Becoming Their Guiding Spirit

During every lunch break, many employees would stand with their coffee and drinks where the smart cart often appeared to wait, and then enthusiastically greet the High Priest.

”Yo! Mr. High Priest, good afternoon. On a date with medical-10 again?”

”Mr. High Priest, where’s that little Fidia girl who can eat so much? Isn’t she with you? Do you know her contact information?”

”Mr. High Priest, let’s take a picture together.”

In just a few days.

The High Priest had become the mascot of Raythean Industries. Even some employees from other divisions came from far away just to see the legendary blue-feathered parrot.

Furthermore, the story of the High Priest even reached the ears of Raythean Industries’ chairman, Jessica’s father.

He had no impression of a talking parrot on campus. After specifically asking his assistant, he learned that this parrot and the newly hired young lady were brought in by his own precious daughter. Overjoyed, Jessica’s father immediately had his assistant issue an official employee ID for the High Priest as well.

Having received approval from the higher-ups.

The High Priest truly became the mascot of the entire company.

To be honest.

When Lucas Reeve found out, he just wanted to laugh.

After all.

Besides himself, even Zumama certainly didn’t know the High Priest’s origins.

An immortal being who had lived through countless ages had become a mascot.

Just thinking about it was interesting.

Raythean Industries was a huge company, but the working hours were not long. Upholding the philosophy of putting employees first and ensuring they had ample rest, Raythean Industries basically had a four-day work week... starting at nine in the morning and ending at four-thirty in the afternoon... with a two-and-a-half-hour lunch break...

Therefore.

Jessica often invited Zumama to her home. At first, Zumama felt a bit shy about it, but the High Priest was very sociable. Every Thursday after work, it would drag Zumama and the medical cart to Jessica’s house, and Jessica also loved the lively atmosphere.

Furthermore.

At the High Priest’s request.

Lucas Reeve also upgraded the medical cart, making it much more user-friendly, and... he installed a weapon module. The current medical cart could both heal and instantly unleash firepower equivalent to a company to provide suppression. The High Priest was extremely satisfied with this upgrade.

During these days, Lucas Reeve hadn’t been idle either.

He borrowed Patriot’s body in the Reunion Movement to forge alloys, then strengthened Jessica’s low-altitude shuttle, making it faster and able to fly higher.

He optimized Titan’s weapon and thruster modules and equipped Titan with various replaceable weapons and armor.

For example...

An Originium beam greatsword, an Originium beam cannon, a large-caliber grenade launcher, a railgun... even funnels.

This armor was all loaded onto specific high-speed mini-shuttles. As long as Lucas Reeve called for them within signal range, this armor would instantly fly out from the Raythean Medica warehouse to arm Titan.

About another half a month passed.

A shadow of gloom lingered over Jessica’s head, refusing to disperse.

”Mr. Reeve... Franka and Liskarm haven’t sent me a message in over twenty days.....”

Jessica was worried about the safety of her two seniors.

Although it was quite normal to lose contact for twenty-something days.

After all, some missions left no time to use a phone, or the phone was lost during the mission, or they were in an area with no signal. After all, Terra was not Earth. Earth’s signal coverage was incredibly vast; even in places without cell towers, there were satellites in the sky to transmit signals. But Terra was different; once you left a base station, you could forget about having a signal.

And according to Blacksteel Worldwide regulations.

An operator would only be classified as missing after losing contact for more than three months. It had only been twenty-something days, which was all too normal for mercenaries who lived and died by the sword.

But...

Jessica just couldn’t put her mind at ease.

Because this loss of contact was just too... inexplicable.

In theory.

If they were about to enter a no-signal area, Franka should have told her.

But... during their last contact, Franka and Liskarm were still in the city... and then they suddenly lost contact. It was no wonder Jessica was worried.

”Don’t worry, they’ll be fine...”

Lucas Reeve patted Jessica on the head.

Suddenly.

Jessica’s phone rang.

It was a call from Blacksteel Worldwide...