[[The Northern Base wasn't much different. If people didn't make the cut for the specialized fields, all that was left was mercenary work and the black markets. All things he was Very Bad At, as a noodle.

An Zhe had stumbled into all his previous jobs entirely by luck, and he wondered if that luck would continue all the way here. If they had to be here.]]

Mmm, probably. It seems like people appearing isn't uncommon. [[He frowned a bit.]] Unfortunately.