Chapter 265: Eric’s Price

Egypt was clearly different from Libya, if that place had gone into chaos due to political, and their oil-rich wells, this place was in conflict due to religious reasons.

Humans are really pathetic beings, their first response towards anyone having a different opinion on a matter is violence and war, and most of the time that happens due to other humans pulling the strings.

Every human being preaches justice, equality, and righteousness, but when their interests are hurt, they are the first to take upon weapons and violence.

The same thing was happening in this country. In the 21st century when knowledge was supposed to be the sharpest weapon, and each religion declared tolerance and peace, some idiots chose to use weapons.

This was the truth, in a nutshell, uneducated and stupid humans were paid, or offered something in order to pick up their guns, and bombs to kill people and create chaos in the name of a holy war.

What's holy about the loss of human lives, what's holy about killing fellow humans, what's holy about destroying humans' lives, and families?

None of these things was holy, none of them. But they didn't know about it and didn't have to know about it.

As long as their vanity, ego, or conditions were fulfilled they could call their actions however they liked, and as long as they only heard their voice they were right.

History is written by winners, there are no right and wrong in a war, everything is wrong about that. If one side is responsible for starting a war, the other side is responsible for continuing it.

But the ones who suffer aren't the leaders, as even if they lose a fight they would always run away and return for a rematch later on.

The ones who suffer are the poor civilians of each country, and things get even crazier when you are fighting against your own country.

Fighting against people with whom you share your birthplace, your memories, your nationality, your roots.

It is truly crazy, but it's just like they say, everything has a price. A man's patience, love, hate everything has a price, whether one accepts it or not.

The only difference exists in the price one puts on it. Some people will betray for a loaf of bread, while others will do it for millions, or billions.

Both are doing the same thing, it's just that one does it with an empty stomach, rag-tag clothes, and misery, while the other does it sitting on a chair with his expensive suit, drinking some expensive alcohol.

Eric had his price too, it was just that his price was the most expensive of them whole, as he wanted the whole World, and everything included in it.

Surely this sounds like a joke at the moment, but only someone who thought like that, and had such a high price would be able to afford to be the one who sat at the top.

The higher the price, the higher one could sit, and Eric wanted to sit at the top of the pyramid so it was clear that his price should be the most expensive.

Today was the first day he had been asked about his price from someone, and this was his answer,

"My price is the whole World with everything included in it, and you clearly can not afford it, so go say 'Hi' to Yama for me!"

What had happened!? Well, we have to start from the moment he arrived in this place.

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Knowing the tense and complicated situation in this place, and also the fact that he couldn't easily trust his contacts, he had decided to change the way he received information from his network.

It was certainly more troublesome for him, but at least it would be safer for him to act, as he told his contact to leave the information files in 5 different places of the same city.

Each site was far away from the other, and the selected position was in the eyes of everyone, but in a way that no one would care about it.

It was a smart move on his part because all those five places were being monitored the moment his contact left the information in there.

Just like he expected, either those mercenaries had attracted too much attention, or they had already tried to sell out their employer to someone offering more.

Either way, things didn't sound good for him, as there was a high possibility that the information he would be getting was rigged and that a trap might be waiting for him.

But he had no plan of running away from this place, in fact, this made things a bit more challenging and attractive for him, as he couldn't wait for what they would come up with.

He most certainly didn't have a death wish, but with his level 40 strength, there weren't many things or people in this country that could stop him.

Well, there certainly were, but not in the medium camps that he was planning to attack. The strongest existence in those places were the commanders, and even they were only up to level 30.

That was according to the Legacy System, and his clairvoyance eyes, because he didn't know what system or how powerful those guys thought they were.

Even if they got reinforcement, surely, they wouldn't bring someone that was over level 40, otherwise, it would be overkill, not that he couldn't take care of someone over level 40.

Combining all his skills, experience, and abilities, Eric was sure that he could take down someone up to level 43-44.

He still didn't know the extent of his strength, as he had never used 100% of his strength, but that was approximate.

He used 5 different kids in order to pick up the 5 USBs carrying the information that his contact had gathered.

He used different routes, and different ways in order to get the information out of them without needing to actually receive the USBs as those might have been compromised.

The people following the USBs understood his way of operating too late, and by the time they understood what he was doing, they had no idea where he was, who he was, or what he was doing.

The information he received was about three medium camps, one where they produced primary explosive materials, one drugs production camp, and a human trafficking camp.

Since he had decided to make an enemy of the three kingpins, and they were affiliated with each camp in this place, he had decided to go for all three of them at the same time.

Like this, they would start suspecting each other, and everyone else, without being able to close down on the real culprit, and also create an edge between them and the whole 'clean' world.

Looking at the files in front of him he knew that there was a big possibility of the majority of this information being made up, but he had no other option at the moment.

Not to mention, that he couldn't lose time either, he had only three days to complete whatever he was going to do in this country, and then leave for the next one.

He decided that the first one he needed to take down was the explosive materials producing medium camp.

On his way there he could even pick up a few souvenirs that he might need to use in the future. Their produced material should be quite good, seeing who they were affiliated with.

After making his choice, the only left problem was to understand what kind of trap they could have set up, but the variety and number of choices were so big that he wasn't even able to pick one.

So, he decided the easiest way to deal with each trap they could have placed, a brutal frontal attack. 

Those guys would be expecting some sneak attack, and have prepared for that, so a brutal frontal attack would clearly be against their expectations, and he would catch them by surprise.

Just like he predicted, the moment he appeared in front of the camp and stated his business the whole place was shocked.

Eric suddenly appeared at the entrance of the medium-sized mercenary camp, and screamed,

"Hi everyone, I am your death! I am here to kill you all, and rob this place! Please don't waste my time and get out here for me!"

Who would be as stupid as to show in front of someone and tell them with a clear, and calm face that he was there to kill him like his death was already set in stone?

Hearing the report, the commander of the camp was shocked, to say the least, as he truly didn't expect this, in fact, he thought he was a trap so he increased the number of guards in the surroundings.

Coming at the camp's entrance and looking at the lithe body of Eric, who looked like a young man, he didn't know what else to think besides that this was most certainly a trap to attract attention.

Still, he did as he was ordered, as he started screaming,

"Do you know who this place belongs to? Aren't you afraid of dying right here and now!?"

"Why should I be afraid of anyone, all they can take away from me is my life, while I have a lot to take away from them, don't you think?"

Hearing those words, the commander didn't seem to get angry, quite the opposite he started laughing out loud as he continued,

"I like you kid, tell me your price and come working for me! What do you say!?"