when she was just sitting there, but this look in her eyes now...
Too explicit.
"Valeria." Alexander coughed lightly, dragging her back to the real world after being immersed in memories. Valeria let go of Valentine's hand, smiling a little apologetically.
"I'm sorry, I lost my temper a little."
"Ah, nothing, nothing."
Valentine smiled, sat back and clenched his right hand.
It still had the warmth of that woman on it, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.
"Both of you, I know you are both novices, but your Origin Stone skills are extremely good, so you should listen to me carefully about your next plan. If you don't understand anything, just ask."
A notebook was placed on the table by Alexander. He turned on the projection, looked at Valentin and Xing Yihuang and said.
"You must remember our plan, understand?"
When he talked about the mission, the kind smile on Alexander's face disappeared, and his voice became serious, which made Valentine sit upright and nodded.
"clear."
Within the next hour, I told them about tomorrow's tasks and plans, detailing everyone's work.
"The city of Buttermore, 60 kilometers north of Peanutton, was recently hit by a sudden natural disaster. Although the city manager activated the Originium Engine in time to escape the scope of the natural disaster, some parts were destroyed by the natural disaster and remained in place, including Thor Industries. Buttermore Weapons Laboratory." Alexander spread out a map and pointed at a coastal city in northern Colombia with his index finger.
"Our mission is to copy all the remaining data in the laboratory before noon tomorrow, destroy the originals, and then deliver the copies to Raytheon Industries' Peanutton Laboratory."
"The reward for this mission is a lot. I also asked the boss that the data is very important. We must ensure that the data cannot fall into the hands of other people. Do you understand?"
"Understood!" everyone replied in unison.
"Okay, meet here at six o'clock tomorrow morning. It's now 7:15 in the evening. You still have more than nine hours to fool around. Don't play too late." Alexander glanced at Valeria and twisted again. He turned his head and focused his attention on Valentine.
"As for you two, have a good rest and don't stay up late." He smiled and patted the dragon man on the shoulder: "There is basically no big problem with following the command during the battle. I am still very confident in my command ability."
"Yeah." Valentine nodded.
"Then, disband."
The members of the Black Glove Team left in an orderly manner, and soon there were only two people left in the conference room. Alexander looked at his old friend who was in a daze at the door and gently held her shoulders.
"I'm sorry, Valeria."
The woman slowly turned her head to meet Alexander's eyes, and there seemed to be light flickering in the corners of her eyes.
"But he's not Oleg."
She didn't respond, and the room was as quiet as the starry sky outside, as empty as sound.
"You're right." After a few seconds, Valeria raised her hand to wipe the glimmer from the corners of her eyes and murmured in a low voice, "You're right."
Then she smiled again, as passionate and beautiful as usual.
"Want to have a drink together?"
Valeria stood up and stretched, and the light illuminated the curves of her perfect and plump body. After completely relaxing her stiff body, she put down her arms and took a deep breath.
"Huh-ha."
It was as if all the bad feelings in my heart were expelled. Alexander looked at his old friend who had returned to normal, smiled bitterly and shook his head: "If I don't go, you will have to get drunk again, right?"
"But I woke up very early the next day after I was drunk." Valeria tilted her head and winked at him.
"I am the first to arrive at the assembly point for every mission, without exception."
"Yeah……"
The lights in the conference room were turned off. Alexander stood at the door and echoed, showing a helpless smile: "I will put the backpack back to the apartment first. You wait for me at the same place."
"Also," as if he remembered something, Alexander, who had just walked out of the room, turned back to look at Valeria: "You are not allowed to drink before I come."
"I know."
After receiving the assurance, Alexander left. Valeria watched the cars passing by outside through the floor-to-ceiling windows and pursed her lips.
She seemed to be alive again.
