Apocalypse Gachapon Chapter 1952: Bountied

"Another form of mobilization mission exists, known as the special mobilization order. For instance, the authority to access the hunting planet that you secured for your clan this time serves as an example of this type. Nevertheless, due to their infrequency, beyond the standard handful, special mobilization orders seldom emerge."

Wu Qian observed Ye Zhongming purchasing a container of premium cuisine valued at three hundred Moonspan Gold from a nearby vendor, which made his eyelids flutter involuntarily.

Three hundred Moonspan Gold! That sum could acquire a solid piece of gear.

"The next category involves public missions."

Wu Qian pushed aside thoughts of such lavish spending and proceeded with his explanation.

"Public missions refer to assignments that any race or even individual can post. They range from minor to major. Examples include seeking partners for joint hunts, collaborative efforts in areas like medicine development or equipment forging, ventures such as establishing production facilities or cultivating fields, instructional sessions, challenge-based trials, exploration quests, and more."

Through these illustrations, Wu Qian clarified for Ye Zhongming that public missions cover a broad spectrum. With sufficient funds, one could enlist others to handle virtually any task.

"Naturally, certain more violent assignments exist too, such as procuring someone's limbs or even their entire life, family, and so on. However, the likelihood of these surfacing in public missions remains low. Only a small number arise annually. After all, issuing a public mission allows others to prepare defenses, and it carries a significant risk of revealing the issuer's identity."

The seven survivor fortresses functioned like chosen planets. Prior to the Slave Race, the Cosmic Races resembled stray canines, yet they clustered around these seven strongholds; In every regard, they far surpassed Earth.

In a realm with such vast populations and expansive territories all linked together, it came as no surprise that countless missions proliferated.

"The final category consists of commission and bounty missions."

As Wu Qian brought this up, his face lit up with greater enthusiasm, since the Star-Eye Clan primarily handled these sorts.

"Commission missions involve a client approaching a particular contractor for assistance. They outline the needs upfront, negotiate the compensation, and the contractor undertakes and finishes the job within the set timeframe, receiving payment according to the level of success."

"Sounds like employment?" Ye Zhongming inquired.

Wu Qian affirmed with a nod: "Indeed, it resembles hiring. The key distinction is that hiring operates openly, whereas commissions remain discreet."

"Bounty missions, on the other hand, lack a designated contractor but target a group of entities capable of fulfilling the objective. In such cases, they release bounty missions to spur competition among these targets. The first to succeed claims the prize."

"These missions offer richer rewards than alternatives, though they carry heightened risks. With multiple parties vying for success, those who fall short receive nothing."

"Bounty missions operate on a semi-open basis; accessing them requires a fee."

Ye Zhongming absorbed the information and pondered briefly before lifting his arm and commenting, "Terminals have reached such sophistication these days. So why do cities still maintain dedicated venues for mission acceptance?"

The destination they headed toward resembled a guild hall for missions.

"I believe two factors explain it." Wu Qian replied after a moment's reflection: "Primarily, it's about safety. These dedicated hubs for posting and claiming missions feature robust system protections, reducing chances of glitches, alterations, or abuses. Even with public missions, some issuers prefer anonymity."

"The second aspect seems rooted in tradition. Numerous races possess their established mission frameworks. They grew used to this approach from the start. Despite integrating into the Cosmic Races and technological advancements altering much, they retained numerous customs. That likely plays a role."

During their conversation, the pair reached this structure, which appeared plain externally, yet inside blended vintage and futuristic elements seamlessly.

Two contrasting aesthetics merged flawlessly in this space.

The edifice spanned four levels. The uppermost served as offices and administrative zones, off-limits to outsiders. The bottom three levels housed mission sections. Notably, descending floors featured tasks with lesser payouts, while ascending ones provided enhanced confidentiality for participants.

The duo began by exploring the ground floor. Crowds filled the area. Aside from the entry side, the remaining three walls displayed enormous screens that continuously updated with assignments. Individuals gathered beneath, scanning them, and upon finding a suitable one, they approached the surrounding array of terminals to interact and choose.

A closer inspection revealed that the listings here originated solely from Darkstrip City and this survivor fortress; nothing from the other six appeared.

The assignments varied widely, generally posing low difficulty. Youths from diverse races frequented the spot to pick missions, honing their abilities while generating earnings.

After their survey, they ascended to the second level. Fewer tasks appeared, but they boasted superior caliber. Many came from distant cities, and Ye Zhongming spotted several from other survivor fortresses.

Rewards on this floor dwarfed those below. Take a mission for escorting a trial, set a few hundred kilometers east of Jieshi Fortress; it promised one thousand Moonspan Gold.

It specified the issuer's criteria, including Furelai rank, fighting background, recommended races, and similar details.

Before Ye Zhongming averted his gaze, the entry's text shifted to red. Wu Qian explained that indicated acceptance. Upon success, it would vanish; if it failed and the issuer didn't cancel, the red faded, and it reactivated.

Next, they proceeded to the third floor without interference.

This level starkly contrasted the ones beneath.

It consisted of numbered private chambers. A courteous attendant approached, inquiring if they wished to select one for browsing missions. Wu Qian had planned to depart; their visit was exploratory, and paying for a viewing room seemed pointless.

Yet Ye Zhongming promptly shelled out ten Moonspan Gold, selected a chamber, and entered ahead. Wu Qian reluctantly trailed behind.

The space was compact but elegantly furnished, offering comfort and warmth. A movable holographic display sat on the desk for interaction.

Ye Zhongming activated it, revealing numerous missions. The incentives even stirred the Cloud Peak King's interest.

Most here demanded venturing beyond this survivor fortress, to other locales or perilous sites like resource worlds.

"Are bounty missions manageable from this spot too?" Ye Zhongming questioned Wu Qian.

The other confirmed, manipulated the display, and it switched to a prompt. Wu Qian scanned his terminal to cover the cost. Promptly, dozens of entries materialized. Ye Zhongming glanced over them and halted, spotting a bounty targeting him.

Eliminating him, the top Novice contender, granted ten thousand Moonspan Gold!

Capturing the confrontation and death footage doubled the payout!

Furthermore, this entry glowed red at present!

Acceptance had already occurred!

Wu Qian noticed it as well and examined the eligible recipients for this bounty. Over ten races were enumerated, all prominent ones!

Thus, members of these key races would seek chances to assassinate Ye Zhongming!

"A cosmic year as the deadline?" Noting this duration, Ye Zhongming sneered coldly.