Clark didnt go back to his mansion imdiately after leaving the bar. He instead took a cut and went to a boisterous corner of the city; his destination was precisely the company- Trailblazers.
This was a place that he loved visiting when he was younger, he also brought Benny and Leo here when they were spending the week-long vacation given to them by the Python military division.
He knew how unstable he currently was, he wanted to co here and see if the entertainnt scene here could enliven his mood.
Entering, he was surprised as the place was filled up. He quickly understood what was happening; just like him, so people also wanted to forget the trauma of the war and they sought help here also.
After finding a chair to sit on, he tried to open up his mind.
It did not take long before the show started. This ti, it was for an hour as highlights of legendary footballers, and soldiers were shown to him.
When the ti elapsed, he walked out of the company building knowing that his condition slightly improved.
Though it was only slightly, he was glad as this was the first step to a complete recovery from the psychological trauma.
Not intending to waste any more ti, he entered his car and drove ho.
Getting back to his mansion, he gave Albert a recorded virtual track of the highlights that he watched. He knew that Albert was also affected by the war, this was probably his first real war experience.
After doing that, he went inside his room and locked himself up.
He first made sure that his mood was right before he brought the book out of his jacket and opened it. On the first page was a pen, and besides the pen were so scribbled words.
>This pen is a special device that can track the targets blood. When the target is in a region close to where you are, you will receive a confirmatory pulse from it.>
>The number of pulses indicates how far the target is from your location.>
Clark took the pen and held it up, he examined it but didnt discover any glaring abnormality about it so he simply kept it inside his jacket.
He flipped the book over as words started appearing.
>After elaborate investigations, our best guess is that the target is now acting as the subordinate to a Pirate King.>
>We narrowed the targets location down to the Badlands of the Dry Snake in the Sahara Desert>
>As youre a part-ti rcenary, we prepared the perfect rcenary mission for you to cover the real goal of your mission>
>You can apply for it virtually; the codena of the mission is- [The Red Eagle- Stolen Pistol]>
Seeing this, Clarks eyes constricted slightly in shock as a lot of things went through his mind. In the end, he continued and flipped over.
>This is all the information that we could provide. After applying for the rcenary mission, the rest part lies with you. Good luck, soldier>
As soon as he finished reading the contents of the book before Clark could react, they ignited, burning into ashes in less than a second.
Seeing this, Clark fell into a daze as the contents went through his mind.
The Red Eagle- Stolen Pistol. This was the main thing dominating his mind because this was the sa Grade 4 rcenary mission that he saw in his dream when he went to the Dakran republic.
Everything I saw happened in reality. He muttered, dazed.
For a long ti, hes been trying to understand and comprehend what his special ability was after getting the relevant information from his master.
When he had the dream where he was completely conscious and he could even control by fast-forwarding the dream, he already had so guesses but he was still not sure.
He guessed that his special ability was sohow related to dreams, but he was not sure as a dream special ability seed too abstract.
After seeing President Leonidas erupt in his full prowess, battling with his special ability he received an epiphany but he still couldnt get the point yet.
But combining all these with what he just saw now, he seed to have realized what his special ability was. The only problem was that it was even more abstract than a dream special ability.
He didnt know why, but his intuition told him that he was correct. His intuition told him that his special ability was Imagination.
He still didnt know much about special abilities but his soul was just so convinced that this was it. He resolved to contact and ask King, or even his master about it in the future.
Putting that aside, he thought back to the contents of the book.
He already received all the information that he needed. He was grateful as he didnt expect to receive such detailed information, this would make his subsequent work much easier.
For the first ti since the war, his heart felt strangely relieved.
Imdiately, he relaxed on his chair as his consciousness went through the virtual world with the help of his implant.
As a rcenary already registered with the rcenary Alliance and one who even had a rcenary group, it did not take him long before he found the virtual domain belonging to the rcenary Alliance.
After logging into the virtual server, he went to the section for recent rcenary missions. He directly scrolled to Grade 4 and above rcenary missions.
He only needed to search for 4 minutes before he found what he wanted.
[Grade 4.5 rcenary mission: The Red Eagle- Stolen Pistol.]
[Client: Unknown.]
[Number of rcenaries who have taken the mission: 21.]
[Danger Level: Dangerous.]
Seeing this, Clark had no more doubts. This was exactly as it was depicted in his dream, he felt like he was reliving the dream.
[Mission Description: A rich man lost his special exotic pistol that was custom-made for his son. The thief who stole it is extrely strong, and the rich man is ready to get it back by all ans.]
[Mission Reward: 100,000 rcenary Credits.]
[Spartan Currency Conversion: 1.1 Billion Spartan Credits.]
Now, Clark was shocked. Really?
Without hesitation, he imdiately lashed on to it and accepted the mission. After confirming that the acceptance was successful, he heaved a sigh of relief while lampooning about the spending ability of the really rich.
In a happy mode because of the series of things that just happened, he laid back on his bed and slept in preparation for the next day.
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