Star roaming series

"Well, those guys on the Chaos are too idle, it's time to beat them." Blake bent down beside the bed, touched Oleen's cheek, kissed him on the forehead and backed away, "Next time, I'll bring skin softener , His skin is a bit rough recently, go tell that egg, let him remember to carry out the life routine of managing Olaen, I don't want to see Olaen's dark circles and stiff muscles."

Charlie Mew raised his paw as a salute, and immediately ran out of the room wagging his tail. Iger had been behind the door for a long time. He hated Black, but he was even more afraid of Black, so usually Black was in that position, and he didn’t dare to Appeared, Charlie Meow patted the tragic eggshell with a racket, and persuaded Iger, "Trust me, you will get used to it, I think that's how I came here in the first place!"

In the distance, the crew members of Chaos were shivering and sneezing.

Berth No. 426 of Commercial Star East Pier 31──Blackbird Starship.

"Hasbent, how is the recruitment of new members going?" The head of the Crow Mercenary Corps, Svett, has long red hair and a high ponytail, sitting hunched over the table, biting a light pen, writing and drawing from time to time , frowning tightly, showing that he is not in a good mood.

"It's not bad. Most of it is for our welfare and reputation." Hasbent raised his glasses. He is neither nearsighted nor farsighted. The glasses are just decorations on his face, and in a technologically advanced second-class civilization countries, myopia can be cured.

Sweet raised his head and asked with a bad expression, "You didn't find me a bunch of trash, did you?"

"This can only be determined by the first voyage test." Hasbent shrugged. It is necessary to cultivate trust and tacit understanding, test credibility and character, and so on, all of which can be seen at the critical moment of life and death.

Everyone knows that now they are fighting with the "White Pigeon" mercenary group and the "Mr. Mighty" mercenary group, and they still have endless hatred. After all, they have lost many partners who are like family members.

The "White Pigeon" mercenary group and the "Mr. Mighty" mercenary group are also worried that the crows will come back and pose a threat, and they are still saying that as long as they join the crow mercenary group, these mercenary groups will never be hired.

Generally, people who know the situation are afraid of offending these two mercenary regiments, who will end up without a place to die or have no job. Therefore, in fact, Hasbent couldn't find new members during this trip, if it weren't for the previous ones. The reputation is good, and the benefits of the Crow Mercenary Group are also first-class, otherwise no one would really dare to come.

"I believe you have passed the preliminary screening. How many people are there in total to join our regiment now?" Sweet continued to bite the light pen, and the barrel of the light pen had already been bitten with pits and dimples.

"There are 108 heroes, four starships, oh no, it should be five." This number is actually amazing, ordinary mercenary groups can still recruit so many people and starships after they are almost wiped out.However, there is still a gap compared to those big mercenary regiments that often recruit three or four hundred people.

After hearing something, Sweet sat up straight with interest, threw the light pen aside, and folded his hands behind his head, "Tell me, what's going on? It seems that you still found a few good targets this time."

After Husband mentioned some more capable candidates, he continued, "...there is another one, the kid we saw last time in Tarent's internal mech battle broadcast video, named Ryan, he promised I will join the regiment, and I will bring a starship he is building, but he has conditions."

Sweet raised the corners of his mouth and asked mockingly, "What? Noble children demand high salaries and benefits, and do the least things?"

Hasbent shook his head, "You guessed wrong. After I got in touch with him, I found that the kid is very innocent and has no intentions. I guess it is not a lie to build a starship. I believe he has the ability to get an A-level member in Talent. That ability."

Sweet's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he clenched his hands into fists, waiting for Hasbent's next words.