The Conspiracy of the Elites

Clark opened his eyes again, to experience the already familiar feelings of pain and fatigue. This was his third day drifting aimlessly in the sea, he already removed all the bullets lodged into his body from the battle with his dagger. If not, he would already be a dead man with them still in his body.

For 3 days now, he had not eaten as he didn’t have food, and he didn’t even have the strength to stand up to kill fish for food. For the past days, he only lied down on the speed boat hoping to be rescued or even captured by sea farers, at least being captured was better than dying from hunger and pain in the endless sea.

Tears rolled from his eyes, as the pain he was currently feeling was unbearable.

“I wish I could just die,” he thought. “Death would be a relief from this pain, please why can’t an aquatic exobeast just kill me?” He was already on the verge of questioning his existence.

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It was already his 5th day in the sea, as he suffered alone in pain and hunger. It was only due to his physique as a high-grade soldier, that was keeping him alive. Today, Clark finally heard the sound of something different, he heard the honk of a ship. “Finally,” he heaved a sigh of relief inwardly as he felt his boat being pulled.

The Clark today was completely different from the Clark 5 days ago. He was now skinny and emaciated, he now looked just like a petty hoodlum from a village, only his military uniform proved otherwise as his camouflage device already ran out of energy revealing it. Clark tried smiling, but couldn’t due to the intense pain which only made him faint.

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Blink…, Clark blinked as he opened his eyes, his mind was in a little disorder for some minutes before he remembered what happened. He realized that he was placed on a small bed as he slowly sat up.

“Awn!!” He groaned a little in pain as his joints and muscles were already becoming stiff for being in the same position for long. “How long have I been brought here?” He questioned himself in a doubtful tone.

He still felt some pains, but the pain was already massively reduced compared to when he was still in his speed boat. His skinny figure was already recovering some flesh, which made him look livelier. This was when he finally observed his surroundings well. This place was like a hall were similar beds as the one he slept in were kept, he saw 10 other injured people sleeping in other beds.

Clang!! As he was observing this place, a door to the right of where he sat suddenly opened as he saw 3 men and 2 women on white cloaks coming in. They were closely followed by 2 other men in green and white military uniform, armed with guns. He reflexively searched for his bag and his expression soured immediately, as it was nowhere to be found.

“They probably took it as my camouflage device ran out of energy to disguise its contents,” he thought sadly.

“Good day sirs and ma’ams, please, where am I?” Clark asked first as they walked directly to him.

They ignored what he just said as they talked between themselves, “I heard this one was a soldier,” one of them said.

“Yes, he has such a good physique,” another one commented as they quickly reached his bed.

“He is lucky, if he didn’t wake up after another 2 days the Captain ordered us to throw him in the sea,” another one said. Clark coughed to draw their attention; they were all talking like he was not even there.

“Lie down on the bed,” the one who seemed to be the leader of the doctors, whose identities were already obvious ordered. The man’s voice was so authoritative that it irritated him a little, but he hid his irritation perfectly while lying down. Due to their behavior, he already learnt something very important, he was not saved, he was captured.

After Clark lied down, they brought out some instruments to perform a series of tests and other things on his body. According to his estimate, this continued for 30 minutes before the doctors finished their examination, or whatever they were doing.

“Follow us,” the leader said as they turned to go. Already understanding his situation, a little, Clark stood up to follow them obediently.

The sun rays illuminated his face, as he came out of the enclosed hall with the group of doctors. Clark subconsciously sucked a cold breath of fresh air, upon seeing the sight that greeted him. He was in a very large ship that was bubbling with activity, a lot of people moved about on the ship.

“This is clearly a military ship owned by a country,” he thought as he saw soldiers moving around frequently. The ship was a triple decked ship, and he saw a lot of people wearing exactly the same dark blue uniform as the one he wore.

He was a little confused, as his brain could not process all these information’s immediately, but he already guessed their identity.

Sparta, and every other country rely heavily on exotics to have technological breakthroughs, and to grow in strength. There were lot of exotics that are only found in the sea that, countries require. The seas and oceans are the main territory of the Sea Farers alliance, but this territory was just too big for them to monopolize and keep for themselves. Every country still in existence this age usually organizes exotic exploration fleets, which are sent to the sea to mine exotics.

This action is not hidden from the hegemon of the seas, so every country prepares annual exotic offerings and incentives to the Sea Farers Alliance, to enable them explore and mine in peace. Even the other big 5 organizations pay incentives to them, as the Sea Farers alliance was simply the tyrant of the seas. Their technological advancement is completely focused on increasing their prowess in water.

“I think this ship is part of the exotic exploration fleet of a particular country,” Clark muttered to himself contemplatively. The countries always hide the identities of their fleets, despite this, they always plunder the exotics of other fleets smaller than theirs.

As Clark thought, he was quickly brought to the highest place in the whole ship. He didn’t know what they saw in him, to bring him directly to the leader of this ship.

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