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Hearing the mention of the Cat's Eye Mercenary Team by the Kangaroo, Lin Yuan looked around and suddenly realized that things were not looking good. This was not just a simple matter of bravado; there were at least forty to fifty diverse mercenaries surrounding him. While their gazes were not overtly hostile, the atmosphere clearly indicated that they were intentionally looking for trouble.
Just think about it: the Troll Mercenary Team had betrayed the Cat's Eye Mercenary Team. What an enticing rumor that was! It was important to note that the mercenaries in Mechanical City were not completely isolated from one another; they had a foundation of cooperation. They functioned like teams, mostly developing independently, but when faced with challenges, it was normal for them to band together.
Of course, deceit and backstabbing were also part of the game!
However, there was one prerequisite: they had to ensure that everything was done thoroughly, leaving no loose ends or excuses for retaliation. The Troll Mercenary Team had undoubtedly made a mistake; g-715 Sub-base had publicly announced the 'achievements' of the Troll Squad, which put them squarely in the spotlight. To those uninformed mercenaries, it appeared as if the Troll Squad had betrayed the Cat's Eye Team and then claimed all the glory for themselves. Although most of them were not particularly noble either and no one was eager to avenge the Cat's Eye Team, it was certain that they would look unfavorably upon the Troll Squad. If they could have a bit of fun and perhaps gain some benefits from this situation, that would be even better.
Indeed, while the Cat's Eye Team had suffered a complete defeat, they still had two tanks left. How could the Troll Squad be allowed to monopolize them? They needed to be forced to give something back!
No one cared about the truth or mourned the demise of the Cat's Eye Team; when there was profit to be made, who would mind?
In an instant, the surrounding mercenaries began cheering and clamoring, urging action against the Troll Captain. It was clear they were ready to resort to force if he did not comply.
The Troll Captain was no fool; he understood these rascals' intentions all too well. He also recognized that if things continued down this path, it could spiral out of control. His earlier mention of going to the Fighting Arena was merely a ploy to lose a few thousand Mechanical Coins and appease everyone with some benefits. After all, his mercenary group still wanted to operate within this circle. Unless they possessed strength akin to that of the Evil Dragon Mercenary Corps, being overly aggressive would only lead to constant sabotage from others—something that did not align with their survival strategy.
However, he did not expect that Kangaroo would be so greedy as to demand one of his integrated information support tanks right off the bat. This was clearly an attempt to carve up the spoils!
"Uh... hey! That tank won't do, but my old integrated information support tank is still decent enough; it's worth five One Hundred Thousand Mechanical Coins. Let's use it as collateral—whoever wins gets it!" The Troll Captain decisively refused to part with the Cat's Eye Team's tank. Many mercenaries were eyeing his Thunder Sound 56 Search Radar with envy, so he figured it would be better to offer up his old tank instead—after all, it was surplus. Although it pained him a bit, with two higher-quality tanks from the Cat's Eye Team now in his possession, he still came out ahead.
"Not a chance!" Kangaroo continued haggling while other mercenary groups chimed in with their own offers. After more than half an hour of chaotic negotiations resembling a swarm of flies, they finally settled on terms—essentially dividing up how much benefit each group would receive. The outcome was that through a betting match at the Fighting Arena, the Troll Squad would lose an old integrated information vehicle along with thirty thousand Mechanical Coins as hush money.
Everyone seemed pleased except for Lin Yuan, who was watching from outside and felt frantic. That old tank contained a significant amount of his valuable scrap parts and treasures! If that tank were lost, it would mean he had wasted all his efforts! Those damned trolls and those wretched wild dogs!
Lin Yuan jumped around anxiously; he couldn't just tell the trolls that his tank held treasures worth over ten million or more. If he did so, given Troll Captain's greediness, he would end up losing everything anyway—and might even find himself silenced!
But what could he do? The Troll Captain had already handed over control of that tank as collateral to the Fighting Arena’s notarization system. This was utterly absurd—a tragic situation that left him feeling hopeless!
Because Troll Captain would definitely go easy on himself during the Fighting Arena match; after all, hush money was just for show!
Just when Lin Yuan was on the verge of losing his mind and Intellect was about to crash, the Troll Captain turned around and, to his surprise, spotted Lin Yuan. He immediately exclaimed with delight, "Papaya, you will replace the Troll Mercenary Team in battle. You must win! If you lose, you'll have to pay back the fifty thousand deposit!"
"What the hell! Troll, what are you talking about? Who is he?"
At that moment, a fierce-looking silicon-based creature beside Kangaroo Captain shouted angrily. He was the leader of the SY Mercenary Team, and everything had been settled. If the troll was trying to pull a fast one, that wouldn’t do!
The others also glared in anger.
However, the troll just chuckled and introduced Lin Yuan to the group. "Everyone, this is my laborer whom I bought for one hundred fifty thousand Mechanical Coins in Mechanical City. He needs to serve my Mercenary Group for three and a half years of Forced Labor. In short, he's quite impressive, so you all should be careful!"
Upon hearing this, Kangaroo and the other mercenaries were taken aback for a moment before bursting into laughter. They no longer took it seriously. What a joke! A laborer? This must be the troll's way of saving face. After all, the Fighting Arena was the liveliest entertainment venue in g-715 Sub-base. Although they had all agreed on their plan, losing in front of everyone would be embarrassing for anyone involved—whether it was the troll, Lord J, Thomas, Bison, or any other official member of the Troll Mercenary Team.
But using a laborer as a substitute for the match eliminated that concern.
"Great! Gabi, you will fight against this laborer. Remember not to hit too hard! We are all civilized people here!" Kangaroo Captain said with a mischievous grin. Beside him stood a monstrous creature resembling a savage beast that grunted softly while fixating its single large eye on Lin Yuan as if it had spotted a delicious cake.
In contrast to the merriment of the mercenaries, Lin Yuan felt an overwhelming joy after his initial shock. Damn it! This battle was forced upon me! No matter what, he could not allow the troll to lose that old Tank.
However, he needed to think this through carefully to maximize his benefits!
With that thought in mind, Lin Yuan quickly gathered 7% pity, 48% fear, and 15% pleading tones as he cautiously asked Troll Captain, "Boss, you’re not joking, right? How could I possibly be a match? Ah, I’m definitely going to lose! Fifty One Hundred Thousand Mechanical Coins would bankrupt me! No way! I only came to serve Forced Labor in your Mercenary Group; I’m not here to fight in the Fighting Arena."
"Stop whining! If I tell you to fight, then fight! What’s wrong with staying in my Troll Mercenary Team? Fifty One Hundred Thousand Mechanical Coins is just another ten years of Forced Labor. Don’t worry; you won’t die. The Fighting Arena is judged fairly by g-715 Sub-base's Intelligent Butler. If you win, that’s five One Hundred Thousand Mechanical Coins—enough for you to pay off your debt immediately and recover."
The Troll Captain shouted repeatedly without caring about Lin Yuan's thoughts as a laborer or realizing how absurdly mistaken he was!
"Boss! Please don’t do this! But do you really think I can win? You have so much confidence in me? Boohoo, you truly are a talent scout!" Lin Yuan asked shyly while cursing the Troll Captain's ancestors in his heart—this was truly troublesome!
The Troll Captain grew impatient but wanted to avoid embarrassing himself by stepping into the ring personally. He quickly replied, "Of course you'll win! That’s five One Hundred Thousand Mechanical Coins! If you win, I guarantee I'll return your debt!"
"Well, isn't there any reward? For example, that old tank over there, I think its scars are quite impressive!" Lin Yuan seized the opportunity to ask for benefits. It was urgent; he needed to gain control of that tank.
"Sure! Why are you talking so much? Go to the Fighting Arena!"
The Troll Captain continued to be impatient, and everyone quickly contacted the Central Intelligence butler to head to the Fighting Arena. However, this Fighting Arena was not located within the Assembly and Repair Center or in the vicinity; it was situated in the D Zone. That place served as a combat training ground where normal armed training took place. Moreover, it charged fees since those who trained there were monsters. Even if the training ground was built sturdily, it would be hard-pressed to withstand the relentless assaults over time.
The Fighting Arena was established for this reason; after all, brawling was not permitted in the g-715 Sub-base, so a dedicated place was necessary—hence the Fighting Arena. It offered various combat modes: one-on-one fights, four-person battles, Mercenary Group combat modes, and team battles with up to fifty participants. The variety was vast, exciting, and incredibly stimulating.
Thus, both the combatants and the spectators could place bets. On average, a fight would commence every ten minutes in the Fighting Arena when nothing else was happening. Of course, aside from well-known figures, most fights struggled to attract attention.
Fights like Lin Yuan's against Gabi fell into this category; they were unbroadcasted matches where only those present could witness them.
The entire process was quick but quite tedious. The identities of both fighters needed to be confirmed, declarations of potential injuries were required, and details about the stakes and contracts had to be clearly outlined.
At this moment, Lin Yuan decisively requested that all rewards he earned from winning the fight be included in the contract. This included buying back three and a half years of Forced Labor with three One Hundred Thousand Mechanical Coins and gaining control of that old tank.
Although the Troll Captain felt something was off about this request, he brushed it aside. What a joke! How could a frail laborer possibly stand up against an e1-level Bio Beast like Gabi? That was a Berserker!
Not just the Troll Captain; others who had come to watch and were waiting for their share of benefits also thought Lin Yuan seemed a bit unusual. They increasingly felt that this would be an entertaining spectacle. (To be continued.)
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