"Hey, Jack, your big tame, just like your name, has become normal again."
A voice made Jack, who was feeding his beast on the side, turn his head and look over with a little displeasure. He saw Adlon swaying his body and walking towards this side with his dreadlocks swinging. Behind him, followed by a tall
The snow-white mutated reindeer wandered around the camp as proudly as its owner.
"You shameless guy, get away from me!"
Jack cursed and continued to feed his mount. Reindeer, as one of the few herbivorous life forms in the apocalypse, have very high requirements for feed. Only mutant plants with an evolutionary level of four or above can feed them.
mouth.
What Jack is holding now is a mutant plant called Black Fern Cattail. This plant is level four. The magic crystal has been dug out, and the remaining branches and leaves weigh about five kilograms.
It seems like a lot, but compared to the mutated reindeer, which often weighs over one ton and nearly two tons, it's a drop in the bucket.
Yes, Jack's mutant reindeer can't get enough to eat.
In North America and Alaska, this is nothing new.
This place is a little different from another continent. There are also many large organizations here, which are rigorous and powerful, but there is also a popular culture - mercenary culture.
Among them, mercenary groups and single mercenaries subdivide this culture into two parts.
Perhaps it is because the people here have a deep-rooted need for freedom in their characters, which makes them reluctant to be managed and ordered.
For them, perhaps freedom is indeed higher than love and even life.
The popularity of mercenary culture has formed a habitual employment relationship between people and organizations here. When some organizations have tasks, they will hire mercenaries to complete them, or directly list the rewards for the mercenaries.
Do it yourself.
Once a habit is formed with many things, they will keep moving forward until they become unadapted and eliminated.
In North America, it is obvious that the mercenary system has not reached its end. Although it has its drawbacks, it is still a mainstream behavior. However, the law of survival of the fittest also applies here.
Jack is a person who feels it more deeply.
He was originally a soldier in a mercenary group. Since he hated looking for customers and bargaining for prices, being in a mercenary group allowed him to avoid these troubles. Jack didn't feel anything bad about receiving his salary every month.
However, this is after all an era where strength is the most important thing. With his salary, he wants to continue to evolve, but at a slow pace.
In addition to several missions, Jack realized that someone was using him as cannon fodder, so he left the mercenary group in anger and became a freelance mercenary. In order to receive more missions, he used his savings to buy a level 3 mutant
The reindeer war beast has become a very famous reindeer cavalry in Alaska.
However, a freelance mercenary has to accept tasks by himself and bargain with his employer. These are not Jack's strengths. Often, for the same dangerous tasks, his pay is less than others. Over time, his income is actually not as good as that of others.
When I was in the mercenary group.
It would be fine if he had to pay it off himself, but now he has a mutated reindeer to feed. Jack, who is already a five-star evolutionist, often goes hungry and has to buy good feed to feed his war beast.
But first, the number of mutated plants in the North is relatively small, and the reindeer can eat less, so the price of feed is high. Second, the mutated reindeer can eat too much, and the daily food intake puts Jack under heavy pressure, not to mention making money for
If he buys the six-star evolution potion, the daily food expenses for him and the reindeer will be a problem.
Mutated reindeer have a characteristic, that is, when their nutrition cannot keep up, they will not be so weak that they have no fighting power, but will be degraded and their strength will also decrease, but they will not become useless.
The war beast, which had been upgraded once by Jack to become a fourth-level mutant reindeer, was now downgraded to the third level because it could not keep up with nutrition and could not eat enough.
So Adlon would laugh at the reindeer, just like Jack.
Once upon a time, the two were companions in the same mercenary group, and Adlon was also Jack's captain. There is no evidence that Jack is used as cannon fodder, and it must have something to do with Adlon.
Naturally, there will be no friendship between two people.
This time, a big force issued a generous call-up order to hire mercenaries in Alaska. No one knew exactly what they were doing, but they knew it was very dangerous.
But the reward was very high, basically more than three times the usual amount. Not only did he recruit mercenary groups, but he also recruited free mercenaries above the four-star level, so Adlon and Jack met here.
"Jack, you are pretty good and you are still a reindeer knight. Do you want to come back? I can..."
Before Adlon could finish speaking, a sudden light shone brightly in the direction behind him, causing everyone in the camp to cover their eyes. After a moment, the light became softer, and everyone looked in that direction.
After a few seconds, a man's shout spread throughout the camp.
"Assemble! Assemble! In half an hour, everyone will set off. The target is Denali Mountain!"
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"How's it going? How much did you catch?"
A strong black woman walked over to another woman with gray hair and sat down there.
"Well, it's not bad."
The gray-haired woman is a pure Caucasian, which is in sharp contrast to the black woman. However, the facial features of both women are very deep and delicate, and they have rare beauty.
The black woman glanced at the ground next to her, where there were four fish of different sizes stuck with metal arrows. Each one was ferocious and terrifying, with sharp teeth exposed, but they were all dead and frozen into ice sculptures.
"And there are canvas carp? It's a good meal tonight."
The meat of canvas carp is very tender, cut into two millimeter slices, fried on a hot pan for a few seconds, sprinkled with some fine salt and crushed chili, the taste is unforgettable.
"It's not enough to feed you alone."
After the white-haired woman finished speaking, the two of them laughed together. But they soon fell into silence together.
"Ella, is the information you got accurate? We...can't afford another failure."
The black woman was silent for a moment and said in a low voice.
The green-gleaming fishing rod in the white-haired woman's hand shook for a moment, then stabilized. There were ripples of water in the ice cave on the lake in front of her.
"For this news, I stayed with that disgusting guy for two days and two nights. If it is false, I will not make it easy for him."
After saying that, he looked sideways at the woman in black and said, "Gianna, you will accompany me then, right?"
The woman in black laughed and hugged her companion hard: "Of course, I will work with you to cut off something from that guy! Let him know how powerful our female camp is!"