Colonial Suit

Blood Pupil stayed in the gravity chamber for a full month. When he walked out again, he had completely changed. Although still indifferent, he had an added sense of isolation and coldness, like a piece of ice, emanating a strong chill from the inside out. After more than a month of cramming and training, he had begun to transform from a small hunter in the apocalypse into a space mercenary.

When he walked out of the training facility, the attendant Jack was already waiting there. Seeing Blood Pupil appear, he respectfully saluted and said in a low voice.

"Sir, Lord Hensel has been waiting for you for a long time."

"Understood." Blood Pupil nodded indifferently and got into the speeder next to him.

Back in the luxurious room of the fighter shuttle, Hensel was standing with his back to him in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. He didn't turn around when he heard Blood Pupil's footsteps.

"Sir, I'm here," Blood Pupil saluted and stood still.

"Mm." Hensel was still looking out the window, his voice a little ethereal. "I heard you've been training hard lately?"

"Everything is for survival, sir."

"That's right. It seems you understand the way of survival for a space mercenary better than most. It's a pity that there are still many who don't. They think space mercenary is such a wonderful profession, desperately squeezing in here from every corner of the universe, but they don't know that from the moment they step in here, they have already embarked on a path of no return."

Speaking of this, Hensel, who always gave Blood Pupil a tough guy image, suddenly sighed, his voice lonely.

"Zero and Heng... are dead..."

"Huh?" Blood Pupil was stunned, finally revealing a surprised look. "Sir, what did you say?"

"You heard me right, and I didn't say it wrong." Hensel still had his back to him, but Blood Pupil could notice the almost imperceptible trembling of his fingers.

"During the time you were training, they went on a mission. The difficulty of this mission was not high, but a mistake occurred during the execution, and an unexpected enemy appeared. Zero and Heng were killed on the spot. The mission failed." Hensel rubbed his bald head and suddenly cursed.

"Damn it, I told Zero and Heng to put more effort into training a long time ago, but those two guys just wouldn't listen. Can gene enhancement drugs and abilities solve all problems? If that were the case, why would space mercenaries buy so many Salons every year?"

"Sir..." Blood Pupil hesitated and said in a low voice, "Please accept my condolences."

"Hmph." Hensel snorted and waved his hand. "There's no need. I've seen too much of this kind of life and death. I just feel a little pity. Zero and Heng have been with me for almost three years. As long as a few more months pass, they can accept the assessment mission. But it just so happened at this time..."

"Damn Lumberk, I will never let him go!"

"Lumberk?"

"A space mercenary, also a Meteor Warrior. But he is known for his insidiousness. Originally, Zero and Heng's mission was not difficult, but one of his vassals also accepted this mission. So he secretly used tricks to make his vassal temporarily join the enemy's side, ambushing Zero and Heng in the battle. Otherwise, how could Zero and Heng not even be able to escape?" Hensel said here, finally unable to restrain the anger in his heart! He roared loudly...

"Damn it! If it weren't for these damn mercenary rules, I would go and kill him now! You wait, when I meet him on the battlefield, I will definitely tear him to pieces!"

With a bang, a terrifying aura suddenly swept through the entire room. All the furnishings were instantly turned into powder. Blood Pupil was caught off guard and retreated several steps before barely standing firm. The combat suit on his body made a clear cracking sound, and countless tiny cracks appeared.

Is this the strength of a space mercenary?

Blood Pupil's eyes widened. He never dreamed that humans could reach such a terrifying level, actually causing terrible physical damage with just their aura. If Hensel really became an enemy, Blood Pupil simply couldn't imagine what a terrifying scene that would be.

Fortunately, Hensel also realized his gaffe. He snorted and suppressed his aura. The room became quiet, with only the heavy breathing of the two.

After a long while, Hensel cursed in a low voice and punched the floor-to-ceiling window opposite him. The floor-to-ceiling window, which could resist cosmic rays, suddenly made an unbearable, ear-piercing sound, and large cracks like spider webs appeared.

"Blood Pupil!"

"I'm here, sir," Blood Pupil suppressed the shock in his heart and replied in a low voice.

"Take on Zero and Heng's mission. Complete it!"

"Yes, sir."

"This mission is not difficult, but you will encounter Lumberk's vassal. You know what to do."

"They will not be coming back, sir," Blood Pupil replied affirmatively, a chilling glint flashing in his eyes.

"Very good." Hensel nodded with satisfaction. He finally turned around and looked at Blood Pupil seriously. "Originally, I shouldn't have let you accept the mission so quickly, but you were recommended by Zero and Heng. For you, their last mission failed, so they took on this mission. I hope you won't disappoint me. In addition, this mission is a competitive mission, and other vassals may appear. But because of the mercenary rules, I can't take action. You... need to be prepared..."

Blood Pupil fell silent. After a long while, he raised his head and met Hensel's gaze.

"Sir, if other space mercenaries take action..."

"That's impossible!" Hensel replied decisively. "If they take action, I will let them know what regret is!"

"If that's the case, I have no problem."

"Go. You can ask Jack to take you to collect the mission details. But you must remember..." Hensel took a deep breath and turned his head, no longer looking at Blood Pupil.

"Protect yourself. Come back alive."

"..." Blood Pupil was silent for a while, then saluted and walked out of the room.

Preparation took a total of seven hours. Then Blood Pupil boarded Hensel's fighter shuttle, heading at high speed to the mission planet... MS1.

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This is a very small planet in the Seventh World, with a harsh environment. The mission was issued by a local lord, with a difficulty level of F. A rebellion occurred in his territory. Several high-level hunters equipped with armor occupied a gathering point and quickly absorbed foreign populations. In a short period of time, they grew into a dangerous force. In order to maintain his rule, this lord named Kekel had to seek the help of space mercenaries.

The content of the mission is very simple: kill or drive away the leader of the rebels.

On the fighter shuttle, Blood Pupil briefly reviewed the lord's information and found that he was a very cruel guy. Unlike most lords of the Seventh Civilization, he didn't care about the lives of his subordinates and didn't want to upgrade to a higher civilization. He invested all the resources he obtained in his own extravagant enjoyment and often took pleasure in killing people. His mansion housed dozens of large mutated beasts. His favorite entertainment was to throw "enemies" into the arena and watch them fight the mutated beasts to the death, finding satisfaction in blood and screams.

Because of his origins in the apocalypse, Blood Pupil had no good feelings for this lord. If he were on planet X35, he wouldn't even mind killing him in passing. But he was no longer an ordinary person. As a mercenary vassal, he had his own rules to abide by. The mercenary rule was to only ask about the mission, not about right or wrong.

Whether it is just or not is not within the scope of consideration for space mercenaries.

The fighter shuttle traveled quickly in space and soon entered warp. After a period of cramming, Blood Pupil already knew how to handle these situations. He skillfully secured himself in the seat and put on a special helmet. A feeling of dizziness came over him. He suddenly felt a jolt under his feet, and everything slowed down.

The space mercenary's fighter shuttle is a product of the Fifth Civilization, with a high technological content. But even so, it cannot solve the distortion problem during warp. Therefore, in order to reduce the damage to the members, everyone must be forced into hibernation during this process, with the central intelligence taking over the fighter shuttle's control.

In the intense dizziness, Blood Pupil quickly entered hibernation. When he opened his eyes again, a striking marker had already appeared on the star map in front of him.

Planet MS1. A planet with scarce water resources and almost barren.

It's almost there...

From space, the color of this planet is tan. Deserts occupy most of the area. Although many humans live on it, the main inhabitants are lizardmen, a semi-human, semi-lizard intelligent species. Through the star map, Blood Pupil quickly found the target location and pressed the control panel.

"Hiss." The hatch opened, and the attendant Jack walked in. "Sir, do you have any instructions?"

"How much time is left before we reach the target's airspace?"

"Thirty-seven minutes, sir. Are you planning to land directly or enter via airdrop?"

"Airdrop," Blood Pupil replied without thinking.

His answer made Jack slightly stunned. It should be known that the so-called airdrop entry is to use the kind of assault pod that Blood Pupil had seen last time. It has extremely high requirements for the user's physical fitness. Let alone using it, ordinary people would be crushed by the overload even if they sat on it. Ordinary vassals would not choose this mode. He was just asking as a matter of routine. He didn't expect Blood Pupil to choose this method in one breath.

"Sir... maybe... you need to reconsider?" After thinking about it, Jack finally decided to remind Blood Pupil. Although doubting the master's strength is very rude, he wanted Blood Pupil to be safer. That assault pod was really too dangerous. It was simply a suicide prop. Jack alone knew that no less than thirty mercenary vassals had died in this kind of vehicle. They were already inhuman when they were pulled out.

But to his disappointment, Blood Pupil didn't seem to realize that there was anything wrong with his choice and still stubbornly said.

"No need. Just choose airdrop. Go and get someone to prepare the assault pod. In thirty minutes, I want to enter the deployment trajectory."

"Yes, sir!" Jack answered, puffing out his chest.