Chapter 56-56- Novice Mercenary
After sending the message, Yvette stood on the bank of the River Lorne and waited for a while. Unexpectedly, the first person to reply to the message was Welding Gun.
He didn't even reply with a text message, but a shocked and excited voice call: "Fuck, Miss Mage, you're not dead?"
"Something happened and I had to remain anonymous for a while," said Yvette.
"So that's how it is!"
Hearing the same cool and calm tone as four years ago, Welding Gun was immediately relieved. It turned out to be the real person. It was worth his while to make a special voice call to confirm.
Then he said excitedly: "Well, Miss Mage, are you interested in our business?"
"Sure, how much do you want?" Yvette asked.
"Well... let's start with 10." Welding Torch gritted his teeth and said, the price of one Arcane Wind Blade is 50,000, and 10 copies are naturally 500,000. This is not something that ordinary people can afford. Even he doesn't have that much liquid capital, and he has to take out some small loans to be able to afford it.
But he didn't dare to buy less, for fear that the wizard lady would repeat her old tricks one day and suddenly disappear from the world, and his business as a middleman would be ruined again.
On her side, Yvette purchased the remote packaging service of Heita Pharmaceuticals after a long absence. After deducting the 50,000 yuan packaging fee and adding the 500,000 yuan transferred from the welding gun, she suddenly had an extra 450,000 credit points in her hands, and she suddenly became well-off.
However, this is definitely unsustainable. The welding torch is simply afraid of running out of work later, so it's buying a large amount all at once. Given the scale of the gray market around the Blackwater District, it would probably take two or three months to digest these 10 Arcane Wind Blades.
After hanging up the phone with the welding gun, Yvette saw a message from Mrs. Susan. She seemed to be preparing to set up a stall at the night market. After a moment of excitement, she took a few photos of Yvette before the stall was opened, with the background still in the style of the Wright apartment, and asked her to come back and visit when she had time.
She also sent a voice message and transferred 50,000 credit points, thanking Yvette profusely for her role in the incident where Regel was reported. It seemed that she learned from some unknown channel how Yvette spent money to help her husband reduce his sentence and how she gave Gos Groni a heavy sentence.
This was a bit unexpected. After a moment of silence, Yvette accepted her thanks, but did not accept the 50,000 credit points.
For Mrs. Susan, who makes a living by setting up a street stall and has to support her two children in school, 50,000 yuan is already a huge sum of money. She appreciates the kindness, but forgets the money.
Then she asked Hans and Marie and learned that the two children were attending a boarding school. Although it was far inferior to Black Tower Middle School, if their grades were good in the future, and if Regel Hoffmann happened to be released from prison and resumed his old job, the couple might still have a chance to send their two children to the undergraduate department of Black Tower Academy and reconnect with their old classmates.
So, in the end, she followed suit and found a similar excuse for Rosalyn. Thinking that Mrs. Susan still had to go out to work, Yvette took the initiative to end the conversation.
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After putting away the holographic image projected by the ring, Yvette left the banks of the River Lorne in a relatively happy mood and walked towards a bar on Black Street.
Although she already has nearly 500,000 yuan in start-up capital, she does not intend to give up developing the mercenary business.
Selling restricted techniques may seem easy and attractive, but in reality, the business cannot be expanded. Once the reputation becomes well-known, there is a danger of being directly attacked.
But the mercenary business is different. In most countries of the origin civilization, including the New Eden United States, mercenaries are a legal profession, and there are even legal platforms for taking orders. Even the police department will occasionally entrust some business related to gangs to them.
Besides, her dream this time would probably only last for three months, and apart from being a mercenary, there was really no faster way to make money.
"Since dreams are continuous, I should first establish a mercenary identity. Maybe it will be useful every time I enter a dream in the future..." she whispered to herself.
Pushing open the door to the Floating Light Bar, unlike the blaring music of other bars, the music here was more lyrical. However, Yvette had already researched a lot online and knew this was also a mercenary commission posting point, so she wasn't surprised.
She sat down at the bar and saw a bartender in his twenties, dressed in a black suit, approaching her. He looked at her with amusement and said, "Little sister, are you sure you've come to the right place? Minors are not allowed to drink, but you can order other drinks."
"A glass of mixed coconut milk." Yvette said calmly. After the bartender prepared the drink, she did not pick it up with her hands. Instead, she used wind magic instead of her hands to bring the cup to her lips, took a sip, and put it down silently.
The bartender's expression changed. He glanced at the silver-haired girl's magic ring, "Black Tower S3," and his tone was no longer frivolous: "Ms. Mage, are you... here to take orders?"
In the Origin Civilization, mercenaries typically sought commissions through online channels. These channels were often supported by eight major corporations within their respective spheres of influence, providing technical support. One party placed the order, the other accepted it, and the commission was secured. It even appeared legitimate on the surface, not much different from hiring a private investigator.
But in reality, it's definitely not that simple. Many commissions are illegal, and you can't really post a commission on the platform asking a mercenary to kill someone for you. The police will come to your door the next day.
Therefore, they usually negotiate offline first, and then find an excuse to conduct the transaction online, with the platform as a guarantee for both parties. If the transaction is not completed within the specified time limit, the deposit can be compensated normally.
At this time, places like the Floating Light Bar can come into play. They often issue some gray commissions for others. Once they have reached an agreement with a mercenary, they will find a reason to complete the transaction on an online platform, which is equivalent to a middleman among middlemen.
"You can call me 'Nameless'."
Yvette gave the nickname of her account registered on the mercenary platform. She said, "I just arrived in Agashe and am looking for some commissions. I know the Floating Light Bar also offers this service."
"I see." The bartender nodded. "Well, Miss Noname, let me introduce myself. My name is Carters, and I'm the middleman at the Floating Light Bar."
After Yvette nodded, he asked, "Miss Wuming, what is your mercenary account number and how many points are there?"
The transaction amount on the platform is converted into mercenary points at a rate of one ten-thousandth. For example, completing a large order of 1 million credit points will increase 100 points. This score, combined with the commission completion rate, can be used to judge the level of a mercenary to a certain extent.
After Yvette told him the account number, Carters immediately searched it and showed an embarrassed expression: "Ms. Mage, are you sure you are not kidding me..."
He had just searched for this nameless mercenary account. Wow, a new one registered today, with no information at all. How could he possibly judge her? He knew she was a young female mage, judging by her apparent skills. Otherwise, he would have dismissed her. A novice mercenary like this, instead of gaining experience through legitimate business, was now working for him on shady errands. Wouldn't that tarnish Carters' reputation as a professional middleman?
"I can pay a large deposit, more than 100,000 yuan," said Yvette.
"No... Miss Mage, that's not what I meant." Carters sighed. "We middlemen focus on reputation and completion rate. Even if you can pay the deposit, a failed order is still a failed order. Clients don't place orders just to earn the deposit... Do you understand me?"
Yvette was silent for a moment, then asked, "Do you have any long-standing commissions that are difficult to complete?"
Carters immediately understood what the silver-haired girl in front of him meant. She wanted to find a commission that was posted a long time ago but no one had taken it up for lack of money or because it was too difficult to do so, to prove her ability.
This is a good idea. The point is, this kind of commission has been languishing in their hands for a long time. Mercenaries all know how dreadful this kind of commission is. Even if they mess it up, it won't affect the intermediary's reputation...
"There really is such a commission, but I'm afraid you wouldn't dare to accept it even if you knew about it." Carters thought for a moment and gave a playful smile, as if he was expecting the reaction of the arrogant wizard lady in front of him.
"You say." Yvette's voice was calm.
"You should know the 'Werewolf Killer', right? The famous serial killer who shocked the entire Agashai, and the one wanted by AJSP with a 1 million yuan bounty last month." Carters said.
Yvette had no idea, but she nodded first, motioning for him to continue.
"There's a fearless female reporter who wants to investigate the true identity of the werewolf killer, but she's afraid of being targeted. So she's posted a commission, looking for someone to act as her bodyguard during the investigation. 50,000 credits for five days. You can add more credits after the time expires, and the amount will be calculated at 20,000 per day."
Carters tutted his words and said, "This job doesn't pay enough, and it's also very risky. Who knows what kind of talent that werewolf killer has? No one wants to take it, and the commission will expire in two days. If you're confident, go be the bodyguard for that female reporter. If you're lucky enough to kill the werewolf killer, you can even collect the 1 million yuan reward. How about that? Are you confident?"
"I accepted it. Please post the transaction on the mercenary platform."
"...Really?"
Carters was stunned for a moment. The other party's words were so natural that he suspected he had misheard. But the silver-haired girl's calm eyes and attitude seemed to have a magical power, which made him subconsciously choose to do as she said.
At the same time, he recalled the pamphlet from the well-known cult "Holy Spirit Sect," which described the various necessary conditions for the birth of a "vengeful spirit." He hurriedly muttered, "I've said everything I need to say. If you die, don't come back to me as a ghost..."
(End of this chapter)
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