Driving his car, Si Pant was paying attention to the road while observing the personnel in the approaching vehicles to see if there were any problems.

Frankly speaking, he was a little nervous. When a mission involved considerable risk, participants, unless they had sufficient confidence, would feel somewhat tense.

But gradually, Si Pant figured something out:

"I have a full understanding of my own strength, knowing that participating in this mission does involve certain risks, hence not being too confident, but I have great confidence in this ruin hunter team I'm cooperating with!"

With their equipment and performance, they could single-handedly slaughter all the armed personnel present!

The same held true for the attacking enemy team!

After confirming that he was standing on the side of the strong, Si Pant felt a thick sense of security and a heavy sense of confidence arise spontaneously.

Once he understood this, he relaxed completely, throwing all his nervousness to the back of his mind.

He even looked forward to it, looking forward to the moment when the aggressively menacing enemies launched their attack, only to discover that there were unexpectedly powerful figures on this side, that the dangerous prey that originally only required some effort to deal with had directly turned into an invincible devil.

At that moment, their expressions would definitely be very interesting… Si Pant almost spaced out.

His sedan truck turned one bend after another, bypassing one mining area after another located deep in the mountains.

Even after leaving the mountain range and with Gesterburg in sight, Si Pant still hadn't discovered any suspicious individuals.

The journey was peaceful and uneventful.

"No attack? The information Sandro received was false?" Si Pant muttered silently.

Not only did he not feel relieved, but he actually felt a little disappointed.

Disappointed that the "big battle" he had been anticipating hadn't happened.

--Gesterburg is close to the ice plains, with a cold climate and rich mineral resources, and the folk customs are inevitably somewhat tough. Therefore, after feeling that his safety was guaranteed, Si Pant was quite eager to see military exoskeletons and bionic intelligent armor "battling" enemies with only ordinary firearms, allowing him to witness just how strong high-level equipment really was.

Another person who hadn't relaxed was Sandro, the security director of the cargo owner and the employer of several ruin hunter teams.

He was more puzzled.

His boss was a well-informed person, as had been proven in many aspects in the past. This time, he had told Sandro with great certainty beforehand that someone had their eye on this batch of goods, had organized a group of formidable figures, and was preparing to launch an attack on the mountain road.

But now, what the boss had stated so confidently hadn't happened. The entire process of escorting the goods was so calm and peaceful that it felt like an armed parade.

"Did the boss receive erroneous intelligence this time?" Sandro could only explain it this way.

However, he didn't relax his vigilance because of this. He wouldn't let his guard down until the goods were delivered to the warehouse.

It wasn't as if there hadn't been attacks from within Gesterburg in the past!

Bai Chen drove the jeep, following the sedan truck in front through a checkpoint.

The soldiers guarding the checkpoint had probably been tipped off in advance, or perhaps they had never really checked vehicles coming from the mines anyway. In any case, they didn't step forward to intercept, allowing the convoy to enter the interior of Gesterburg, this large settlement, smoothly.

After driving along the highway around the outer perimeter of the factory area for a while, Si Pant turned towards the storage area according to the planned route.

Before long, he parked the vehicle in front of a seemingly ordinary warehouse guarded by only two security personnel.

Indeed, there was no attack… The twelve Great Knight gold coins spent on hiring the ruin hunters were a bit of a waste… Sandro muttered silently, signaling the driver to speed up and head to the warehouse entrance to complete the handover.

The sedan car he was sitting in, which was inlaid with bulletproof armor, then overtook several trucks and headed towards the warehouse entrance.

On the way, Sandro, in the co-pilot seat, kept looking to the right, scrutinizing the continuous convoy, determined not to fall in the last meter before the finish line.

Scrutinizing, scrutinizing, Sandro's pupils suddenly dilated.

They reflected a car window, and the iron-black head of a giant python behind the car window!

Immediately afterwards, Sandro confirmed that it wasn't a python, but a person wearing corresponding bionic intelligent armor.

On the other side, the woman driving the car was wearing cold, rigid military exoskeleton armor.

If he hadn't had any reason left, if another man wearing military exoskeleton armor hadn't suddenly thrown his body sideways, crossed his companion, and "friendly" waved his hand through the car window, Sandro would have used his ability reflexively.

The price he paid was "no longer being excited." Since then, he had lost emotions such as excitement and exhilaration. Even going to bed with a woman was just a routine.

This had brought about considerable negative impacts in many ways, but it could play a certain role at certain times.

Sandro, who wouldn't get excited, was always a little slower to react at critical moments, and this effectively avoided accidental shootings and accidents of attacking his companions.

Therefore, he didn't rush to attack the "Old Task Force" and observed the situation relatively calmly, believing that the team opposite him shouldn't have any malicious intentions.

What he didn't know was that Shang Jianyao's "Literary Youth" and Jiang Baimian's "Spatial Hallucination" were ready to go.

Sandro's sedan car passed the "Old Task Force's" jeep, overtook Si Pant, and arrived at the warehouse entrance.

He got out of the car and exchanged a few words with the two security personnel guarding the gate.

The warehouse gate then opened, and the vehicles loaded with goods drove directly inside.

The four ruin hunter teams that had been hired were left outside.

Except for Si Pant and the "Old Task Force," the ruin hunters of the other three teams were overjoyed.

This time, the bounty was too easy and too effortless, and it was a full three Great Knight gold coins!

It was as if they had gone on a picnic and happened to pick up a large sum of money along the way. The only difference was that they were always tense and felt a little uneasy, so it wasn't as pleasant as a picnic.

After all the vehicles loaded with goods had entered the warehouse, Sandro signaled the two security personnel to close the gate while walking towards the "Old Task Force's" jeep.

Shang Jianyao had already switched places with Long Yuehong. He pushed up his face shield and, with the car window open, smiled and greeted Sandro:

"It's only a little past ten o'clock now. Is there a free lunch?"

The escort mission, which didn't encounter an attack, only took two hours from start to finish, and was even a few minutes short.

Sandro, who had long thought about what to ask and how to ask it, didn't expect to encounter such a question, and was a bit like a robot encountering a bug. He froze there, stuck for a few seconds.

"There shouldn't be any." Sandro finally understood what the other party was asking.

The reason he answered this way was that since the mission had been completed ahead of schedule, he had to quickly report to his boss, and he couldn't leave these ruin hunters in the warehouse area to stay with his own people.

Seeing Shang Jianyao reveal obvious disappointment, Sandro added:

"I'll convert it into Knight silver coins and give it to you along with the reward."

Shang Jianyao immediately smiled:

"You really are a good person, generous, magnanimous, and friendly."

"By the way," he lowered his voice and asked curiously, "Who is your boss?"

Sandro shook his head in silence:

"This isn't something you should know."

"We've all done a mission together, so we're definitely friends. It's normal for friends to share secrets," Shang Jianyao tried hard to persuade, even using "Mind Implant."

He planned to take this opportunity to have Sandro help his team keep the secret.

Si Pant would enjoy the same treatment later.

Sandro's eyes glazed over for a moment, and he said in a low voice:

"It's Mr. Ester."

Ester, the director of the Gesterburg Mining Association? One of the five people we want to 'visit' later? Jiang Baimian quickly gestured to Shang Jianyao to continue asking.

"Oh!" Shang Jianyao was very excited. "We happen to have something to discuss with Mr. Ester. I wonder if you could introduce us?"

"No problem," Sandro agreed without hesitation. "You guys follow me later."

"Good brother!" Shang Jianyao praised with great emotion.

For this reason, he said generously:

"You don't have to make up for the meal fee. Keep it for yourself."

Without waiting for Sandro to respond, he glanced at the warehouse and lowered his voice again:

"What are the goods this time?"

Sandro looked around, and also answered in a low voice:

"Part of it is potato-brewed liquor, and part of it is some rare metals."

The former is a high-priced item with abundant profits in Gesterburg and in all the "White Knights Order's" settlements, and the latter is a strategic resource for many forces.

"Oh, oh." Shang Jianyao lost interest.

After his men unloaded the goods, Sandro left them in the warehouse and led the three ruin hunter teams and the "Old Task Force" and Si Pant, who had already removed their equipment, to the Hunter's Guild to settle the commission.

After receiving two Great Knight gold coins, Shang Jianyao tossed them up and down and said with dissatisfaction:

"I think it's better to exchange them for Knight silver coins. What a big pile that would be! It would look so festive!"

This was worth a full two hundred Knight silver coins.

Jiang Baimian snatched the gold coins from the guy's hand without good humor:

"Isn't it more convenient to carry?

"Look at the people in Gesterburg. Most of them have to carry an extra money bag."

The wallets excavated from the surrounding city ruins are not practical here.

At this time, Sandro leaned over and said to Shang Jianyao and the others:

"Let's go, to Mr. Ester's house."