Arleans had the same physiology as humans; the only difference was their well-proportioned bodies and crimson-red eyes.
Looking at one of the photos, it was clear that this man was trying to hide his identity.
In all the pictures he saw from the file, the eyes were always deliberately covered up.
Furthermore, seeing that he lives in the center of Landon City, which could only be rented or bought by Arleans, it was pretty clear it was his target.
An Arleanian didn't have an ID? Isn't this too obvious?
"Bingo!"
As he was celebrating with happiness, another message notification came from Noir.
[Noir 11111: Aren't you forgetting something?]
Seeing the threatening tone, Axel didn't mind and directly wired the remaining 700K arls.
The reason why the Blue Alliance is the top rebel group on Earth is not because of its overwhelming strength or members that have penetrated every part of the world, but because of its wealth.
Although he didn't know the core industries of the Blue Alliance, he was sure that some of the top fortune companies were theirs.
[Noir 11111: Glad to do business with you. Contact me if you need something.]
[General Axel 03: Thank You! Can you give me your other contact information?]
[…]
[General Axel 03: A more private one would be preferable; although the dark web is hard to track, it can still be tracked after all.]
[…]
[General Axel 03: Hello? Are you offline?]
[...]
[General Axel 03: I'm part of a top company on Earth. I'm looking for talent. If you meet the requirements, I can recommend you to the group.]
[...]
[General Axel 03: The pay is great. With your ability, you can make millions per task.]
[...]
[General Axel 03: We also have a manual to achieve transcendence, are you interested?]
[…]
[General Axel: Please reply. I'm really recruiting talents...]
Seeing Noir's silence despite his bombardment of messages, Axel couldn't help but grit his teeth in anger.
Thinking he paid 3,000 arls just to talk for a few minutes, Axel could only smile wryly.
Remembering he still had something to do, he sent Noir a contact address in case he was interested.
---
In the Digital Hub, after seeing the additional 700k arls in his bank account, Nash briefly thanked General Axel.
"1 million arls! This should be enough for a while," Nash calculated, closing the computer.
With enough money, he no longer had to stay in front of the screen all day long.
He only earned money to sustain himself; studying the ability of Runic Space was his primary focus.
Coming out of the private room, Nash said goodbye to Clara, who had served him this past week.
"Have a safe journey, sir Nash. You're welcome to return whenever you have time," Clara said reluctantly.
From serving food, amenities, and various trinkets, Clara felt she had a chance with Nash.
However, seeing his dashing back, not taking a second look after he said his goodbye, Clara knew she was a mere passerby.
"I hope we meet again in the future…"
---
After leaving the Digital Hub, Nash went to a realtor and rented a building property costing 10k arls a month.
Paying the whole year's rent, his balance shrank by 120k arls.
"What a scam!" Nash thought angrily.
Costing 10k Arls just for a house in the middle part of Landon City was insane.
Cursing angrily, he stopped a car to go to his newly rented property.
"Where to go, sir?" the driver asked respectfully, like meeting a noble.
"Cloud Garden Residence."
His clothes, temperament, and body were vastly different from a week ago.
Taking in nutrient solutions that cost a thousand arls each, Nash's body returned to the peak of his age.
Not only was he a little taller, but muscles were also visible on his body.
It can be said that the Arlean Civilization still brought some benefits despite its oppression.
If a top nutrient solution were continually drunk, a human could easily reach a lifespan of hundreds of years.
After a few minutes of driving on a wide road, Nash reached his residence.
Cloud Garden Residence, although mid-class, is beautiful.
This is where affluent people live their lives, staying away from the chaos of the city.
As for the core area of the city, it is reserved for the Arleanians, the true masters of the city.
"Not bad," Looking at the manor before him, Nash felt 10k arls for a month was worth it.
The manor is at least 300 meters in size, has 5 empty rooms, a parking garage, and a yard.
Although it's a little empty, Nash can get on with it.
Eating termites and living in a near-collapsing house, this little house looked like a mansion in comparison.
"This would be my new beginning."
---
While Nash was marveling at his new house, in the central location of Landon City, Axel was hiding in the shadows, looking at the target.
"Confirmed target. The void crystal is not in sight. Enemy strength: Void Warrior," Axel reported to the Blue Alliance.
"Copy, remain on standby. We'll send reinforcements as soon as possible."
"Roger. I'll keep the target in sight..." Axel replied with a serious look.
A Void Warrior was nothing to be scoffed at.
In this universe, with the appearance of void crystals, transcendence is possible.
Invulnerable to guns, inhuman speed, overwhelming strength, super reaction time—these are only some of the abilities of a Void Warrior.
Having hundreds to thousands of lifespan, Void Warriors had exalted status on Earth.
Even in the Blue Alliance, there are only some Void Warriors, who are the top leaders of the group.
As for Void Commanders, besides the president of the Earth Alliance Government, he didn't know anyone who had reached it.
"I'm only at 3 percent saturation, It's too dangerous here." Axel thought and quickly hid back at his base.
As for promising to keep the enemy in sight, hell no.
Saturation percentage is the process of merging with the dark matter contained in the void crystal.
To become an official Void Warrior, one must at least be at a 10 percent saturation rate.
With his pitiful 3 percent saturation rate, he was merely a little stronger than ordinary people.
If the enemy caught sight of him, he would surely die.
Axel wouldn't sacrifice his life for mere void crystals; anyway, it would be distributed by the organization and not given to him.
"Hey, I'm just trying to survive..."