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"Wait a minute!"
Before the office worker could respond, Vegeta's voice suddenly cut through the air. Everyone turned their gaze toward Vegeta, puzzled.
"From now on, I will be taking control here," Vegeta declared with a sinister smile.
"What did you say?"
In an instant, Kieran's expression turned furious as he aimed his gun at Vegeta. However, before he could pull the trigger, he found himself flying backward uncontrollably.
"Bang!"
The sound of Kieran's body hitting the ground echoed through the space. He was thrown over ten meters away, tasting blood in his throat.
"Ugh!"
The next second, he spat out a mouthful of blood, staining the white surroundings with a splash of red.
"You!"
Kieran stared at Vegeta in disbelief. He hadn't even seen Vegeta move. The others around them were similarly stunned.
"Sir!"
The office worker, now trembling, knelt before Vegeta instead of Kieran.
[Ding! No attacks allowed during preparation time. First warning. Further infractions will be punished.]
As Vegeta received this warning from the system, he also gleaned new information.
"Alright, from now on, I am in charge. You will hand over 50% of your final rewards from this mission to me. Any objections?" Vegeta demanded, his tone leaving no room for argument.
Everyone was momentarily speechless. They had thought they had escaped one tyrant, only to fall into the hands of another. However, the terms hadn't changed—just the person demanding the reward.
"Um, sir, he has a gun..." the office worker cautiously reminded Vegeta.
"Just a useless gun. You can get your own weapons from the starter pack. But I advise you to choose wisely," Vegeta responded coldly.
"There are four minutes left. You can either sign a contract with me now or face the consequences in the mission," he added, looking at the office worker with a piercing gaze.
"This..."
Vegeta's warning left everyone in a tense silence.
"To hell with all of you!"
Suddenly, the thug who had been attacked earlier by Kieran pulled out his newly acquired Desert Eagle and fired two shots at Vegeta.
"Bang! Bang!"
The sound of the gunfire made everyone jump. They instinctively checked their bodies, relieved to find no new bullet holes.
They then looked up at Vegeta, who stood there, arms crossed, unscathed and indifferent.
The thug stared at Vegeta in shock and terror, as if he were looking at a monster.
Seeing the thug's reaction, the others realized what might have happened and looked at Vegeta with a mix of fear and uncertainty.
"Impressive courage, attacking me," Vegeta said, turning his gaze to the thug. His aura became menacing, locking the thug in place with fear.
The thug felt as if he were drowning in a sea of blood, his body frozen in terror.
Vegeta, having delivered his warning, decided not to take further action. Killing the thug now would risk punishment from the reincarnation space. It wasn't worth jeopardizing his access to its resources for a trivial opponent.
"Sir, my reincarnation number is 006669. I wish to sign a contract with you," the office worker said, stepping forward despite the tense atmosphere.
"Good. Reincarnation space, I want to form a temporary alliance with reincarnation number 006669 for this mission. He will give me 50% of his rewards," Vegeta declared.
[Ding! Contract initiated. Waiting for reincarnation number 006669 to agree.]
[Ding! Reincarnation number 006669 has agreed. Contract established.]
[Ding! Note: Due to the temporary alliance with reincarnation number 006669, you cannot attack each other during this mission. Any damage between you will be reduced by 50%.]
Within seconds, a series of notifications rang in Vegeta's ears, confirming the terms of the contract.
Seeing this information, Vegeta understood that the temporary alliance was more than just a verbal agreement.