Chapter 71
For Yoren, there was no way he didn't recognize this name.
There was no doubt—this was the world-renowned international security company, Black Steel International.
Yoren quickly recalled what he knew about Black Steel International. According to official records, it was a private security consulting firm and one of the most prominent security contractors. Their services ranged from providing elite armed forces to handling high-risk special operations.
To put it bluntly, if a small-time street security firm grew to dominate the industry, it would be called a high-end security firm. If a mercenary group became the gold standard in private military operations, it would be called Black Steel International.
Beyond their standard security forces, Black Steel also had a classified division specializing in biochemical protection—BPRS. According to available intel, BPRS was one of the few professional units dedicated to handling Originium-related incidents and infected individuals. Officially, their scope extended to various fields, including disaster logistics and engineering rescue.
But Yoren knew better. That was just the public-facing story. In reality, BPRS wasn't about charity or humanitarian efforts. If the payout was good enough, sure, they might step in for post-disaster engineering work. But that wasn't their true purpose.
Everyone in Terra knew where the real money was—Originium. And the only way to obtain it was by venturing into catastrophe zones. An elite unit capable of operating in those high-risk areas? That was the real reason BPRS existed.
Ogur studied Yoren with a smirk.
"You recognize the organization on that card?"
"Black Steel International?"
"Bingo. Looks like I don't need to explain anything."