Hyberian Wars Chronicles

Just as Qianlong was about to move, Phantom's voice rang out.

"Warning: If you initiate an attack, your disguise will be exposed. It is not recommended to attack."

Qianlong fell silent, and at that moment, he suddenly felt a lightness in the load of his machine; the angle correction of the iceberg was complete.

A message popped up.

"All Harvesters, immediately follow the Marauder spaceship back to base. Execute immediately! Abandon all tasks, mission accomplished!"

A massive Leviathan corpse was pushed off the edge of the iceberg.

Qianlong took a deep breath and began to operate the Harvester to escape.

"Begin to remove the outer shell, plan the escape route, target the Mushroom ship."

Qianlong piloted the Harvester towards the Mushroom ship above, which opened several entrances on its side, allowing the Harvesters to return.

The surrounding Guardians began to ascend; the operation was over, and they started their return.

As for those who did not make it back in time, their fate was basically sealed.

At this moment, on the side of the Hiberian, one by one, launch ports opened.

Hiberian Captain calmly spoke in the command room.

"When they leave the atmosphere to return, eliminate the bugs following them."

"Yes, Captain."

As the Marauders broke through the atmosphere, the Hiberian launch ports fired off metal shrapnel rounds (Note: Metal shrapnel rounds contain highly concentrated black ammunition mixed with numerous blade-like metal balls, designed to explode and cause widespread cutting damage, specifically effective against Zerg).

Then, the Secondary Guns on the flanks began to adjust their angles, firing beams of molten light.

Like a meteor shower, they streaked past the returning fleet.

Boom! Finally, they exploded behind the returning fleet, transforming into brilliant halos.

After watching, Captain Hiberian turned and left.

Qianlong stepped down from the Harvester cockpit and saw a large number of medics rushing over from a distance.

Qianlong looked around at the severely damaged Guardians and Harvesters docked nearby.

Injured pilots were being carried down.

"What are you standing there for? Come help."

Qianlong was snapped back to reality by the call and hurried over to assist.

A day later, Qianlong lay resting in a temporary lounge, with Aina and Jones lying beside her.

After every mission, everyone had to undergo a physical examination to confirm there was no infection from special viruses or biological parasites.

Of course, during this time, they were also busy compiling all the data.

Aina glanced at Qianlong, who lay quietly on the bed, staring at the ceiling, lost in thought.

At that moment, a message popped up from the micro wristband Aina was wearing on her left hand.

This was the performance report for the mission.

Jones quickly opened his own micro wristband to check the performance report, letting out a cheer.

"This time it's really a big harvest; looks like we can splurge for a while."

Aina replied with annoyance, "Don't die from work; die from those little girls instead."

"What's wrong with that? Aina, your mission rewards should be quite a lot, right?" Jones leaned in closer.

Aina replied flatly, "About the same as yours."

"By the way, kid, aren't you going to check your salary?"

Qianlong slowly sat up. "I didn't buy a wristband."

"Seriously, you don't even have this basic thing? You're not doing this job because you can't find work, are you?"

Qianlong nodded.

Jones had a fascinating expression. "What a mess; I'll check it for you."

Jones pressed a few buttons on the wristband, and a projection appeared in front of them.

"Wow! What's going on? Your salary this time is so much."

Qianlong

Identity: Harvester

Pilot Model: KC-745

Mission 1: Resource Survey Operation for V42-52 Celestial Body, Evaluation: Excellent, Reward: 1000 Points.

Mission 2: Titanium Chrome Ore Mining for V42-52 Celestial Body, Evaluation: Excellent, Reward: 6000 Points.

Mission 3: Special Water Resource Support Mission for V42-52 Celestial Body (Triple Points), Evaluation: Excellent, Reward: 12000 Points.

Non-combatant combat feedback rewards:

Combat 1: Non-combatants defeated Prickly Soft Flying Bugs, Reward: 1000 Points. (1200 Points)

Combat 2: Non-combatants defeated Etu Bug, Reward: 5000 Points. (6000 Points)

Note: Praise from Guardians, combat rewards increased by twenty percent.

Base Salary: 2 months (2000 Points) with 1000 Points advanced.

Total: 27200 Points.

Final Evaluation: Excellent

Aina stared at the projection report in shock; there were actually combat rewards. It was one thing to defeat the soft flying bugs, but the Etu Bug was a serious soldier-level threat. Even a seasoned Guardian might not win in a one-on-one fight, and the Harvester had no powerful weapons, just a symbolic cannon.

Qianlong also didn't expect such a high yield, but then felt relieved; this amount of Points didn't seem like much, and if she spent a little more, it would be gone quickly.

If nothing went wrong, she now had 27550 Points.

As for Aina and Jones, their Points wouldn't be any less; in fact, anyone who returned alive from this mission received a substantial amount of Points.

Jones said to Qianlong, "Kid, with such a generous salary, what are you planning to do? Want me to take you out to have some fun?"

"Don't lead others astray," Aina reminded.

"Don't be so uptight; kid, don't you have anyone at home?"

Qianlong thought for a few seconds and said, "Just me for now."

"Then that's it; you can't take it with you when you die," Jones said.

Qianlong replied seriously, "Thanks, but I plan to save it."

"Uh, how old are you to have a saving habit?" Jones looked at her in disbelief.

Qianlong thought for a moment and said, "Saving it for later, to see what I want to do."

"I really don't understand why you want to save so much," Jones sighed helplessly.

Qianlong then asked, "Don't we have missions every month?"

Jones had a fascinating expression, and Aina explained.

"On average, we go on a mission once every three months, and the duration of each mission varies. Theoretically, the longer the mission lasts, the higher the rewards. This mission was relatively long."

"So, are you saying it's very difficult for us to earn over a hundred thousand Points in a year?" Qianlong asked in confusion.

"Kid, aren't you satisfied? A hundred thousand Points is a huge amount. You know if you go find a job, your annual salary won't exceed 2000, and you'll be working yourself to death," Jones scoffed.

Aina said, "Points are very valuable; they're not as cheap as you think. You'll understand in the future."

Qianlong nodded, indicating she understood.

"Qianlong." A female doctor walked in, followed by two assistant doctors.

"Here," Qianlong responded.

"Your examination results are out; you can go now."

"Okay." Qianlong got off the bed.

"I'm leaving first." Qianlong waved goodbye to Captain Aina and Jones as she left.

(End of Chapter)