Transitioning into the next phase of his plan, Yen's mind was already abuzz with ideas and strategies that would pave the way for his success in the underground market he was about to venture into.He understood that the underground market operated in stark contrast to the open market; it thrived on secrecy and discretion, but it held the promise of significantly greater financial gains. Yen was determined to navigate this hidden realm and carve out his path to prosperity.In fact, the underground market played a pivotal role in the city's economy, contributing to around seventy percent of its financial activity. The significance of this covert economy could not be overstated; its existence was deeply intertwined with the city's overall financial stability. Any threat to the underground market could potentially spell doom for the city's entire economy.Within the clandestine world of the underground market, all manner of buying and selling thrived. The only exception was the trade of
Yen and Grey settled into the sitting room, taking seats opposite each other as they engaged in their conversation.Yen meticulously laid out his plans, sharing his vision and strategies with Grey. Grey, in response, sat attentively, nodding in agreement with each point and occasionally furrowing his brows in moments of confusion or deep thought. The weight of Yen's revelations and the gravity of the task ahead were evident in their earnest discussion.As Yen spoke, Grey maintained a focused silence, absorbing every detail and insight conveyed in the discussion.When Yen concluded his explanation and offered the opportunity for questions, Grey nodded. "Yes, a few, perhaps two or three," he responded, raising his fingers to emphasize the number. It was evident that Grey had been attentively processing the information and was ready to seek clarifications on specific points.Yen gestured with an encouraging smile, prompting Grey to go ahead with his questions.Grey began by acknowledging
A few hours before sunrise, Yen descended the stairs with eyes that gleamed, showing no sign of having embraced slumber, as rest remained elusive.Upon reaching the sitting room, he sank into one of the plush couches, and for a few minutes, he allowed himself to be consumed by his thoughts.Feeling the pressure of time pressing against him, Yen understood the need for quick action. He concentrated his thoughts, bringing to mind the unresolved issue with Stem, and then proceeded to invoke his system."Hey, Stem," he called out with a sense of urgency in his voice. "I need to figure out how to craft that safe from the Earthborne metal." With determination, Yen rose from the couch once more, determined to get the answers he sought.As Yen made his way back towards his room, where the privacy to converse with his system was assured, he opted to detour into the kitchen.His belly had begun to emit an audible protest, a grumbling noise he found increasingly irksome, and he was determined to
With the Earthborne metal in his possession, Yen's next step was to transform it into a secure safe.{Open the Craft Section,} Stem directed, and Yen, not being familiar with this section, followed the instructions as given.As Yen opened the Craft Section, Stem provided guidance.{It's actually quite straightforward. Up at the top left, you'll see an icon with a plus sign positioned within a square that doesn't touch the edges.} Stem explained, drawing attention to the icon.{Whenever you require material for your crafting, simply click on that icon in the inventory and select the item you need. It will then be transferred to this section for your use.} The explanation clarified the process for Yen.Yen acknowledged Stem's instructions with a nod and proceeded to click on the plus icon as directed. His inventory panel promptly appeared, and after selecting the Earthborne metal, he found a 'Done' button at the panel's bottom, which he clicked without hesitation.With the inventory pan
"Here you go." Yen carefully set a box on the table, intending to hand it over to Grey, who had just finished washing the dishes. Seated together at the dining area, they enjoyed their breakfast while engaged in conversation.Yen gently nudged the box toward Grey. "These are Qi Gathering Pills. Each one is valued at 1,200,000 Khartos, so be mindful because there are only twenty in there. That should fetch you 24,000,000 Khartos if you manage to sell them all."Grey carefully examined the neatly arranged pills within the smaller boxes, and his nod signaled his understanding. "Understood," he affirmed. After a brief pause, he decided to broach another important topic. "And what about the means of securing the payments, as I had requested?"Yen continued to eat his breakfast methodically, appreciating the flavor before addressing Grey's question. "I've taken care of that as well. For today, I suggest you bring something like a briefcase; it should suffice to hold the entire payment. You
"How'd you come to know of this position?" Yen inquired, feigning ignorance about the opening."I found out during the Board meeting at Blossom Hospital, with Dr. Gil there," Trish explained, her voice as melodious as a songbird to Yen's ears. "Dr. Gil informed us about job openings in his company, but sadly, he passed away before I could apply for a position in the hospital.""May his soul rest in peace," Yen commented somberly, his gaze dropping to the ground as he bowed his head, offering a moment of profound silence that hung heavy in the room.Yen's next question carried a weighty curiosity, casting a shadow of complexity across Trish's face. "Why do you wish to work for this company in particular?" his words probed, seeking to unravel the hidden motivations behind her aspirations.Trish contemplated Yen's question for a brief moment, her gaze drifting to the floor before she found her words. "Dr. Gil's treatment method left me in awe," she began, her voice tinged with admiration
Concluding the interview, Yen escorted Dr. Trish out of the meeting room, guiding her to the floor directly above where his office, the Managing Director's office, and her soon-to-be workspace were located.Upon their arrival, Yen wasted no time in taking her to Director Rotlitch's office, facilitating the introduction. "Director Rotlitch," Yen began, "meet our newest addition, Dr. Trish, who will be working directly with me, or more accurately, under me." Yen's playful gesture, accompanied by a wobbly headshake, elicited a light chuckle from Trish."Dr. Trish, allow me to introduce Director Rotlitch, who serves as the head of the company in place of my teacher and mentor," Yen presented with a light-hearted chuckle. "He's so trustworthy that I'd leave my wife with him after my death, though I don't have one." His laughter punctuated the remark."Welcome to Yuan Pharmaceuticals," Director Rotlitch greeted warmly, extending his hand for a handshake. Trish reciprocated the gesture, thei
While Yen diligently remained in his office, imparting the knowledge of the pill evaluation procedure to Dr. Trish, another individual was engrossed in an entirely distinct endeavor elsewhere within the company.The clock on the wall ticked away, marking the time as precisely 2 p.m. During this specific hour of the day, an individual was on the move, with ambitions set on a substantial financial opportunity. Their intentions and actions remained shrouded in mystery, concealed from the prying eyes of those unaware of the intricate web of events unfolding.Grey, adopting the guise of his new human persona, Diego, strolled through the bustling streets. He was dressed casually in sweatpants and a hoodie, the latter covering a significant portion of his head, concealing his true identity. He moved with purpose, heading toward a destination known only to him.On one hand, he carried an unassuming briefcase supplied by Yen, a vessel containing all the pills intended for sale. On the other, h