He ran the same zones. The same contracts. The same entry times.
Dorath's team, Thursday. Zone fourteen, central section, avoiding the northeast. Solo zone eleven Friday, standard collection. Zone nine Saturday for the Stalker-type creatures that had moved into the space the Mantle Cat's territory had left and were producing better dual-channel yield than zone eleven's comparable contracts.
He did not change his pattern.
But he counted every day.
Soren was at the mission board on Tuesday.
He had been running C-zone contracts independently since his promotion—zone twelve, mostly, with occasional forays into zone thirteen for the higher-yield Storm-type material his path could extract most efficiently. He had built a systematic record in the first two months of C-Rank that the board's completion logs showed as consistently excellent without ever being dramatic.
