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Chapter 51 - Mission Submission

Thawn saw Lucifer shifting his balance to his right leg. His movements seemingly empty yet purposeful.

"Crackle!"

The next second, a fast blur appeared from nowhere, it shot out at an unbelievable speed before stopping and disappearing as Lucifer retracted his foot.

Thawn stood there in shock as he could not believe what had just happened, he looked down at his chest. His entire chest had caved in completely. Blood started dripping down his lips as his clothes got stained with blood.

"No! No! I had only gone through one level of evolution and reached the peak a year ago, how could I be be in this state with one exchange?!" Thawn had a scary look on his face that contrasted with his weak state.

Lucifer casually said: "I will spare your life today. But if you mess with me again, I won't let you off so easily."

"Bang!"

It was then the force erupted inside him as he jolted backwards.

Picking up his big leather bag, Lucifer walked away without looking back.

Enchanted Base Hall Of Exchange.

The clerk looked at all the beast materials on the counter with great surprise. It was not because there was something wrong with the beast material, rather it was because the one selling them was Lucifer! The well known coward within the base.

Wasn't it said that he had died during his make-up mission?

"Black-web Spider, nine hundred Base points , Venomous Snake, one thousand two hundred base points. Spike-Bird, one thousand three hundred base points. Vamipric Bat, hundred base points, …, Vile Wolf, Five thousand one hundred base points. In total, twenty-nine thousand eight hundred base points in total."

"Change them all into Meta notes and give me a bone softening cream please." The bones of creatures also contains evolution progress, Lucifer would never want to waste any useable source.

"You've killed more than this?" The shop owner's eyes brightened.

"Yup, why?"

The owner replied: "Could you sell them all to us?"

Lucifer shook his head, "I also need evolution points or where do you think I would get them from?."

"What if we exchange it with an E grade evolution serum? To be honest with you, the base is experimenting with a new type of serum which required a lot beast flesh.

"Plus an E-grade serum is definitely better than the beast flesh you are holding. It will also save you money from buying bone softening cream and also saves time too."

"An E-grade Evolution serum?" Lucifer froze a little. 'This kind of serum could save me a ton of hard work.' Although a beast flesh is pretty good it would take time for him to skin, peel and then consume all of the flesh on him.

'I might as well take take the serum and it would save me a few weeks of constantly eating.'

His only loose was the catalyst. Eating the beast meat might have given Grant him special genes. Although very rare, his luck with them was quite high from experience.

"Okay, let's exchange." Lucifer nodded. He only planned on exchanging about half of the flesh on him. Then the other half would be for his own consumption.

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The Task Hall.

Lucifer entered the large hall and noticed most of the clerk were either busy handling missions out or accepting completed mission and giving back the stated rewards.

Walking towards a particular desk, the thin lady there had a few bruise marks on her face and surprisingly, her face was quite alright. This was shocking considering the state of the wilderness. Without power, women are just things to play with.

While there are rules within the base that prevented women from being constantly r*ped and taken advantage of, it still happens once in a while. It everyday I might add. People who had no money but with particularly deep needs would do anything just to sleep with a lady especially when her face is decent.

They don't need pretty, the powerful ones in the base already horde the pretty ones.

While the ladies with a decent appearance had also been taken. Leaving the ugly, broken and weak ladies for the other.

Most women after realizing they would never be able to survive within this wilderness immediately turn to prostitutes. One could go out there and even find a minor out there working as one. Since there are no pretty ones or decent ones, these deprived men prefer the younger ones instead.

Which brings us to the lady by the counter. She was decent in appearance, yet hadn't been taken. It was a slightly surprising scene for Lucifer.

But he shook the thought off his head knowing that it wasn't his business anyways.

Walking towards the clerk. "I'm here to submit a mission. Here are the details."

The lady glanced towards Lucifer and from the expression in her face, she recognised him.

Scratching her neck, flakes of dried substance fell off as she nodded here head and accepted the mission scroll from him. "Since the mission is a punishment from the base, you will receive no rewards. You are to wait one full moon to confirm the authenticity of your mission."

It wasn't until he saw her scratching the itch on her neck did he realize why people avoided her.

Ignoring the disgusting party of boils that decorated her neck like a trophy down to the part one couldn't see.

"Return any supportive items collected from the base during the execution of the mission. Like guns, unused bullets and the like."

Lucifer's eyes twitched slightly and he remained silent.

Sensing the chbagw in atmosphere, the lady glanced towards him with furrowed brows. "It says here that you took a basic sniper from the armoury, I don't see any return stamp here."

"I misplaced it." Lucifer croaked out.

The lady frowned and whispered. "You do know you have to find it right? Or pay two times the price of the weapon lost right. 10,000 Meta is no small amount."

Lucifer shook his head. "I know."

"Take this." He took out a pouch filled with thin pieces of special metal and place it on the table.

The lady felt the pouch with her hands with an obvious sense of familiarity for a few seconds before nodding her head saying to him "This is the correct amount."

Lucifer's face wasn't looking too most of his loot had gone towards the gun he had misplaced after which, he calmed down and he asked.

"I'm I allowed to venture out of the base?"

"Since there are no rewards for the mission, you are allowed to go out during the authentication period. Be careful though, there's been reports about certain creatures having more strength than recorded, leading to the deaths of a few people" The lady responded curtly as she warned.

Lucifer nodded his head, his eye inadvertently drifting down her neck. Pus dripped from the purplish tarts on her neck, soaking her blouse, while some part had dried up.

It was a disgusting sight to behold and not many people would remain in bothered by it. Before long, even Lucifer was feeling troubled by the sight.

"Thanks for the information. If there's nothing else, I will take my leave." Lucifer turned around and was about to leave when the lady called out to him.