Besides "Potato Master," who was growing genetically modified potatoes, the other players were busy with their own activities. Some were related to the war, while others involved logistics. Those who had missed out on both went exploring this dangerous star region, searching for the legendary "Shrek's treasure."
Of course, the latter was merely an "interstellar legend" made up by Wilvie and Gait.
Its purpose was simply to burn off the players' boundless energy.
To be honest, even they themselves couldn't understand why these mercenaries were so interested in the legend.
In the early years, some interstellar explorers might have been interested in such things. But after all these years, not a single person had found any "treasure." Even the former crew members of the Shrek Star Pirate Group had no idea where this so-called "treasure" was supposed to be.
"These little brats don't stop to think. If there really were treasure, would I have needed to suffer through all those robberies? Do I look sick? Wouldn't it be more comfortable to lie around and enjoy myself?"
The once Blue-Blooded Demon, now a high-ranking officer of the legion, Wilvie rolled her eyes and said speechlessly.
"Heh. Back then, with more than a dozen level-two civilizations hunting us down and mechanical armies chasing us from behind, the captain spent all his robbery earnings on ships and weapons. Even if anything was left, the victors stripped it all away."
The giant bug and starship mechanic, Gait, opened her mouthparts and took a deep drag from the corpse of a star bug resembling a "cigar," then contentedly exhaled a puff of blue smoke.
"But if you say there was no treasure, that might not necessarily be true."
"Huh?" Wilvie froze for a moment and looked at her former colleague in surprise. "There really was