Chapter 15: The Encounter

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However, Miko wasn't naive; she quickly realized this was no longer a peaceful world.

If her discovery turned out to be inaccurate, everyone might hold her accountable for any mistakes.

Noticing the shift in their attitudes, with the office worker and the alluring woman frowning at her uncertain information, Miko became more vigilant. Her greatest fear was indeed coming true—people were unpredictable.

Still, Miko wasn't too worried at the moment because Vegeta was here, someone who could control everything.

As long as she didn't anger Vegeta, this mission, though not very rewarding, wouldn't pose too much trouble.

"Alright, what other valuable items do you have on you?"

Ignoring Miko and the others' conversation, Vegeta's gaze turned to Chase Hill, wondering if he had anything useful.

"Master, I'm sorry, besides 66 points, I only have the iron-grade Desert Eagle and 300 special bullets left."

Hearing Vegeta's question, Chase explained anxiously.

Vegeta looked at him expressionlessly.

The surrounding people were too scared to make a sound, and Chase was terrified, breaking into a cold sweat and kneeling on the ground.

"Mas... Master, it's true. The rewards from my three missions were small, and I was exploited by other Reincarnators. I've used the remaining rewards to enhance my strength."

"And I exchanged for a novice mission card and a low-level slave contract scroll, which I've treasured until now."

Finishing, Chase kowtowed twice to Vegeta.

"Enough, stand up."

Through the slave contract, Vegeta could tell if Chase was lying.

He hadn't expected Chase to be in such a miserable state, so he had been a bit distracted, almost scaring the guy to death.

But Chase couldn't be blamed, having witnessed Vegeta's terrifying power and the oppressive aura he unintentionally emitted.

"Yes... Master, um, do you want this iron-grade Desert Eagle...?"

"Do you think I need this kind of junk?"

Before Chase could carefully ask, Vegeta cut him off impatiently.

"Of course, with your power, you don't need this iron-grade garbage!"

Chase quickly nodded and smiled obsequiously, feeling relieved.

"Alright, I have some questions for you all. Where are you from?"

Interrupting Chase's sycophantic flattery, Vegeta asked out of curiosity.

Since the Reincarnation Space could invade various worlds, these people shouldn't be from the same universe as him.

"Master, I'm from the Sakura Province, Chiyoda City, currently living in Tokyo. Master, you can call me when we return; my number is 1***..."

Chase didn't hesitate to share his information with Vegeta.

From what Chase said, Vegeta deduced that they were from the same universe or even the same planet.

Furthermore, Reincarnators could contact each other offline after returning.

"Um, sir, I'm Daigo Umino, from Kanagawa City in Sakura Province."

After Chase answered, the office worker spoke cautiously.

"Sir, I'm Yumiko Tomoe, also from Tokyo."

"Sir, I'm Miko Yotsuya, living in Osaka, currently a student."

"Sir, I'm Miku Nakano, also from Osaka, and I'm a second-year high school student."

In no time, everyone had briefly introduced themselves.

"Alright, I understand."

Seeing that they seemed to be from the same planet, Vegeta didn't say much, just nodded casually.

He thought to himself that he must be a special exception.

Not dwelling on it, Vegeta didn't introduce his own background.

"So, what are your plans now?"

He looked at them, asking calmly.

"Um... aren't you going to act with us, sir?"

Daigo was taken aback by Vegeta's question.

The others were also staring blankly at Vegeta, having expected to team up with him and share 50% of their earnings for his protection.

Seeing their naive ideas, Vegeta found it amusing.

Just as he was about to speak, something happened.

"Help! Save us!"

At that moment, a chaotic, terrified cry came from nearby.

Vegeta and the others noticed some students running towards them in panic.

Seeing no zombies around Vegeta and his group, the students instinctively sought refuge here.

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