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However, at this moment, Taktron calmly raised his hand and said, "Please everyone, take this seriously for a moment. I found some information on the deep web that may be useful to us." With that, he connected to the projection system at the strategic table, and a set of data was projected onto the table.
Taktron pressed a few keys, and the projection system displayed a dense array of text and images. What appeared before everyone was a mercenary intermediary called "Mystery Shadow."
"This 'Mystery Shadow' is said to be extremely mysterious, and no one has seen his true face, but he has always been an important source of information for major mercenary groups and adventurers," Taktron said.
The data lists several missions released by the Mystery Shadow:
"Deciphering Lost Mechanical Teaching Documents": The reward is extremely high, but it requires specialized decoding skills and a high level of knowledge of mysticism.
"Collecting relics of The Chaos Sect disciples": This mission is extremely dangerous, involving venturing into deeply chaotic-affected areas, but the reward includes rare anti-chaos weapons and equipment.
"Rescue the captured Tau scientist": The target location is a secret base controlled by the anti-Tau terrorist organization, requiring highly covert operations.
"Search for the lost Arcanix ancient civilization site": The reward includes ancient knowledge and mysterious powers, but will face various unknown creatures and challenging environmental obstacles.
"Looks like these missions are all very challenging, and the rewards are quite generous." Karenmu raised an eyebrow, showing particular interest.
John glanced at Alixia and noticed she was also carefully reading through these missions. "The rewards are indeed tempting, especially for our diverse team, almost all missions are possible to complete."
Alixia looked at John, then turned to Karenmu and Taktron. "It seems we have a new direction, but it requires further discussion and planning."
Everyone nodded, their eyes filled with determination and anticipation. The mission offered by the mysterious intermediary was not just a symbol of wealth and fame, but also a part of their individual goals. At this moment, the entire mercenary group was deeply drawn to this enigmatic middleman.
Taktron lightly tapped the handheld device, and the graphic on the screen changed. Then a set of numbers and the contact name "Mystery Shadow" appeared.
"This is the contact information for 'Mystery Shadow.' John, if you're willing, you can use the communicator to get in touch with him. We may not have other options, but he is one of the few people who can help us solve our problem at this time and place."
John Staring at the string of numbers, John took a deep breath. He could feel the gaze of the others in the room focused on him, each with their own emotions welling up like a tide—anticipation, suspicion, unease.
Alixia stood to the side, her face still impassive, but her eyes betrayed a hint of doubt and wariness. Towards this mysterious "shadow of a puzzle," she was filled with distrust, but she also knew that sometimes an enemy's enemy could be a friend.
Karenmu had a serious look on his face, and his gaze moved rapidly between each person and object as if he were a scanner. He hesitated for a moment, as if engaging in some deep thought or prayer within his heart.
John stood up and said slowly, "It seems I can't be a space pirate. I'll go communicate with the 'Mystery Shadow'."
He glanced at everyone present, feeling a mixture of emotions in the gazes directed at him. "Let's end the meeting here for now," John added, his voice tinged with a sense of resignation but also determination.
He walked towards the captain's quarters, feeling a sense of nervousness. He knew that making contact with the "Shadow" meant dealing with an unknown variable, which could be the key to solving the problem or a huge mistake. But regardless of the outcome, he knew he had to take this step.
The door slowly closed behind him, and the atmosphere in the conference room became even more tense. Everyone was aware that from this moment on, their fate would take a completely new turn.
Alixia and Karenmu exchanged a glance, both understanding that things might become even more dangerous from now on. Taktron smiled slightly, although the smile seemed somewhat bitter.
"May the Most High bless us," Taktron said softly, then turned off the device in his hand. Anticipation and unease intertwined in everyone's hearts, like an impending storm.
John nervously entered the captain's cabin, the door closing heavily behind him, shutting out the outside noise. The environment in the captain's cabin was relatively quiet, with only the low hum of the ship's operation as background noise. He sat down in front of a leather office chair, feeling somewhat uneasy. On the wooden desk lay an exquisite pipe and a pack of opened tobacco. He opened the pipe again and gently packed more tobacco into it with his fingers.
John picked up a match, struck it, and lit his pipe. As the tobacco ignited, it emitted wisps of white smoke. He placed the pipe to his lips and took a few deep puffs. The smoke seemed to take away some of his tension, but the uncertainty in his mind still hadn't completely disappeared. He looked up at the clock on the wall, took a deep breath, and then slowed his breathing, trying to calm himself down.
His gaze fell on the communicator, a small device with various contacts and channels displayed on the interface. After some hesitation, he decided to go ahead. He picked up the communicator and nervously began entering a code, the code for "Shadow" - the alias of his mysterious benefactor.
John's finger paused on the dial key, hesitating for a moment. He recalled his career as a mercenary, facing life and death multiple times, making important decisions, but this time, it felt different. He knew this could be a point of no return, but at the moment, he didn't have a better choice. He took a deep drag of his cigarette, placed the pipe back on the table, and then pressed the dial key with force.
The communicator emitted the dialing sound, and each beep made John's heart race. He picked up the pipe, took another drag, trying to calm himself. Just then, there was finally a voice on the other end, making him tense up completely. In that instant, he realized that no matter what would happen next, he had already embarked on a new, perhaps dangerous path.
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