"I-I want to exchange money." – Jack constantly looked around and spoke carefully.
The employee was a little flustered by Jack's suspicious behavior, but he quickly showed his professionalism.
"Wait a minute, please."
The gold coins were spread evenly on the counter, for a total of six. He picked up a coin and examined it very carefully.
"Yes, all of these are sixty thousand Souls, so what kind of coins would you like to convert to?"
"I'm in need of the most common coins, convenient to buy things. If these gold coins are worth ten thousand Souls each, I'd probably need something worth about a hundred or less."
"So you want the Hawk coin, right? It's actually a hundred Souls."
"Can you try it for me?"
"Here."
Jack is given a silver coin. Its size is about a third of the Pluton gold coin. Its carving is a simplified tulip.
"Okay. I'll just exchange one Pluton coin for a hundred To... that kind of coin." – Jack found it really hard to pronounce the name of that strange coin.
"Okay okay."
The employee nodded and took one of the gold coins and put it in the cash drawer. He then asked his colleague to bring a bag to Jack.
"We have put enough one hundred Hawk coins in this bag. You can check it if you want. In addition, we will make a commitment on this transaction to ensure transparency between the two parties."
"That's great then."
Jack counted every penny in the bag carefully, when he had enough, he moved on to read the commitment. It spells out the transaction between the two parties and emphasizes that the financial institution will be held responsible if something goes wrong. Satisfied, Jack took the quill and signed his name.
"Okay."
“May I ask if you would like to deposit money in this financial institution?” – The employee did not forget to advertise with a warm smile
"Huh? Ah… Uh, no… Wait, come to think of it, yes! Yes, I would like to send these five gold coins.” – Although he was a bit hesitant, Jack decided to send money in the end.
Hearing that Jack agreed to send money, the employee immediately showed a bright smile. And when he learned that he didn't have an account, he immediately introduced many types of incentives, so many that Jack had a headache before hearing it. In the end, he chose a style that sounded reasonable and quickly set up an account to deposit money here.
"It's all over. Do you need anything else?"
"Do not need."
"Then have a nice day!"
"Thanks."
Leaving there, Jack quickly found somewhere to buy breakfast. Even though the image of a butcher truck appeared in his mind, Jack pushed it aside, now was not the time for luxury dining. He found a bakery not far away.
What Jack bought was the cheapest item in the store, dry bread, with only one Soul. Obviously he was nagged by the shop owner when he made him rotten 99 Souls.
Sitting on a nearby wooden bench, Jack enjoyed his shabby breakfast.
The cake was different from the soft and delicious bread he had eaten on Earth. It was horribly hard, as if it was made to test human teeth. The dry piece of cake that you eat keeps getting stuck in your throat, swallowing forever but not drifting.
Jack immediately ran to the nearby fountain, using his hand to collect water to drink to prevent choking. Even though the meal was miserable, at least he still had something to put in his mouth.
"Come to think of it, the king gave me a hundred gold coins at first. And each one was worth ten thousand Souls, so didn't I already have a million!? And this cake has only one Soul. A million bread... If it hadn't been robbed, I'd have eaten for the rest of my life! Damn it! Damn it!!!"
Jack cursed for a long time to relieve his anger, but then stopped, crying and sad now won't help, he has to endure.
Sitting back on the bench, Jack struggled to call out his status card to take a closer look. With a bell, Jack's status card appeared right in front of him.
"Hmm, is the condition malnourished? Maybe I should find something to eat soon..."
Jack scrolled through race, gender and age, he pressed his Useless job, a sub-information panel popped up immediately.
Useless: A job for a useless person.
Reading through this short text made Jack feel indescribably bitter...
'Um, concise, right?'
Next, Jack looks at his Level and skills.
Level: Level (also known as level) is a measure of each person's development. When you kill an enemy, you will get a certain amount of experience points. After having enough experience points, the system will proceed to level up.
+Every time you level up, the basic stats will change depending on each person.
+Every time you level up, there is a 5% chance of an effect that restores the body to its strongest state.
Your current level is 1!
"The body recovery thing sounds great! Now let's see what my skills can do!"
Assessment (Level 1): Helps the user to partially understand the nature of the object to be assessed.
"Not bad..."
Language Comprehension (Level 1): Enables the owner to understand certain languages.
"If I don't have this skill, I'm tired."
Indeed, having been in such a foreign land, if they couldn't even speak their language, Jack certainly had no chance of surviving.
The Base of the Useless (Unique): The ground that a useless person should have.
+Reduce the amount of experience gained by 80%.
“Even though I don't know what the experience points are… but being humiliated and cut down is really annoying.”
Jack huffed and turned to see the next skill he had.
Random Teleport (x1): Teleports the user to a completely random location.
"Random? Does that mean you can't decide where you're going?"
This brief description is too vague. But that's why it scared Jack to think of the possibilities that could happen if he used this skill… What if he used it and was thrown into a place full of enemies or in the middle of the sea, it would probably only happen. there is water to dispose of.
+Relationship with /…/: Not authorized to assess.
"Insufficient authority... How the hell..." – Jack sighed heavily – “So I have two useful skills. But the other three are… damn it…”
Jack scratched his head, pulling his hair as he considered the current situation: not much money left, severe lack of knowledge of this world, no home...
“Hopeless… hopeless…”
---Oo---
'Um, let me ask you this! Do you know what you've been up to these past few days? Don't do anything!!!!'
It's been a week since Jack left the palace. He had found himself a motel room with cheap rent to stay. However, in the past time, Jack's life has not made any outstanding progress.
Every day, he still goes out for a walk around the city, asking questions of people and remembering necessary things, such as where to go if he is sick. When I feel hungry, I buy dry bread to eat and go back to the inn to rest when I'm tired
However, currently Jack still does not have a job.
Although it only costs him about 3 Souls a day to eat, things like clothes and room rent (forcing a deposit of two months in advance) are also a bit soaked.
'Um, I'll say it again! Get a job!!!!"
"I guess I should try going to what the people here call the adventurer's guild. I heard it's easy to get a job there."
'Um, go to work!'
Jack changed and left the motel room, without forgetting to lock the door, of course.
The adventurer's guild building was located quite near the east gate of the city. There, they could easily transport materials in and out, and adventurers could also leave the city more easily.
The inside was packed with people, and almost everyone was armed with armor and weapons. This place was noisy and full of sweat.
Jack made his way through the crowd carefully so as not to be hit by the sharp weapons and made his way to the reception desk. However, there was already a line of people there, so he had to wait in line for his turn. Fortunately, they worked quickly, so soon there was only one person standing in front of him.
"Next person!"
Seeing that it was his turn, Jack approached and sat down on the chair. The receptionist was a neatly dressed girl with a pretty face.
"Hi, what do you need?"
"Eh, ah, yes! I want to join the adventurer's guild."
"Is that so? The joining fee will be two hundred Souls, do you have it?"
"Have!" Jack answered and placed two Hawk silver coins on the table.
"Okay, wait a minute."
The receptionist turned around, picked and took a sheet of paper from the stack of papers and handed it to Jack.
"Can you read and write?"
"I know a little bit."
"Okay, here is the registration form to become a member of the guild, read it, if you don't understand anything, just ask me."
Picking up the quill next to him, Jack dipped it in the inkwell and wrote quickly. A few days ago, Jack realized that his Language Comprehension skill was extremely convenient, it not only helped him understand the words and characters of this world. As soon as Jack thinks about what he wants to write, his hand will automatically write those words right away.
With a bit of confusion, Jack has completed the registration form with his information. He signed his name and gave it back to her, along with two Hawks.
"Okay, Christopher Jack? You have a strange name, don't you... Sorry, first of all, welcome to the Adventurer's Guild!"
"Thanks."
"Currently you'll start at Iron level. So the quests you'll get will be the easy ones."
"Iron level?"
"Here, I mean this one."
The receptionist took out a metal card the size of a credit card and handed it to Jack.
"This is your Adventurer card, since you're just starting out it's made of iron. Iron tier means that. Iron is the lowest, then Bronze, Silver, Gold and the highest is Special tier. The more active you are, the faster you will level up. The higher the level, the more difficult quests you will be able to complete."
"Um, just asking, but will this card allow me to get an interest-free loan from a financial institution? Or if I sell it to a collector, will I have enough money to live well for the rest of my life? are not?"
'Um, you've been into movies…'
"What are you babbling about? We don't lend money here, why would anyone buy this?"
"Uh... It's not that easy, is it?" – Jack smiled wryly and scratched his head
Seeing the receptionist look at me like a strange animal that just escaped from the cage, Jack was also a bit embarrassed
"So, do you have any questions now?"
"Ah, no! Can you give me a quest that's a little easier to do now?"
---Oo---
It was sunny like fire, and Jack was hunched over to pull weeds, sweat all over his body. This was the task he had received, taking care of the garden of the noble's mansion.
"I don't know if the word risky is an exaggeration? Isn't that place basically just a job brokerage place?"
Jack wiped the sweat from his forehead and stood, beside him was a mound of weeds that had already been pulled. His part of the work was almost done, only a small area left.
Besides Jack, there were several other Iron-ranked "adventurers" doing the same job, and they were quite friendly. After chatting for a while, Jack and they also went back to work.
Before long, Jack was done with his job. He went to the butler of the mansion and asked him to evaluate his duties. After he finished, he said goodbye and quickly went to the guild to exchange for the reward.
Holding the money bag in his hand, Jack's mood brightened up. Although it couldn't compare to the nearly hundred Pluton coins that had been stolen, this was the money he had worked hard to earn.
With money in hand, Jack thought about what he would buy. Neccessary? Clothes? Or a little decent meal to treat yourself to?
"Oh my! Why does it look so familiar? Isn't that Jack? That's right!"
Jack jumped when he heard that voice. Without looking back, Jack already knew who the owner of that voice was, he was so used to hearing it.
"Lee..." Jack mumbled.
Yes, the one talking is Tony Lee, the thug who terrorizes Jack. I don't know what a guy like him is doing here though. But Jack knows he shouldn't get involved.
However, before Jack could slip into the crowd, someone grabbed one of his shoulders, making it impossible for him to run.
"Hey hey, where are you going in such a hurry? Friends who haven't seen you for a long time, why are you so cold?"
"Let me out!"
Jack struggled, trying to escape from Lee's grip. However, Lee forced Jack to stay still by pressing the blade of the knife to the back of his neck. Two of Lee's juniors appeared and held onto him.
After that, Jack was led away by the Lees. When they reached an empty slum, they threw him to the ground.
"How are you these days, Jack?"
"..."
Jack didn't answer, he tried to think of a way out of this trouble.
"How are you? Good, good!"
Saying that, Lee put his foot in Jack's stomach.
"Huh! Ugh! Ugh! Cough!"
'Um, Why do you always aim for the stomach?'
"Yeah! I'm glad to see you too, Jack! Hahaha!" - Lee said and flashed a bright smile.
"Okay, no more joking, let's get to the main story! You know? We got some money from that king, but we spent it all. I heard you got a hundred gold coins from him? Give us borrow it."
"I don't have..."
"C'mon, can't you just spend all of that in a week? Don't lie to me!"
Lee delivered a punch straight to Jack's face.
"T... I got robbed!"
"It got robbed? You think I care? And what are you carrying around on your waist? Give it here!" - Lee laughed and said in a commanding voice.
"N-No."
Despite his fear, Jack risked his life to push Lee's outstretched arm aside.
"Huh? What did I just hear? Tell me again!"
"I-I won't give this money to you guys! This is t-this is my sweat and tears!" – Jack said in a trembling voice"Oh, oh, got it!" Lee nodded and smiled.…and immediately hit Jack in the face with a powerful punch. Although he had predicted this might happen, Jack was still unable to block the blow."Tell me, Jack!" – Lee held out his right hand in front of Jack – "See the ring I'm wearing? According to the old king, just wearing it I can keep my strength no different from ordinary people! I punched then you probably won't die!With that, Lee grabbed Jack by the collar and gave him another right hook, and then another... Being treated like a sandbag for Lee to practice punching, soon Jack's face was swollen and painful. harmful."Huh... Ugh... Ah..."'Um, wow! It looks painful, you must be angry right? Hey, I don't think you can hear what I'm saying... But listen to me! Do you want revenge? Do you want to try and teach these bastards a lesson?'"It's okay, boss, moreover it's dead.""O
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