60. new day (1)
While Forrest was talking about Al and Oliver, Oliver got into a second job.
The first thing, of course, was to get to know Forrest and become a solver,
The second job was just as important and in a sense more difficult as the first.
It is nothing other than finding accommodation.
·····know. that this is bullshit However, it was true.
It was unexpectedly difficult for Oliver to find accommodation for Oliver, who lacked daily experiences such as buying things and having normal conversations.
It may sound silly, but it was more difficult than catching a chimera, but fortunately, it wasn’t as difficult as I thought.
It was because Cant had already taught me some decent lodgings, how to get a room, and how to keep the room price down in the form of long-term stays.
He even did a few role-plays, which made it easier than expected for Oliver to get a room at a decent lodging a few steps away from the restaurant in Forest.
As it is a place that works all night, I was able to get a room without any noise, but I was able to reduce the room price to some extent by paying one month’s rent in advance, as Cant’s advice.
click-
Oliver opened the door and looked into the room.
It wasn’t a very good room for the price, but it was still quite spacious.
It was a good enough room for Oliver, who had slept in the beggar’s den until yesterday.
Oliver lowered his bag, put the quarter staff against the wall, and took off his coat. And I felt a little satisfaction.
It was a really successful day for the first day I left the beggars.
It’s different from what I expected, but anyway, I met Forrest and became a problem solver, and I got a place to stay for a while… It was pretty good.
But the joy was only temporary.
Because this is just a starting point.
Oliver’s goal is to use the black market on his own to get the books and knowledge he wants.
However, compared to that goal, what I did today is a starting point… No, I couldn’t even say that I was standing at the starting point.
As Cant said, the black market is an uncharted territory that no one can use.
If Cant, who had some experience in the afterlife, said that much, it was obvious that Oliver, who had just started, would need a lot of effort to get there.
Also, even if I got the qualifications to use it, that wasn’t the end. Because I needed money.
Cant himself did not know the details because he could not use the black market, but considering its reputation, he said that it would cost a lot of money to use it only once.
Even Oliver said he wanted a rare book about black magic and demons, so he would need a lot more.
Oliver agreed with that idea.
I don’t know if this is a correct example, but even a pilgeret is 100,000 won per blood. It was Randa 2 million per pack.
Oliver can make whatever he wants.
So, it is a natural inference that books on black magic and demons that are more rare and dangerous than that are more expensive.
As these thoughts licked his tail, Oliver was a little tired, but he couldn’t sleep.
Instead of falling asleep, my mind became clearer.
If I don’t put this issue back together, it’s hard to sleep well today.
So, to clear his mind, Oliver took off his jacket and picked up the quarterstaff again, which he had placed against the wall.
I grabbed the end and stretched it forward until it reached the opposite wall.
Oliver began to pull and swing the quarterstaff as he practiced with Cant.
I could hear the sound of bang- bang- cleaving the air, and compared to the first one, it could be said that it was a great development.
Oliver continued to repeat the sequence of movements mechanically, contemplating what to do next.
The first thing I thought of was a goal.
The goal was, needless to say, a black market.
Although it started from a story he heard by chance, Black Market was an essential stop in order to learn about the beautiful lights, black magic, and demons that are now Oliver’s interests.
In order to use the stopover, he said that he had to become a competent solver, build a reputation, and form a network with a giant.
Like the capitalists, politicians, or the heads of a large criminal organization called the Crime Firm who rule this landa….
Cant told him not to worry too much about Oliver’s skills, as demand would be sufficient, but frankly, that was questionable.
Because Oliver didn’t know if he was strong enough or weak.
Of course, among the warlocks I’ve met so far, Oliver has never failed to win, but it made it difficult for Oliver to bulge or gain confidence.
In the past, there were people who almost killed Oliver, such as the Blitz Wizard or Joseph.
In particular, I have not forgotten the moment I faced the old man on horseback.
Despite the crude appearance of flesh and intestines intertwined, Oliver didn’t think he would win a fight with it.
Of course, unknown familiarity was stronger than fear, but if it had been an attack rather than a greeting, Oliver would almost certainly not be here.
It was an instinct without any basis, but it was more certain than any other evidence.
I can only say that Oliver was lucky to have survived.
So Oliver tried to be as careful as possible. Cant said so too.
Of course, Oliver didn’t want to die.
Dying was a scary thing, and it was even more frightening when there were so many questions like now.
Cant advise that you must gather information to avoid such dire situations.
Thanks to that, he himself did not die and survived.
Of course, Oliver was going to follow that advice unconditionally.
Following the advice of the broker, Forrest, I was planning to solve the requests step by step to build a career, gain trust, and learn about this floor.
It was a little rushed, but it was a necessary task because it was different from when Cant was working.
Thus, Oliver made a plan to slowly but surely approach the black market by figuring out the floor and his location.
I wouldn’t have been able to think so deeply in the past, but thanks to Cant’s always nail-biting explanations, I knew this was necessary now.
Minimize risk as much as possible to reach your goal.
‘Well, even then, if you want to become a solver that can use the black market, you will probably face a risk.’
Cant’s unconfident voice suddenly rang in his ears.
He had been teaching Oliver hard for the past three months, but nevertheless, he always said anxiously that the road to the black market was an unknown territory he had never been to.
It seems like he wants to stop Oliver if he can.
“·················ogue.”
Oliver stopped swinging the quarterstaff and shook his head.
It was a meaningless act to think of what Cant was reluctant to do.
Anyway, this was Oliver’s path.
Curiosity was not something I could give up even if I could hold on for a while.
“ah····. Money is also an issue.”
Oliver, sweating all over his body, murmured.
Then, he put the quarter staff on one wall and took out the gluttonous pocket and the bundle of money he received from Forrest today from the inside of the coat hung.
The gluttonous pouch made of bast, teeth, eyeballs, and emotions of greed woke up from the desk and looked around.
Just to make sure there’s no money or precious metals nearby.
“·····!”
The glutton bag checked the bundle of money next to him.
Then, limbs and limbs sprouted from the empty mass of flesh and ran towards the bundle of money.
widely-
As Gluttony Pouch was about to pick up the bundle of banknotes, Oliver stopped them with his hand.
Gluttony Pouch looked up at Oliver dissatisfied.
Oliver smiled and asked.
“Food pockets. I’m sorry, but could you take out all the money I put in?”
Grateful Pouch first swung his arms in anger, but as Oliver looked at him silently, he became frightened and began to vomit money by forcing his arm into his mouth.
Sew-! See you-!
She made a bizarre sound, as if she was vomiting, and poured out bundles of bills.
The money he vomited was the compensation he had received from the Beggars Union, but Oliver picked up the piles of money one by one and carefully organized them.
The money that was cleaned up was left with the remuneration from Forrest.
Altogether, about eighty million dollars.
Considering that he was an orphan worker in a mine just recently, it was a huge amount.
Oliver agreed.
However, it was an insufficient amount for Oliver at present.
There are things that use the black market, but there are other things Oliver wants to do personally.
For example, making an invoice doll…
Among the books I got from the puppeteer Glyph, there were a small number of books on how to embalm a corpse, remotely control it, and transform it into a mortuary doll.
Oliver read this and kept thinking he wanted to give it a try.
Of course, it could be difficult with a human body, but an animal carcass would be fine, but the problem was that it required a lot of money for this work as well.
Since the glyphs are meticulous, I wrote down the costs required for the work.
Starting with the cost of finding a workplace, there were not expensive things such as preservatives, various drugs, machinery, work tools, emotions, and vitality.
Even with rough calculations, it was concluded that the initial cost of making an invoice doll is at least tens of millions to hundreds of millions of dollars.
Once the workshop stabilized, the cost would come down a bit, but whatever it was, it would cost a lot of money, which meant Oliver couldn’t make an invoice doll right away.
It was truly a pity.
There’s something I want to do, but I can’t do it because I don’t have the money.
He seemed to understand why Peter and many others crave money so much.
Money was essential. All from one to ten.
There was no part where money did not intervene from simply wanting to sleep and eating food.
This natural fact that I knew in my head touched my skin for the first time in my life.
“… it’s fun.”
Oliver muttered involuntarily instead of being silent.
Orphanages, mines, warlock organizations, beggars, etc. Until now, all you had to do was do what you were told, but now it is not.
Whether Oliver wanted it or not, he had to keep thinking for himself.
How to become a solver to access the black market, how to secure the necessary funds, etc.
To be honest, I can’t deny that it’s annoying and I want to pass it on to someone else, but Oliver nevertheless tasted a different feeling than before.
It’s like thinking about what to do next. This was pretty interesting.
“·················ogue.”
Oliver kept only Randa 2 million of all his fortune in small money and spoke to the gluttons again.
“Eat the rest again.”
Hearing those words, the bag of gluttons, suffering from hunger, immediately rushed to the bundle of money, climbed on top of it, and began to devour the money.
It was very ravenous, but Oliver mumbled as he watched it silently.
“First, I need to make money. like this.”
***
the next morning.
Oliver got up early as usual.
Compared to the beggar’s den I had stayed in until yesterday, it was like a palace, so there was no discomfort at all.
After washing his face, getting dressed, and having a light breakfast provided by the inn, Oliver left the hostel and headed to the restaurant where Forest is located.
Fortunately, the restaurant was open early in the morning, and an employee named Al welcomed us as usual.
“Dave, Mr. What are you doing early in the morning?”
Oliver looked at employee Egg’s emotions. It wasn’t malicious, but it seemed to be hiding something.
It’s a place where we can’t understand each other, and Kant was right.
“hello. Mr. Al. I came to see if there was anything else.”
“okay. Then, I will guide you to the boss……. Oh, and you can call me Al comfortably. Come on, follow me.”