Chapter 945
Chapter 945 - 931 Accountant
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"Welcome to the Trading Land, this is a completely peaceful place, you don’t need to worry about fighting, and unauthorized combat and massacre are impossible here..."
A calm female voice narrated welcoming phrases, looking around, but there was nothing.
Damu had accurately perceived that, although the foreign language was ringing in his ears, he could instantly comprehend it.
"Where is this..."
Before his eyes was a fog that was dissipating.
And the ethnic group leader who was striding alone through the fog was both in action and in mentality, engulfed in confusion.
After his "agreement," he instantly arrived here... and as the foggy gas before his eyes gradually cleared, what was revealed was a small town enveloped in white fog.
The tall and peculiar spires, the grand and beautiful religious church burning with heavenly fire, the vast park from which roars of beasts were constantly heard, and at the core, the bank building emanating a modern and sharp air.
If he weren’t still holding that strange "ticket" in his hand, and the reality of the "minus 50" on top, it would all be a dream, and his arrival wasn’t without a price.
When that so-called "Life-points" turned negative, Damu felt his life was threatened, which for a Strongman, was fatal.
Is it really a trap? Had he already been cursed? Why come to this town, yet there’s no one at all...
"...What can I get?"
The rational leader cast aside the numerous distracting thoughts and directly asked the key question.
But still no answer.
Thus, he could only explore on his own...
"...Are these medicines and food?"
And soon, he stumbled upon a surprise.
In front of him appeared to be a marketplace, still devoid of any people, but on each stall were delicious-smelling ’Delicacies’ and familiar medicines.
These medicines were the ones Mr. An Nan had brought over, which he had sent to the family doctor... and when he had gone to ask for more later on, he was outright refused.
And the anti-inflammatory and wound medicine, which that doctor had treated like a treasure, were here in piles, with "1 point per box" in front of the stalls, astoundingly cheap.
"Aren’t you worried about people taking them away..."
Damu walked over without hesitation; what you hold in your hand is true.
[Do you wish to conduct a transaction with XXX for the price of 1 Life-point?]
However, he realized that he couldn’t take anything away at all; it was the "rules"... Instantly, Damu reined in his laxity, his actions and demeanor became more cautious.
He knew that facing what might be a Secret Realm Master above the Rule-level, he definitely couldn’t provoke them!
"Purchase..."
Looking at the fifty negative points he owned, he gritted his teeth and directly requested to pay.
The "ticket" was so expensive; how to break even if not buying more?
[Insufficient points, transaction failed.]
But the cold prompt sound brought him back to reality.
He tried for a long time, but no matter what he picked up, it was still the cold prompt of "insufficient balance."
He was somewhat bewildered, somewhat helpless, and could only sigh... Was this trip for nothing? Was he being toyed with by some big boss with a nasty sense of humor?
"Then, you can send me back, right..."
[Activating remote transportation function, returning to the entry point... Failure. This function requires 50 points, please replenish your points as soon as possible.]
This time, Damu was completely flummoxed.
What kind of prank is this? To just mess around with him?
With no other choice, he had to stand up and take a look around... and as he looked, he completely lost the urge to leave.
What medicines, what foods, compared to the other "commodities," were just a bunch of trash!
"Is this a supernatural weapon? 30 points? That cheap!? Hey? There actually are Blood Coagulation weapons, aren’t those particularly effective against those bastards?"
"Time acceleration function? Uh, how can something so defying and cheap exist?"
"Oh my, there’s even bloodline abilities for sale, and so cheap!?"
"Damn, that must be God-level Flame, you can even buy fire seeds..."
With the previous "medicine" and "transportation fees" as anchors, he felt everything was super cheap.
Now, he was like a poor country boy who had entered a bustling metropolis, utterly dazzled, wanting everything but able to afford nothing.
Originally, he had other ideas, thinking that even the Land of Rules wasn’t without loopholes, until...
"They’re even selling ’Extraordinary Abilities’? Uh, and knowledge too......"
The reality that even these intangible "knowledge," "memory," and "abilities" were for sale dispelled all his inappropriate thoughts.
But still, he couldn’t afford anything... Someone had turned off the "active acquisition permissions" for the courtyard and also stopped giving out small loans to "new customers."
Damu made several rounds, walking back and forth among the various rule buildings, increasingly amazed by the Creator’s power.
"Accelerate physical and injury recovery, speed up training time, purchase knowledge and Power, purchase weapons, ammunition, medicine... with points, even a harmless little animal can quickly become a Strongman."
But still, he had nothing to show for it.
He became increasingly dejected and helpless, wondering if all this was just malicious teasing, had he offended some Big Boss...
"...Do you need a loan service?"
Suddenly, he heard a human voice for the first time.
He hurriedly turned around, but the next moment, his face showed terror, and he instinctively stepped back twice.
The existence behind him was not only silent and imperceptible, but its posture was also too terrible.
It was about three meters tall, a black phantom, incomprehensible, with fluid Darkness as a veil, and fingers stretched out in the shape of white bone.
He, or It, seemed like the Death God of the night.
It stood there without a trace of life, as if there was nothing, ghostly eyes staring at Damu.
"...Do you need a loan service?"
But this time, Damu understood.
He immediately nodded his head; right now, as long as "money" was offered, he was willing to do anything.
"Loans start at 500 points with three thousandths daily interest, settled weekly, compound interest, how much do you need..."
This was probably a predatory loan that any borrower would refuse, but at this time, Damu was overjoyed.
As long as he could purchase precious supplies, as long as he could acquire the Power to defeat those bastards, what did owing a little debt matter!
"Can I borrow a thousand? No? Is my limit not high enough? What’s the maximum limit? Max it out for me!"
At this moment, he had no idea what he was doing, nor did he know what price he would pay for saying "max it out."
Meanwhile, on the high platform, a pair of familiar eyes were watching him.
"Since when does a tiger not eat meat..."
Lu Ping’an always felt that his abilities were too "gentle."
He was well aware of what kind of person he was—completely fair and just? He laughed out loud, for he didn’t believe in something that even reality does not possess.
But his abilities had always appeared too "fair."
Not only were they non-aggressive, they lacked even a hint of bias; as long as the conditions were met, anyone could accept them.
But looking back now, it was...
"...When has a bank ever opened its doors to do charity work? The initial ’friendliness’ is just an early investment..."
Lu Ping’an looked at the "borrower" below with an enigmatic expression... That was not a person, not even an individual.
At this moment, in the Courtyard, three such borrowers were wandering around, seeking their "prey."
This was a new function added to the Courtyard after he obtained the "Accountant" Profession... and at this moment, the Life Bank began to reveal its malevolent side.
"...As a bank, I do indeed have to be fair and just, legal in my transactions. But civilian deals and loans revolve around mutual consent, and there isn’t a court here to declare usurious loans invalid..."
Damu, now with "money" in his hands, rushed off to shop, unaware of what kind of contract he had signed... Perhaps he thought that even if he was in debt, even if he staked his life, as long as what he got in return was enough, it would be worth it.
And his "debt" activated Lu Ping’an’s Career Ability.
When the contract was completed, Lu Ping’an’s "Ledger" gained Damu’s name and a progress bar that was steadily shrinking...
— End of Chapter 945 —