Doomsday Roulette

1612. Chapter 1612 influence gathering (on)

Chapter 1612 influence gathering (on)

“Hey, Jack, your tamer is the same as your name, and it’s normal.”

A voice made Jack feed his war beast on one side, turned his head a little, and looked upset, and saw Adlon swinging his body, shaking a dirty pigtail towards this side, behind him, followed by a tall head The snow white mutated reindeer, like its owner, walks high in the camp.

“Your shameless guy, get out of me!”

Jack cursed and continued to feed his mounts. Reindeer is one of the few herbivorous lives among apocalypse and has high requirements for feed. Only those Mutant Plants whose Evolution Level is above Level 4 can access them. Mouth.

Now Jack is holding a Mutant Plant called Black Fern, which is Level 4. The magic crystal has been dug out, and the remaining branches and leaves are about five pounds.

It may seem like a lot, but compared to a mutated reindeer moving one ton more than nearly two tons of weight, it means a little bit of water.

Yes, Jack’s mutated reindeer can’t eat enough.

In North America and Alaska, this is nothing new.

This is a little different from the other continental. There are also many large organizations here, rigorous and powerful, but also a culture-mercenary culture.

Among them, Mercenary Corps and single-person mercenaries have broken down this culture into two parts.

Perhaps it is because of the deep-rooted nature of freedom that characterizes people here, making them less willing to be managed and ordered.

In them, freedom is indeed higher than love or even life.

The popularity of mercenary culture has created a habitual employment relationship between people and organizations here. Some organizations have a mission, and they will hire mercenaries to complete it, or list the compensation directly, and let the mercenaries do it themselves.

Once a lot of things have formed a habit, they will keep moving forward until they are eliminated after they don’t adapt.

In North America, it is clear that the mercenary system has not yet reached the point where the mountains and rivers have been exhausted. Although it has such disadvantages, it is still a mainstream behavior. It’s just that the rules of survival of the fittest apply here as well.

Jack is a person who feels more deeply.

He was originally a Mercenary Corps fighter, and because he hated finding customers and bargaining, Mercenary Corps was able to dispense with these hassles, and holding a salary every month, Jack didn’t feel bad.

But now, after all, it is an age of respect for strength. He is holding a salary and wants to continue to evolve slowly.

With several missions, Jack noticed that someone was using him as a cannon fodder, so he left Mercenary Corps and became a free mercenary. In order to receive more missions, he used his savings to purchase a Level 3 mutated reindeer war beast, and became a very famous reindeer cavalry in Alaska.

However, freelance mercenaries have to accept missions themselves and bargain with employers. These are not Jack’s strengths. Often, equally dangerous missions. His reward is less than others. Over time, his income is actually a bit worse than In Mercenary Corps.

If he had returned that’s all by himself, now there is a mutated reindeer to feed. Jack, who is already a 5-Star Evolved, often buys good fodder to feed his war beast.

But first, the number of Mutant Plants in the north is relatively small, and reindeer can eat less, so the feed price is high. The second is that the mutated reindeer is too edible. The daily food intake makes Jack feel the heavy pressure. Not to mention making money to buy 6-Star Evolution Potion for himself, it is that his and the reindeer’s daily food expenses are a problem.

A mutated reindeer has a characteristic that when nutrition can’t keep up, they will not be weak enough without battle power, but will be downgraded, and their strength will also decline, but they will not become useless.

Originally fed by Jack and upgraded once to become a Level 4 mutated reindeer war beast, because nutrition can’t keep up, can’t eat enough, now it has returned to Level 3.

Adlon would laugh at the reindeer as well as Jack.

Once, the two were companions, in the same Mercenary Corps, and Adlon was Jack Captain. Treating Jack as a cannon fodder with little evidence is definitely related to Adlon.

Between two people, naturally will not be friendly.

At this time, a great influence issued a generous summons order to hire mercenaries in Alaska. No one knows exactly what to do, but only knows that it is dangerous.

The remuneration is very high, basically more than three times the usual, not only recruiting Mercenary Corps, but also recruiting free mercenaries above 4-Star level, so Adlon and Jack met here.

“Jack, you’re good. Now it’s Knight Reindeer. Do you want to come back? I can …”

Before Adlon finished speaking, suddenly the rays of light masterpiece in the direction behind him made everyone in the camp cover his eyes. After a while, the rays of light softened a little, and everyone moved towards looking over there.

A few seconds later, a shout of a person spread throughout the camp.

“Gather! Gather! Half an hour later, all set off, goal, Denali Hill!”

………………………………

“How’s it going?”

A sturdy black woman walked to another gray-haired woman and sat there with her butt.

“Well, not bad.”

Women with gray hair are purely white, contrasting with black women. However, the facial features of both of them are deep and exquisite, with rare beauty.

The black woman glanced at the ground next to it. There were four kinds of fish of different sizes in a metal arrow, each of which was terrifying and showing sharpness teeth, but they were all dead and frozen into ice sculpture.

“And the canvas carp? I have a mouthful at night.”

The flesh of the canvas carp is very tender, cut into two millimeter thin slices, fried for a few seconds on a hot pan, sprinkled with some fine salt and crushed pepper, the taste is unforgettable.

“Not enough for you to eat alone.”

After the white-haired woman finished speaking, the two laughed together. But soon they fell into peace together.

“Ira, is the information you received accurate? We … can’t afford to fail again.”

The black woman was silent and said in a low voice.

The white-haired woman shook a fishing rod with green rays of light in her hand, then stabilized, and there were water ripples in the ice cave in front of the lake.

“For this news, I accompanied the disgusting guy for two days and two nights. If it was fake, I wouldn’t make him feel better.”

After that, she looked at the black clothed woman and said, “Jiana, will you stay with me then?”

The black clothed woman laughed and gave her companion a hard punch: “Of course, I will be with you and cut something from that guy! Let him know how powerful our women’s camp is!”

(End of this chapter)