Your Lord Has A Screw Loose?-Chapter 538 - 540: History Unaffected by the Butterfly Effect

Chapter 538 -540: History Unaffected by the Butterfly Effect

“Mori, how did an Interstellar Human Clan like you end up in such a state? It’s good to be a citizen in the Star Cluster Empire, we would die for that opportunity,” an alien resembling a white snowman asked with some curiosity.

This man was the leader of the Bai Hai Mercenary Group, a Spiritual Ability User with D-level capabilities, naturally going by the name Bai Hai. The entire Mercenary Group was named after him, and he was a bit curious about Wang Wei, who was disguised as Mori.

“Didn’t I tell you before, three years ago my family got into trouble, and we were all exiled to a lawless land,” Wang Wei said with a wry smile.

He had still underestimated the Bai Hai Mercenary Group; aside from him, an Interstellar Human Clan member, it was mostly filled with various oddly shaped aliens. He didn’t mind, considering the lawless land he had previously been in was not much different.

“No, what did you do to receive such a severe punishment?” Bai Hai pressed, wanting to get to the bottom of it.

“My father killed a first-class citizen,” Wang Wei said as if he was forced to admit it.

“Sss~ No wonder you were exiled,” Bai Hai also gasped in surprise.

A first-class citizen was akin to the children of the Star Cluster Empire’s elite; it was pretty lucky for Wang Wei’s family to not be executed. Exile and the revocation of their citizenship were almost merciful legacies of the law.

However, the Bai Hai Mercenary Group wasn’t worried. In their view, if it had been a highly influential elite’s offspring, the punishment wouldn’t have just been exile and revocation—it would have been impossible to even leave the Star Cluster Empire.

If he could come out alive, it indicated that the elite’s family wasn’t very powerful or perhaps reprisal was inappropriate.

Besides, the cosmos was so vast; it was improbable to encounter them again.

“To tell you the truth, it’s a miracle my whole family survived,” Wang Wei continued, going along with the other’s words.

Bai Hai felt some sympathy, considering Wang Wei had truly been unlucky.

While the two of them were chatting, members of the Mercenary Group had started to arrive one by one. Since it was a time for rest and regrouping, most of them went off to do their own things.

“Everyone has arrived; now I’m announcing a new mission. Tomorrow, we are preparing to protect a research team entering a D-level sub-dimension for one year. If the mission is extended, compensation will be increased accordingly. This is a great deal, not only is the safety high, but the benefits are also good.”

“All expenses incurred during the mission will be reimbursed by the research team, with one stipulation, you cannot leave the sub-dimension,” Bai Hai declared.

Wang Wei perked up upon hearing this, a glint of light flashing across his eyes. He, of course, knew which research team it was, and it seemed that, despite his changes, the Bai Hai Mercenary Group was choosing the same mission as in his previous life.

At Bai Hai’s words, everyone was stunned at first but then their expressions turned to joy.

Most mercenary jobs come with dangers, but if there were one with the lowest risk, it was definitely protecting research teams entering sub-dimensions.

For interstellar pirates and terrorist organizations, these were the least lucrative and most dangerous of targets to hit, with little to no value even if plundered, and the risk of being eradicated by powerful forces.

The equipment of a research team had minimal resale value for them.

Most research teams were backed by major powers and were not a group they could afford to provoke.

And the Mercenary Groups tasked with protecting them were not to be trifled with, possibly even more formidable.

Under normal circumstances, the Bai Hai Mercenary Group wouldn’t even be considered for such a task, so receiving this mission was beyond everyone’s expectations.

Research teams were genuinely well-funded, even providing equipment to their protectors, making this the largest contract the Bai Hai Mercenary Group had ever taken on.

“But could there be any mishaps? Why would they choose us?” the deputy leader, not blinded by joy, asked after calming down, inquiring into the rationale behind their selection.

Competitiveness? That was unlikely. There were many Mercenary Groups stronger than them, with each candidate likely to be ready and equipped for the job, and even fiercer in combat.

“This…”

The question doused everyone with cold water; indeed, why had this fortunate occurrence fallen into their laps when they were just a below-average E-level Mercenary Group? It was akin to pie falling from the sky. freёnovelkiss.com

If it’s a pie in the sky, so be it, but I’m afraid it might be a trap.

“As mercenaries, when are we not in danger? They pay us, we do the job,” said Bai Hai after the snow mud on his body writhed for a while before he spoke.

Danger is always there, isn’t it? If you’re afraid of danger, don’t be a mercenary.

Which mission in the Mercenary Camp isn’t marked with danger? Do we skip them just because they’re dangerous?

“This research team definitely has something to hide, but it’s undisputed that the Sub-dimension is of D-level,” Bai Hai’s words were tantamount to setting the matter in stone.

By the side, the previously silent Wang Wei finally understood why the research team had given Bai Hai a set of Battle Armor in his previous life. It was clearly because they wanted Bai Hai’s help in hiding some matters.

‘Perhaps… there are things even more precious than the White Death God Armor in that D-level Sub-dimension, and it must have fallen into the hands of the research team.’ Wang Wei was no fool; the White Death God Armor might have been an accident, but the research team was definitely not at a loss.

This made Wang Wei think more deeply, such as obtaining things that weren’t famous in his previous life in addition to the White Death God Armor.

Wang Wei didn’t know much about the research team, after all, they hadn’t revealed what force was behind them, which was also a form of concealment.

Usually, the Hiring Teams wouldn’t inquire into these things, as asking too many questions when getting paid can lead to trouble.

As for being duped, that would just have to be chalked up to one’s own problems.

“Well, does anyone else have any objections? If you’re worried about the danger and prefer not to go, you can stay behind,” Bai Hai’s message was quite clear – he wasn’t forcing anyone, but those who didn’t go would certainly miss out on the payment, and naturally any benefits related to the mission subsequently would be forfeited as well.

Otherwise, why should someone risk their neck while you reap the rewards? That simply wouldn’t happen.

The atmosphere inside was quite tense, but thankfully, Wang Wei soon broke the ice: “Captain, count me in. I’m fresh out here with nothing to my name. If we really earn as much as you say this time, I’m thinking of making a big score and finding a planet to get married and have kids.”

This caused Bai Hai to look at Wang Wei with some surprise, but he didn’t say anything and just nodded to indicate it was no problem.

Once someone started, others naturally followed. For their third-rate Mercenary Team, such a big business opportunity was worth the risk.

Not everyone was unwavering, though; out of thirty-seven people, three expressed their unwillingness to participate, which Bai Hai didn’t mind.

Wang Wei’s gaze was shining as he watched a certain alien who had joined a day later and resembled a mantis. That individual was indeed destined to be the future White Death God, and he had also joined.

But while Wang Wei was observing the newcomer, someone else was watching him. All sorts of data from him were being recorded and later compiled into a report that was sent out.

“Alright, then it’s settled. Everyone can go back now,” Bai Hai finished speaking, and everyone got up, ready to leave, but then he suddenly spoke up, “Mori, wait a moment.”

Wang Wei was a little puzzled. Why call him?

After everyone left, Bai Hai took out a set of Battle Armor. It was quite old-fashioned, the most obsolete of the obsolete, but it had been well maintained, indicating that it wasn’t just junk.

“You’re relatively weak; consider this Battle Armor a gift from me. Don’t look down on it. Although it’s a bit old, it was once an E-rank Battle Armor. Once you get better, you can give it back to me,” Bai Hai was returning a favor.

Wang Wei had been the first to express his stance earlier, which made Bai Hai feel that this new Interstellar Human Clan member was quite decent.

“Thank you, Captain. I won’t be polite then. Once I save up enough money from this mission, I’ll repay you,” Wang Wei was quite surprised, but he didn’t refuse. This was a fortunate occurrence for him.

In Bai Hai’s impression, he was better than the future White Death God, so if the White Death God Armor were to be given again, it would go to him, not just handed out to any new member who joined.

After Wang Wei accepted it, Bai Hai was very satisfied. A good young man like him was worth nurturing.

As for how long he could survive, that was up to him. After all, the life of a mercenary is very dangerous.

Even Bai Hai, a D-rank Spiritual Ability User, couldn’t guarantee absolute safety, so in a battle, one often had to rely on oneself.