24 years old, alien god, raising the era of humanity

But despite this, the pain caused by the electricity rushing through the body will not fade away at all.

Jason's whole body was convulsing uncontrollably, like an epileptic patient.

"I'll test your horse..."

Charging...no, it should be replenishing magic.

The healing process lasted for several minutes, and the spiritual energy in Jason's body finally regained its function like a long-dry river bed receiving nectar.

Power surged out, and he immediately released his mouth and let go of the wire.

In fact, it would be more rational to continue to use electricity for a while to replenish more magic power, but the feeling of electricity passing through the body is too painful, and the golden-haired scumbag will never let himself suffer pain unless he has no choice.

"The magic power gained...is so little..."

"It seems that it is still impossible to use the Noble Phantasm, unless a crew member actively responds to me."

"...However, it's still okay to manifest my weapons."

Lying on the ground and gasping for air for a while, Jason felt a little disappointed with the little magic power in his body.

The line that supplies power to an electric light does not have a strong current. In this temporary camp that relies entirely on generators to provide energy, the living area and cargo storage area can only maintain basic power supply.

Most of the electricity provided by generators is given priority to organ cold storage, blood banks, and major operating rooms.

Jason didn't think too much. With a thought in his mind, a long sword appeared on the ground.

The next thing to do is very simple, just move your body and hit the rope that binds your hands against the blade of the sword.

"Damn, damn, damn."

"When I get out of trouble, I must kill everyone in this camp."

"How dare you humiliate me, the captain of the Argonaut, like this? I will let Hercules twist off your heads!"

Cursing fiercely, Jason broke free from the ropes that bound him.

The first thing he did after standing up was to feel inside his pants to check if there was anything abnormal.

I heard that ordinary people will become incontinent after being shocked. If Jason-sama loses his urine here, his life as a hero will come to an end.

"so far so good……"

Finally, fate did not hand out cold knives one after another in the back.

Jason confirmed that he was still a clean and handsome man, but he was just unlucky enough to be stained with a little dust.

"The next step is to find a way to escape..."

194. Escape plan

On the blockade set up by the Debreu Group on the Greek border, there are three camps disguised as Red Cross strongholds.

The one that Xia Xun and Bawan Xi destroyed was the No. [-] camp.

The place where Jason was captured was Camp No. [-].

Now that Camp [-] has lost contact, varying degrees of chaos have occurred in the remaining Camps [-] and [-].

The management is constantly sending messages to Camp [-], dispatching drones, and is also organizing manpower to go to Camp [-] for support.

These are not the most critical things. The most important thing is to destroy the evidence and escort the goods out of this dangerous place.

They are an experienced human trafficking organization, and they know that they are likely to be exposed after their teammates encounter mishaps.

Therefore, the Debreu Group has already made plans for this situation.

"Quick, quick! Pour the gasoline into the waste pit and burn the corpses clean!"

Jason carefully observed the situation outside and saw many mercenaries running around.

The most conspicuous person was commanding a team of mercenaries to burn the corpses of human beings whose organs had been removed and killed.

"The drone sent back the picture! The second camp was bloodbathed! It is possible that they encountered a powerful monster that escaped from the battlefield in the Middle East!"

Another voice sounded in the camp, causing the panic expressions on the mercenaries' faces to change.

Jason saw it, and there was fear in their eyes, and... extremely vivid greed.

Fear is the fear that your camp here will also be attacked by powerful monsters, and greed is the desire for precious materials dropped by monsters.

Today, the earth is in crisis and human society is in turmoil.

The world coalition government is about to be established, and many small countries have been severely hit economically and militarily by the G15 member states.

There are only two paths left for small countries, either to become a management region under the members of the G15 world coalition government, or to be removed from the government agencies and then re-support a new government to agree to this matter.

The United World Government will not allow hundreds of countries to continue to exist on earth. Fifteen is already the limit that the leaders can tolerate.

In such troubled times, the value of monster materials that can be used as a source of power is naturally infinitely magnified.

Whether it's giving heroic spirits as upgrade materials, sacrificing them to the Goddess of Weapons in exchange for spirit seeds to strengthen weapons, or learning methods that are widely circulated on the Internet and integrating them into your own body.

These are all roads to the extraordinary realm. How can they, the mercenaries who lick blood at the tip of their swords, not be tempted.

"Quiet! Silence! Everyone listen to me!"

"Director Weeks will lead a 30-person reconnaissance team to observe the situation. If the enemy's strength is within an acceptable range, this may become a hunting operation."

"Young men who want to sign up, come and gather here! Get spirit-enhanced ammunition and rune firearms!"

A big white-haired man dressed like an instructor stood in the open space of the stronghold, and his words attracted Jason's attention.

"Spirit ammunition and rune firearms..."

Seeing the firearms engraved with purple magic circuits and the bullets flashing blue light being dispensed, Jason's eyes flashed with light.

Those things seemed to be made by Medea. If you could steal them and sell them, you would definitely make a lot of money.

"Eh...it will only be given out when you need to face monsters. Are you strictly controlled at all times..."

After observing for a while, Jason regretfully discovered that the human trafficking organization was very concerned about those precious weapons. Every gun and magazine needed to be registered before it could be collected by the mercenaries.

This eliminates the possibility of theft, except by force.

"I am the captain of the Argonaut, and I should be the commander standing behind everyone."

Giving up the idea of ​​taking risks, Jason recalled the scene when he was first caught.

At that time, the Greeks discovered this Red Cross stronghold and naively thought it was a national camp providing medical aid.

Jason followed the Greeks to the entrance of the stronghold and saw armed medical staff at the entrance.

He noticed something unusual and found an excuse to escape by urinating.

But it was too late. The human trafficking organization had already set up an ambush at the entrance disguised as the Red Cross Society. A dozen mercenaries jumped out at once and knocked down all the exhausted Greeks.

Jason tried his best to resist, but was punched several times, knocked to the ground and kicked twice.

It is a problem for a heroic spirit without a source of magic power to exist. If Medea had not set the runes to maintain the present world when summoning, he would have dissipated naturally without a master.

What's more, Jason is a scumbag, so it's normal for him to be beaten by ordinary people.

"I remember...the Greeks were locked up in the camp over there."

"They have the spirit-enhanced equipment provided by Medea to the Iskandar army, so they shouldn't be killed immediately."

"If I were the commander here, I would definitely find a way to obtain information and find out the whereabouts of other soldiers who followed Alexander the Great and then left with spirit son-enhanced equipment."

After Iskandar lost his master, he had no intention of continuing to maintain the troops borrowed from Greece and Macedonia.

He took the weapons left by Medea as a reward, and let his soldiers return in triumph.

The large forces of the Iskandar Army returned directly to their own country. Those who are still on the battlefield in the Middle East are not satisfied with the current gains and want to make another fortune from this battlefield site.

These greedy Iskandar Army soldiers are the remaining powerful force on the battlefield in the Middle East. If dozens or hundreds of people gather together, it will be more than enough to destroy the stronghold of such a human trafficking organization.

However, the arrival of Jason caused heavy casualties to the Greeks. Only a few lucky people finally reached the Greek border, and even if they did not die due to the bad luck brought by Jason, they were seriously injured and unable to resist human trafficking. Organized arrest.

"If you want to escape from here, you must have a vehicle."

"I have the class skill of Riding B, but I don't have any ability to fight head-on."

"So if you want to leave safely, you still have to form an escape team."

Jason is not a fool, he is self-aware of his fighting ability.

Although he already has the magic power to create weapons, with his fighting power that can barely chop down a chicken, trying to escape from the camp of a human trafficking organization is probably just a dream.

"We must find a way to join those Greeks, and the other captured people here can also be used."

After thinking clearly about the joints of his escape plan, Jason straightened his collar and smoothed out the clothes that had been messed up by the man with gold-rimmed glasses.

Then, he opened the door of the cabin in a dignified manner and walked out with his head held high.

Because his movements were too natural and his expression was too serious, Jason's appearance did not make the mercenaries feel too disobedient.

They were actively discussing the monsters that might appear in Camp [-], and were arguing over the limited number of commando spots.

Although there are risks in this trip, the rewards are also great.

If they could really meet powerful monsters and hunt them down, the monster materials obtained would be enough to keep these desperadoes well-fed for the rest of their lives.

When monster materials were at their peak, there was an incident where one evil bone was exchanged for a building. Now the market has eased due to the massive production of monster materials in the Middle East battlefield, but it is also very easy to exchange one evil bone for the same weight of gold.

In this chaotic era, the currencies of various countries can no longer be trusted. For strategic materials such as monster materials, the same price transactions are usually gold bars.

"This is the core area of ​​the camp, where mercenaries and mid-level cadres live..."

After taking a look at the group of board houses without leaving any trace, Jason made a judgment.

Most of the buildings in the Red Cross camp are simple tents, which are used to store goods and perform organ removal surgeries.

The clean and tidy board houses that are suitable for living are provided to the members of the human trafficking organization and are located in the center of the camp.

"Okay, in this case, it should be relatively simple to leave from inside."

With a faint smile on his face, Jason tried not to arouse anyone's thoughts.

Without stopping, he walked towards the entrance and exit of the group of houses.

Just when he was about to successfully leave the center of the camp and follow his memory to find the imprisoned Greeks, two figures suddenly came out of the shadows of the inner door of the camp and blocked Jason's path.

"Huh? You guys, aren't you the one who was captured last night?"

"Yes, I remember he kept calling himself Jason."