After taking Somo to the place, the uniformed policeman waved his hands cheerfully, turned around and left.

Although the two talked a lot from beginning to end, Sumo still didn't know his name until the end.

meet by chance?

Sumo smiled dumbly and turned towards area C to line up.

Perhaps when the other party heard that he was going to area C, they had subconsciously regarded him as a dead person.

I was able to bring him here just for the sake of those two cigarettes, so there was no need to make further acquaintances.

After all, the mortality rate currently announced in Region C is as high as 41% in one month, 76% in three months, and an exaggerated 94% in six months.

Compared to the death squads set up by the Nova Corps, this is a real death vortex.

Ten thousand people entered, but only a few hundred people came out alive in the end.

Sumo quickly walked to the end of the queue, and the people in front of him turned around and struck up a conversation without being curious.

Everyone lowered their heads in silence, holding a thin identity card in their hands, and entered the level one after another for verification.

Occasionally, someone will be kicked out because they are not qualified enough, and they will leave from the side passage with a frustrated look on their face.

Yes, qualifications are required to join the mercenary army.

First, there must be an identity certificate issued by the territory, proving that the participant has no relatives still alive.

If you have close relatives, you cannot join the ranks of mercenaries for any reason.

The second is that personal quality must meet the standard, either the route level is above level 10, or you must obtain a strength qualification certificate certified by a designated front-line organization.

Third, they also need to undergo a loyalty test to prove that they are not spies sent by foreign races to explore information.

Soon, it was Sumo's turn.

After handing the ID card in your pocket to the staff member at the outside of the checkpoint, the machine soon started beeping.

"Name: Qin Yuan"

"Identity: Orphan, no close relatives alive"

"Strength Recognition: Level 25 Combat Route Owner"

"Territory of Origin: Central Plate - Tianyuan Territory"

All terminals on the front line are controlled by Zero, so it shouldn't be too easy to fabricate false information.

As the verification sound sounded, the people in line who had been indifferent to other people just now raised their heads and looked over with surprise.

Including the staff sitting behind the desk, as well as the security guard responsible for maintaining order.

Everyone did not hide their surprise, and seemed to be dissecting Somo from top to bottom with their eyes.

"Did I hear wrongly? Or is the machine broken?"

The staff took out the card and put it into the machine without giving up and swiped it again.

However, there was no difference in the data reported between the two reports. Both indicated that the man standing in front of him came from the Tianyuan territory.

"Qin Yuan..."

"With all due respect, you are the first person from Tianyuan territory that I have seen in Area C."

The staff member stood up, took the card out of his hands and handed it over.

"Well, good luck to you!"

"Thanks."

Sumo nodded slightly, took the card and walked naturally to the examination room inside the level.

With his strong hearing, he could clearly hear the people behind him whispering and talking:

"Where are you this idiot? Why don't you stay in the Tianyuan territory? You have to come to the front line to die."

"A Level 25 Router is still a Combat Router. He is one of the best in our territory."

"Who knows, maybe there is some special reason?"

"Did his relatives die at the hands of foreigners, so he came to the front line to take revenge as a soldier?"

"No, if you want revenge, you should join the Nova Corps. How can you become a mercenary?"

"Do you think there is a possibility that he came here to improve his route level..."

"..."

Mercenaries from ordinary territories don't get much attention, and such people are almost everywhere.

The same is true for mercenaries with low strength. Most of them may be alive today but dead tomorrow.

However, it is indeed rare to see mercenaries from large territories in Area C, especially the Yusanjia and Tianyuan territories.

Like the former, due to the large number of people in the territory, there may be hundreds of people every month.

But among the latter, there is indeed only Somo.

"You, come with me." There was an officer waiting behind the checkpoint, leading Somo through the checkpoint passage to a closed room.

The house is clean and tidy, and the lights are bright.

However, there are many complex and sophisticated lie detection equipment placed around, and the indicator lights flicker slightly.

"Sorry, although you are a strong man from Tianyuan Territory, we still have to follow the usual practice and need to conduct a lie detector test on you to screen out the threat of alien rape."

"understand."

Sumo sat down calmly, with the corners of his mouth raised, revealing a faint smile.

Personally participating in these small and scattered links gave him a lot of new understanding of human development in the wasteland.

And unlike the cold data and reports, everything here made Sumo feel extremely novel.

"First question, I'm really curious. As a member of the Tianyuan Territory, why did you choose to join the mercenaries?"

The officer sat behind the table, crossed his hands, and stared with sharp eyes, "Not only can you not tell lies in this room, but I can't either. I can tell you right now... When you enter here, life is like an ant.

The situation is precarious, and this is not a good place to make achievements. Most of them are gamblers who want to fight to the death to get high."

"It's very simple. I want to kill aliens."

"Kill aliens?"

The officer paused, and after confirming that the polygraph instrument did not alarm, he said in surprise, "I'm sorry, I have no intention of exploring your past experience, but with all due respect, if there is any unsolvable grudge between you and a foreigner, join the next door

The Nova Corps may be better. As long as you have the ability, you can kill hundreds of thousands of aliens in a single battle."

"No, I'm not used to team fighting. I just want to go alone and kill as many as I can."

"this..."

The officer was stunned. This was the first time he heard such a straightforward answer in a long time.

The room fell into silence.

After half a minute, the officer came back to his senses and continued to ask:

"So, you don't want to live? Do you want to get out of here and die outside with the aliens?"

"Of course not, I will come back alive."

"All right."

The polygraph test shows a green light throughout, which means the other party is indeed not lying.

The officer recorded these conversations on the roster in confusion, then picked up Somo's identity card and swiped it on the machine.

"Although I don't know what you are going to do, according to the regulations, I need to let you go."

"But..." the officer sighed, slowly pushed the card back from the table, and looked at Somo.

"I sincerely hope that you can survive and at least see the dawn."

"Thanks."

Sumo nodded and walked out of the room with a smile, still savoring the officer's words over and over in his mouth.

dawn?

I have to say that Sumo liked this feeling very much.

In such a prosperous environment, how could humans lose to alien races?

After passing through the level, you will find Mercenary Zone C at the back.

Completely different from the neat military camp layout of the Nova Corps next door, this place is more like a modern ancient town.

Small single-family buildings are arranged in an orderly manner. The appearance of the small buildings retains a simple charm, and the brick and stone walls bear traces of time. However, the internal facilities incorporate many high-tech elements, forming a

A wonderful contrast.

Dozens of staff in standard uniforms lined up at the entrance.

As soon as Somo entered, he was immediately greeted by a male staff member from the front row.
To be continued...