Chapter 1389
Chapter 1389 - 1385: Hiring
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"What is this?"
"I have no idea; the intelligent species of the multi-universe are nearly infinite..."
"Tch, useless. Can’t you be more like that other cat, at least good enough to serve as a sentinel..."
After his usual teasing of the cat, Lu Ping’an found the sight of the little guy who had fainted from fright rather amusing.
The tree hollow that served as his temporary abode had been opened, the towels thrown out, but the little guy seemed to have trembled in there all night long.
"Gray Rock, huh..."
This one didn’t look anything like a professional mercenary... Setting aside the mercenaries from Exotic Realms, the mercenaries from Earth, especially those from the Huaqi Country, were mostly deserving bastards.
In this relatively lawful and peaceful era, those war-hungry mongrels were mostly destroyers of order and life.
Yet the little guy in front of him looked like a human child with silver short hair, two tentacles, four ears, and crystalline eyes that left a good impression. The short wings were clearly incapable of flight – the whole life form looked more like a doll... In fact, if it weren’t for this cute appearance, Lu might have taken care of her on the spot as a Gray Rock cadre (youth soldier edition) the moment he saw her.
"Is it morning?"
He glanced at the sky, where the earlier cumulus clouds seemed to have been devastated by some force last night, making it a rare clear day here (Mei Yuge: They really spared no expense to stop my snow).
Last night had been a good, hard slog... The battle was so "enjoyable" that even the military from Red Star Republic only maintained a perimeter watch, with no intention of coming in (looking for death) to check the situation.
"It’s possible that the Eastern Country is already aware..."
"They definitely know by now, both countries must be more or less informed, and you’re definitely famous this time."
"...Heh, it’s not what I wanted. He’s like a mad dog, didn’t want to let go of me all night."
"It’s you who didn’t want to let go of him, wasn’t it..."
The fight with Bane... the struggle, in fact, continued.
Bane tried to lift the curse, but the results only accelerated the activation of the curse.
He even paid a heavy price, exchanging his physical body... but the curse linked to his soul and karma, erupting directly on the new body.
He was trying to lift his own curse, while Lu Ping’an was idle... Various guerrilla and disruptive tactics never stopped, leaving no whole chunk of time for Bane to attend to his own matters.
Even Bane offered to concede defeat, to give up... Lu Ping’an rejected without hesitation. As long as Bane successfully dispelled the curse, there was no way out for him who had already torn his face in the pursuit of advancement; he would seek confrontation again, resolute to the death.
Bane’s retreat and evasion were naturally interrupted by Lu Ping’an... yet Lu Ping’an, who held the initiative and mobility advantage, was reluctant to decide the battle, simply persisting in disruption and restraint.
So, by midnight, when Bane confirmed he had no way out, he began to go mad.
If you won’t let me live, then nobody shall...
When a near Quasi-God, an eighth-tier Big Shot really started to go mad, plunging his Infinite Legion into the battlefield, those affected weren’t just Lu Ping’an.
However, during this process, he still attempted to break through... This was actually forcing Lu Ping’an to a decisive battle because they both knew that only one side could leave this snowfield.
The two sides kept escalating the war, doggedly locked in battle, with death and injury naturally countless... Spectators and those dragged in were mostly wiped out; even last night, it seemed like two Rule-level life forms died silently.
Lu Ping’an’s side was abundant in terms of Rule-level combat power and strength, as well as in numbers. Coupled with the recovery function of the courtyard, plus Lu Ping’an’s deferred payment and life investment strategies, they weren’t afraid of engaging in wars of attrition or guerrilla warfare at all.
Lu Ping’an simply continued to restrain and attack, occasionally launching a Holy Fire Bomb sneak attack, leaving the unwell Bane with no choice but to wearily respond.
By the latter half of the night, Bane seemed too worse for wear and didn’t even continue the pursuit to kill Lu Ping’an... Most curses naturally dissipate as soon as the Cursers die, it appeared that Bane was still clinging to hope.
"... Gray Rock... Ah, our people... they seem to have all died."
Finally, the little guy woke up but almost fainted on the spot. She, with her highly sensitive senses, smelt the blood and resentment of too many species on this "sunny boy."
Previously, she was astonished that merely two individuals could create a battlefield of Nation-destroyer scale; now, looking at the "young man" before her, she felt the army was inconsequential...
"I’m just an ordinary mercenary, a wage worker, I haven’t killed anyone..."
The little guy’s four ears trembled continuously, and her wings fluttered from time to time, a sign of her race’s extreme fear.
"Then work for me for a while, the payment will be..."
"My life?!"
Hearing that, Lu Ping’an revealed a curious expression, pondered for a moment, then nodded.
"Okay, your life."
In fact, Lu Ping’an was planning to pay in cash and was even willing to share some profits if she performed well.
He had more or less figured out the details of her species... The little guy was like a wide-area radar, indeed a Tool Man that he needed, and she truly had no experience in killing; there was no issue in letting her go.
"..." Lu Ping’an’s call was met with a moment of silence.
"This time I’m not asking you to sneak attack or poison anyone, just deliver a package..."
"I’m not scared, Meow. I... he almost ripped off my tail! It was too frightening, Meow."
It seemed that last night’s battlefield had left a deep psychological scar on Meow.
Relying solely on Lu Ping’an was impossible to stop the frenzied Bane Legion, but through the Holy Flame, the abundance of combat power, and the assassins, Bane failed to break out and also suffered heavy losses.
Of course, Lu Ping’an’s side wasn’t having an easy time either, but Xue En and Hua Xueyi both "had been" critically injured and nearly died on the spot...
"Don’t worry, I’m not sending you to your death... Take this little guy to Tie Hao, have him speed up the search for that thing, our time is limited, and some guys won’t let us keep playing this game..."
Lu Ping’an always remembered that this was Red Star territory, and the opponents had already mobilized a Quasi-God and two eighth-tiers.
In fact, last night Lu Ping’an felt several probes by strongmen, but they too didn’t choose to enter the battlefield.
After all, ordinary skirmishes are one thing, but a fight to the death is another... Watching the Bane on the battlefield going mad, even the Quasi-Gods didn’t want to have a deathmatch with him.
Professionals at the end of their lives often display the most extreme emotions, but indeed, it’s also when their power is at its strongest and most berserk... Plus, with the issue of collecting death wages, who would risk their lives for so little money?
However, Lu Ping’an also knew he had been targeted, and as soon as he got hold of God’s Treasure, even if they didn’t want to intervene, they would have no choice but to take action... Otherwise, it would be a dereliction of duty.
"...Tell Tie Hao to find the treasure and deliver it to Bane."
— End of Chapter 1389 —