Primordial Ancient Serpent-Chapter 212 Chaos Mercenary Association, Making Money Is Difficult

Not long after, the group of Golden-Armored Behemoths arrived at the area where the Machine Race was located, guided by other beings.

As soon as they entered, they felt as though they had entered a mechanical kingdom. Every street was made of steel, filled with countless robots.

They had never seen so many robots in their lives; it was an eye-opener.

Of course, aside from robots, other life races were also present.

In one bar after another, robots sat together with beings from other races, drinking and eating meat, looking very lively and bustling.

"It seems that these robots are not very powerful."

The Little Golden-Armored Behemoth was a little puzzled. It could sense that not all the robots in this world were extremely powerful. Some were even very weak, weaker than itself.

"This is normal. It is said that each robot in the Mechanical Race has a different division of labor. Some work in the life department, some are in the engineering department, others are scientists, etc. They are not necessarily good at fighting."

A Golden-Armored Behemoth guard said in a deep voice, sharing the information he knew.

"This is a symbol of a powerful race, a symbol of civilization, unlike our weak race, where all members must become soldiers to survive."

Another Golden-Armored Behemoth guard clenched his fists. "But the Machine Race is different. Only a portion of their clansmen need to become warriors, and they can easily resist foreign races."

"That's right, our Behemoth Race also wants to become a race like the Machine Race."

The Little Golden-Armored Behemoths nodded in agreement. They had worked so hard to become stronger, and the ultimate goal was to protect their clan and create a safe environment for them to recuperate.

A truly powerful race and civilization would allow even the weak to survive with dignity.

If a race cannot tolerate even one weak member, and if they allow weaker individuals to be wiped out by other races, then they cannot be considered strong races at all.

"Here we are, the Mercenary Association of the Machine Race."

It didn't take long for them to reach the end of a street, where they immediately saw a huge and majestic building with a silver plaque reading: The Five Ministers of the Chaos Mercenary Association.

This place was not just for the Machine Race; other races, though weak, seemed to gather here.

Clearly, the elites of these weaker races faced the same predicament as the Golden-Armored Behemoths—they couldn't find a way to earn Chaos Coins in Chaos City.

Thus, the Chaos Mercenary Association became their only place to go, much like a talent market.

"Is this your first time here?"

As soon as they entered the Mercenary Association, a staff member from the Machine Race greeted them. He scanned the group of Golden-Armored Behemoths and immediately recorded their identities.

"That's right, it's our first time here."

A Behemoth guard in golden armor responded in a deep voice.

"Very good. Do you want to register as mercenaries? Only by registering can you accept missions from the Mercenary Association," the staff of the Machine Race said.

"Does it cost money to register?"

The Little Golden-Armored Behemoth asked worriedly, afraid that money would be required for everything in this strange place.

Although Chaos City was huge, living there was not easy.

"No, registration is free," the staff replied.

"Great, let's register and become mercenaries."

The group of Golden-Armored Behemoths immediately agreed to become mercenaries.

With a beep, the staff scanned the Golden-Armored Behemoths, recorded their soul breath, genetic information, and more, and said, "Okay, registration is complete. Here is your mercenary badge."

The staff then pulled out a bunch of dark golden mercenary badges and handed them to the group of Golden-Armored Behemoths.

"Mercenary badge? What's the use of that?"

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The Little Golden-Armored Behemoth asked curiously.

"Of course, it's useful. It's a symbol of your identity."

The staff of the Machine Race explained: "Once you refine the mercenary badge, you can log into the internal virtual website of our Mercenary Association, where various tasks will be posted. You won't need to come to the headquarters anymore—just accept the tasks directly on the website. No need to run around."

However, since you've just registered, you're considered F-level mercenaries, meaning you can only accept the lowest-level missions. Only by raising your mercenary level can you take on more challenging missions and earn more Chaos Coins."

"Virtual website?"

The Little Golden-Armored Behemoth was amazed, having never encountered such a thing, but the staff of the Machine Race were well-versed in these matters.

After all, the Chaos Virtual Network was common in Chaos World.

The staff guided them carefully, and soon the group of Golden-Armored Behemoths understood how to operate the system.

These Golden-Armored Behemoths had high intelligence. Creatures that could learn the language of Chaos had strong IQs. If they couldn't learn it, they were essentially beasts and not considered intelligent life.

"Chaos Virtual Network? It's truly unbelievable that such marvelous Magic Treasures exist."

Many Golden-Armored Behemoths were in awe. What they encountered today far surpassed anything they had encountered before. It was a complete shock and a total refreshment of their worldview.

"Let's see what tasks we can take on."

The Little Golden-Armored Behemoth couldn't wait to earn some Chaos Coins.

Boom!

In the next second, they opened the internal virtual network of the Mercenary Association via their mercenary badges, instantly projecting it onto their retina, revealing a virtual screen.

They saw only the tasks that F-level mercenaries could take on:

"The robot pet dog of Robot Sister-in-Law is lost. I've been searching for it for days with no trace. I hope some mercenaries can help find it. The reward is 0,3 Chaos Coins."

"Robot NF60111 suspects her husband, Robot YU8999, has cheated. He once went on a date and had dinner with other robots, but there's no evidence. I hope the mercenary can find key evidence so she can get divorced and claim a huge amount of property. The reward is 0.5 Chaos Coins for cleaning out the house."

"The sewer in UI6778 Street is blocked, with a lot of excrement and an unpleasant stench. I hope some mercenaries can help clear it. The reward is 0.3 Chaos Coins."

"At the crossroads of PO111 Street, mechanical guards have failed, and we need temporary help to maintain order. The work time is three days, and the reward is 0.1 Chaos Coins."

"Robot OU8899 is feeling a little depressed and hopes to find a humorous mercenary to cheer her up. The reward is 0.7 Chaos Coins."

Seeing these tasks, the group of Golden-Armored Behemoths looked at each other in blank dismay. The corners of their mouths twitched. It seemed that earning even ten Chaos Coins wasn't as easy as they thought.