This matter, perhaps someone had thought of it before Feng Yi considered it, but had not truly taken action to implement it, for the first person to eat a crab is the bravest of all—mind you, such expenses are already tremendous, immense enough that no single individual could bear them alone. After all, the value of a single Space Crystal was already exceedingly expensive, let alone such a massive quantity of Space Crystal. Common people have no use for it unless it was specially ordered, which is like buying shoes in sizes 50-60 in stores—many see them, they are for show, but hardly anyone can actually wear them, unless they are custom-made.

To take a step back, when soldiers die on the battlefield, a tiny Space Crystal might not even be discovered, let alone across the vast interstellar battlefield. Even if the government supported the project, it would be difficult to completely solve the funding gap, because, with such a huge sum of money, it could be spent on things of more value, such as building more Mecha.

But Feng Yi did exactly that, and he was the only one who could come up with such a significant sum. Apart from the Combat Power Tester company that could offer great assistance, his backer was the Bounty Tribe, and now, in any somewhat developed star domain, you can see traces of the Bounty Tribe. From Maraca Freedom Port to the Earth region of the Solar System, from the cascading Somlar Glacier Lakeside to the boundless Century Field, from the dark and terrifying Devil's Forest to the dim Death Desert of Mardis, from the Federation to Saudi, from the Silver Alliance to Bergheide, among sand dunes, in the wilderness, in the streets and alleys, you can find them various places—either just having received a task and setting out, or on their way back, but undoubtedly, this enterprise that has risen in just a few short years has taken root in people's hearts.

The internal system of the Bounty Tribe is very strict, and now joining is not as easy as it was at the beginning. In the earliest days, the Bounty Tribe would welcome anyone who reached the legal working age, but back then, there were very few who came, as people were adopting a wait-and-see attitude, with plenty of idle talk.

In the first year, people said it wouldn't succeed and scorned joining.

By the second year, even more people claimed it was destined to fail and didn't want to join.

But by the third year, those who were still considering suddenly realized that the Bounty Tribe had closed its doors, and it wasn't as simple to enter as before. Firstly, you had to serve in the army for two years to be eligible to apply and then wait for notification.

Of course, the conditions of the Bounty Tribe are very favorable, and they provide extra care for disabled soldiers, according to the level of disability, offering various benefits and life guarantees. However, these benefits for disabled soldiers were not given out indiscriminately; you had to defend the country and have fought in war to receive them.

However, internally, the Bounty Tribe is not as harmonious as it appears on the surface, although it was quite harmonious. This so-called harmony has seen people try to climb the ranks through petty means. There was once a senior member who tried to find a shortcut to get his child in, but he was reported, and it ended up on Francis's head. After that, there was no follow-up, and the person who tried to use methods to get his own child in was replaced by the one he had originally reported.

Today, the Bounty Tribe has transformed dramatically from the past, it has flown onto the branch and become a phoenix. This Mercenary Guild which was originally transferred over by Feng Yi for 50 million has, in just a few short years, grown into a mega-institution that could compete with any financial enterprise in the world. Perhaps it's not necessarily the strongest or the wealthiest, but it most definitely has the most potential.

Now, even businesses from various countries are copying the model, but without exception, all have ended with their doors closed for good. After all, this is a super-enterprise that has made it through great turmoil to reach today. Its reputation, its creditworthiness, its foundation for existence cannot be replicated just by imitation. When put through the refining challenges, you must understand that a knockoff will always remain a knockoff.

Next, understand the effect of national pride. Modern people are not like ancient netizens who muttered about 'this product' or 'that product,' only to use 'this or that' more than anyone else. They say they won't travel to 'this or that place,' but once there, they end up scolded like dogs. Returning to their own country, they complain about being scolded, yet they don't learn their lesson.

Who is to blame for this? After years of summarizing, the crowd reached a conclusion, which can be succinctly put as contemptible...

Anyway, KISS with a kiss, MISS with a dodge, BISS with a fawn, the fact is this principle, with this BUFF enhancement, after a hundred years of reincarnation, people's genes seemed to have evolved something like memory cells.

However, such a quantity of supermassive space crystals, though a huge expense, were not considered a crippling blow for the Adventurers' Guild of the Free.

In fact, there are many reasons why countries do not advocate this plan, a lot of them, and the most important point is that the cost is not proportional to the reward. In the eyes of politicians, life may not be important, but interests are definitely the critical basis for all considerations. Even if the mechas are equipped with space crystals, their significance only comes into play after being deployed on the battlefield. The problem is that even super soldiers might fall in battle, let alone an ordinary soldier. A mecha might explode, a transportation accident could occur during transit, and no bodies would be found—then what's the point of spending such a high price on such a thing?

Therefore, it's not that no one has considered this; it's just that no one has implemented it. But everyone has a different perspective on things, and Feng Yi happened to be the kind that would rather abandon a mission than not ensure the safety of his soldiers' lives at all costs. The last incident was a lesson; he guessed the time and place correctly, even anticipated Kexiao's surprise attack with super soldiers, but overlooked that the enemy would come out in full force. This is an uncontrollable factor on the battlefield. Perhaps you think of many things, but even the wise cannot foresee everything, and besides, Feng Yi did not consider himself a wise man, he would only be more cautious in the future.

In plain terms, it was ultimately because of his own lack of strength that he could almost be certain he had guessed everything, yet he lost due to the number of enemies. Given twice the troops for the Blazing Legion, Feng Yi dared to assert that not only would there be no casualties, but they could achieve a very low casualty rate in the battle, rather than dealing with regrets and remorse after losses. Having understood this, he had come to terms with a lot.

Shaking his head, he waited for the final countdown to the spaceship's launch. What comforted him was that the surrounding officers and soldiers seemed extremely lively and spirited. You could not see any pre-battle fear on their faces. On the contrary, they were eager to shout about going out to fight, saying even hunting would be good since staying idle all day made them feel like they were rusting. One particularly lively young female soldier even boldly saluted, "General."

Feng Yi was slightly taken aback, "Speak."

"General, I report, do you know when the fleet will depart? Everyone can hardly wait for combat."

"Oh? Which unit are you from and what's your name?"

"Reporting to the general, my name is Milu, I am assigned to Colonel Headwolf, in the Intelligence Special Service Company, 3rd platoon, 3rd squad, Intelligence Officer."

Feng Yi also smiled, "Heh, a good name, a good smile, and even better spirit. Rest assured, the fleet will depart in the afternoon; you'd better do your job seriously then."

"Understood—General, I will remember this day, talking with you is my greatest honor." The intelligence female soldier seemed extremely lively, sending off a salute as brisk as her machine-gun chattiness before rushing back into the formation.

The old platoon leader in the formation was quite startled, but thankful that the young lady hadn't blurted out any nonsense; otherwise, it would have been a total loss of face for his squad.

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