Xingtie: Can’t you just let me focus on completing the commissions?

"March, it's someone from the Interstellar Peace Corporation! And this logo! It's the Marketing Department! Eek!! It's the target Shirou said he could beat up with all his might!!!"

"What?! The Market Development Department?! Let me handle this!!"

"My long-practiced combination of spear and staff techniques can finally be put to use! Who do you think you are, daring to use the word 'pioneer'?!"

When Emiya leisurely made his way to the scene, he saw a group of company employees lying on the ground, groaning in pain, having been beaten down by A-Xing and March 7. After glancing at their badges and ID cards, he realized they were indeed from the Market Development Department…

Ok,

Mr. Emiya decisively kicked another person.

While other employees might simply be ordinary corporate slaves, 80-90% of the people in the market development department are pure monsters, especially since the head of this hellish department is Oswald Schneider.

The market development department managed by this scoundrel is also known as the "Department of Faith Fanaticism." Just from this name, you can basically determine the composition of the employees inside.

Employees who manage to reach P5 level or higher likely have some degree of 'native civilization' blood on their hands; otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to climb up the ranks in Oswaldo's department.

As for Oswaldo himself, he could probably sit at the same table as Qubi. It's not that they can be classified as being in the same category, but rather that they can simply be classified as the kind of people who are not recyclable and should be directly pushed into the incinerator to be completely burned.

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Just say so,

Even Aha, the nameless passenger who blew up the Star Train, was at most called the worst guy by Pam, while Oswaldo... was in the category of someone who would be kicked off the train by the conductor, and was the only nameless passenger to be removed from the list.

If it weren't for this terrible situation, this head of the market development department could still be considered a veteran on the train.

But unfortunately,

It is unclear whether it was the extreme change brought about by his pioneering ideology, but after joining the Interstellar Peace Corporation, he advocated extreme conservation expansionism, attempting to bring the conservation ideology of the Interstellar Peace Corporation to every planet. The natives who did not obey the "conservation" ideology would, for some unknown reason, begin to form a large number of separatist regimes, and their core ethnic groups would be wiped out, ultimately being categorized into a short broadcast in the company's time.

... ...... ...

This is true for placer gold.

The same goes for Potio.

Pinocogniz is likely doing the same thing today.

"Could we meet outside, Mr. Hanunu?"

Emiya's voice echoed within the cabin, and about ten seconds later, a massive black shadow covered in jet-black iron needles appeared before Emiya and the others.

Upon closer inspection of the shadowy figure's mask, it became clear that his mane wasn't pure black; it actually had a hint of light silver. However, due to his somber aura, it exuded a very oppressive and oppressive atmosphere.

He was a member of the Habek tribe, a subhuman race with beast-like features, similar to the fox-people and the Buli people. His facial features were very similar to those of canines. He wore a tattered blue suit with a gray tie on his chest and a dark black top hat, giving him a slightly thuggish look.

“You are not employees of the company.”

"Indeed not."

"...Your scent is very similar to that of Ragwalker and the others."

"You can even smell that?"

Emiya raised an eyebrow slightly, then smiled.

"Then let's skip the tedious formalities and probing. We are all nameless guests, just like Mikhail, Tirnan, and Lazarina."

“However, we don’t come from the present, but from a future moment. Can you trust us, Mr. Hanunu?”

Chapter 285: Bro, are you going to hang up?

future?

A strange glint appeared in Hanunu's slanted eyes, but after a moment of silence, he suddenly let out a sinister and hoarse laugh.

Whether you come from the future or not is meaningless to me.

"As long as you're not company employees, that's enough."

"You don't care if you die in a battle with the company?"

"It doesn't matter."

Without the slightest pause or hesitation, the first leader of the hound family was already mentally prepared to face death. He grinned.

"Compared to Ragwalker, you are still very young, like little brats."

"Many people see me as a hero because I fired the first shot of the resistance, but in reality, I feel no sense of belonging to this honor. I'm just walking my own path, and so is Ragwalker. '393'"

“There is no conviction in your eyes about the path you are walking.”

“Gentle, innocent, pure… I really don’t see eyes like yours in Pinocchio.”

"Of course, the people in the company don't look at you like that either."

"Lifeless, even more aged than us poor wretches who can't even afford a meal or a place to sleep."

"Listen, you little brats, the value of people like us in life is to squeeze out all the value of our existence and then choose to die in the most profitable way."

"You say I'll die in a battle with the company? That's not surprising. Even if I'm poisoned by some traitor or shot in the back, that's not surprising either. On the contrary, dying in a battle with the company would be the ending I'd like the most."

Having said that, he waved his hand again.

"Don't say things like you want to save me. I don't need it, and I won't accept it."

"...That's good."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Emiya nodded slightly, then chuckled and said...

"I also think your way of surviving is pretty good."

"Kid, are you implying something?"

"No, it's just that I wanted to show you my pioneering spirit."

He snapped his fingers with a smile, and instantly, thousands upon thousands of oversized cannon barrels slowly emerged from the orange-gold ripples behind him.

"A 1200mm caliber live-fire artillery piece, with shells that are 85 feet long and are small, disintegrating, fission-type projectiles. Each shell has the destructive power of a level 11 intensity... well, that means each shell can cause devastating damage to a small to medium-sized city."

Looking at those dark, large-caliber cannons, Hanunu fell silent. Live-fire artillery is now the mainstream equipment in the resistance, but he had never seen a 1200mm caliber behemoth before. And do you want to hear what kind of shells you're loading?

Could each of these shots cause devastating damage to a small to medium-sized city?

Are you going to wipe the entire continent off the surface with these cannons you're pulling out now?

"Personally, I prefer to persuade people with reason. I think this kind of broad reasoning is very persuasive."

"...You're threatening me?!"

Hanunu's gaze suddenly turned extremely gloomy, tinged with a bestial aggression. His slender torso lowered slightly, all his muscles tensed, and he immediately entered battle mode once more.

As he gazed upon this hero of the Habek tribe, Mr. Emiya merely smiled slightly, revealing his pearly white teeth, and then, amidst the other's astonished gaze, uttered a single sentence.

"Mr. Hanunu, are you buying cheats?"

"what?"

……

"Hahahaha!!!! Die die die die die die——————!"

Amidst the roar of artillery fire, the Habek tribe's hero laughed maniacally and unrestrainedly, like a madman. At this moment, he was no longer wearing an ordinary suit, but a form-fitting exoskeleton armor, with multiple 25mm caliber gun barrels extending from it, and thousands of specially made tungsten steel alloy armor-piercing rounds strapped to his back, enough to easily tear through the company's armor protection.

A person is like a fortress.

The ammunition mounted on his body shot out continuously from dozens of gun barrels, firing more than 3,600 bullets per second. Alone, he could run rampant and act recklessly within the company's territory.

"Although it's the market development department, the company doesn't pay too much attention to Pinocchio's war potential. These market development units are poorly trained, have many new recruits... and most importantly, don't have many Destiny Walkers."

Emiya stood on the sidelines, observing the changes within the company's territory. With the accumulated memories of hundreds of outstanding talents in the field of warfare, even this form of warfare under the stars posed little challenge for him. The abilities granted to him by the Herrscher of Truth allowed him to easily analyze the weapon parameters and various heavy weaponry equipment specifications held by the Market Development Department staff.

Within three to five minutes, having surveyed the entire situation, Emiya had already grasped the full potential of the company's market development department.

"Seventeen members of the 'Destiny's Journey,' with a total force of five thousand four hundred men..."

"There are no commanders at the level of the Stoneheart Ten."

"The strongest Fate Walker is probably only in the same league as Yan Qingyunli."

"Destroying an ordinary planet is a bit over the top. If it weren't for the involvement of the nameless guest, the company's fleet would have directly destroyed the current Pinocone."

"I remember that Hanunu ended up perishing along with the fleet's ammunition depot, and afterwards, the fleet chose to surrender."

His gaze fell upon Pinocchio in the distance. At that time, Pinocchio was not yet the star of the event, but merely a solitary medium-sized city.

"The trio of nameless strangers must be in there now."

"However, this is not reality, but simply a dream, or rather, someone's 'memory realm'?"

"It's practically impossible to rescue these three from here."

Resurrection also follows a basic principle: without the necessary materials, it's impossible to resurrect someone out of thin air. If there are any remaining traces of spiritual energy, then it might be worth a try.

But it's clear that modern Pixnet 3.3 Norconi is unlikely to have preserved the relics of people from over a thousand years ago, and for a millennium... it probably wouldn't have retained any spiritual significance.

Hanunu was wreaking havoc on the company's territory, and the huge commotion alerted Pinocchio. Before long, Emiya saw several thousand ragtag troops speeding towards them from the city's exit in all sorts of haphazard vehicles.

among them,

Leading the charge was a young man with short brown hair, wielding two pistols.

He spotted Hanunu from afar, who was suppressing thousands of troops like a war god within the company's territory. Instantly, he leaped forward and landed swiftly in the center of the battlefield, laughing and shouting towards Hanunu.

"Brother Hanunu, where did you get this heavy weaponry? Lend it to me so I can have a go!"

"It was given to me by one of the young guys in your train crew."

"ah??".

Chapter 286: The Forgotten Nameless Guest?

Was it a gift from the train crew?

Mr. Tirnan couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. On the day Pinocchio was officially established, the entire train crew left this remote planet with navigator Mr. Granholm.

Only he, Lazarina, and Mikhail remained.

The others followed the navigator on his new adventure.

Now, another member of the train crew has suddenly appeared out of nowhere. It's impossible that Mr. Granholm accidentally miscounted the number of people and forgot about some little guy on this planet, right?

"Where is the man?"

The thought of the little guy being left behind in Pinocchio and wandering in the wilderness for so long made Tirnan suddenly a little anxious.

"behind."

After giving a brief response, Hanunu continued to focus her attention on the battlefield. Many Destiny Walkers had already joined the battle, but... even a force of hundreds or thousands of people couldn't break through the field shield of this exoskeleton armor. It wouldn't be easy for those Destiny Walkers to break through this field either. They just needed to be careful that the other side didn't suddenly pull out some new weapon, lest they be caught off guard and capsize.

Hearing Hanunu's words, Tirnan nodded. He didn't rush to find the nameless little ones, but instead continued to help Hanunu expand her advantage in the battle.

With such a wonderful opportunity right in front of us, wouldn't it be a betrayal of the countless comrades who sacrificed their lives for the independence of Pinocchio?

The Pinocchio rebels poured into the battle lines. Although they were a ragtag army, Pinocchio, a border prison, already had a large number of outcasts. After the outbreak of war, many skilled individuals from various factions who had originally intended to help the company suppress the rebellion ended up joining the Pinocchio rebels.

Despite being a small team of only a few thousand people, the number of Destiny Walkers exceeded that of the company's workforce.

The war ended quickly.

The heavy weaponry that Emiya lent to Hanunu was enough to make a single soldier comparable to a small fleet. Moreover, given that this was a positional battle and Hanunu had preemptively cut off the ammunition depot's access, the company's firepower reserves were severely insufficient.

After being bombarded from both sides for several tens of minutes and running out of ammunition and supplies, the company chose to surrender without hesitation. A group of people removed their mechs and weapons, raised their hands above their heads, and obediently walked out from among the ruins.

"Hanunu, you left a letter and came here to fight the company without saying a word. Do you think you're so cool?"

Once the battle situation had completely stabilized, Mikhail, one of the three nameless men, didn't hesitate to punch Hanunu in the face. This ruthless man, who could kill employees of the Interstellar Peace Corporation without batting an eye, didn't dare to dodge at all when facing Mikhail's fist, letting the punch land on his face.

This punch was no joke. Although he was just a mechanic on the train, Mikhail was still an unknown traveler who had explored dozens of planets. His punch, fueled by anger, sent the Habek hero flying, crashing into a container and creating a huge dent.

Seeing that Hanunu hadn't dodged his punch and was sent flying, Mikhail felt a pang of regret and quickly ran to the container to check on Hanunu.

Upon approaching, Hanunu had already stood up on his own. When Mikhail ran over, he spoke coldly.

"I'll take this punch. This matter is settled."

"...Are you even? Do you think this is a game of rock-paper-scissors? Don't forget you're the head of the Hound family! You're the number one person in Pinocchio right now. If anything happens to you, it will be a serious blow to the entire Pinocchio family."

“It is precisely because I am the head of the hounds that I have to do this. I cannot stand by and watch the company and us continue to drag this out.”