The Author's POV

Chapter 22

"Everything is starting to make sense now..."

Hearing Ren's investment plan, smallsnake's face couldn't help but scrunch up in frustration.

It was nothing short of idiotic.

He was also beginning to doubt the reason as to why he was chosen.

At first, he thought it may have been because he had somehow heard about his outstanding talent, but now he was starting to believe it was because no other broker wanted to work with him!

Shorting C.B pharmaceuticals, a behemoth in the pharmaceutical industry, and investing in W.V stock?

From a sane person's point of view, this was an investment that had no basis to back up its claim.

With C.B.'s current performance, the stock was expected to rise even further.

Moreover, with his connections, he could tell beforehand if something was going on within the company.

But there were no signs of abnormality within C.B., suggesting that this was an investment that had no foundation behind it.

What was even more confusing was the fact that he needed to employ the service of a black market broker for this kind of deal.

Black market brokers were hired when one wanted to hide their identity from the prying eyes of the world when making an investment.

This was usually done so that the client could avoid government agents' pursuit.

But that was only applicable to criminals.

'Is he perhaps going to kill someone important?'

Smallsnake thought as he stared at his employer up and down.

He firmly doubted it.

Judging from his demeanor and strength, he was in no way a rich second-generation kid, plus he roughly estimated that his contractor's strength was around G-F rank.

There was simply no way he could kill anyone important enough to warner a stock fluctuation. Not with his meager amount of strength.

'Was he perhaps trying to hide his identity because he's too embarrassed to publicly go through with his own deal?'

Smallsnake thought as he bitterly shook his head.

From what he could tell, this was probably the most plausible hypothesis he could come up with.

I mean, no matter how smallsnake looked at it, his client was neither some bigshot nor someone strong enough to assassinate an important figure.

What irked him the most about this deal was how confident his employer was. His demeanor was like that of someone who was sure to make money out of this nonsensical deal.

Was he delusional?

No matter how smallsnake looked at it, this deal was simply stupid.

Yet, deep within his heart, maybe just maybe, he hoped for his client to be right.

'Well, who knows, maybe he'll really be right...'

Smallsnake thought as he couldn't help but lightly chuckle at the almost impossible scenario.

Rather than just question, it was better to just perform as the client wished.

Sometimes you just might be in for a surprise.

Moreover, the main policies employed by all [Lost Reapers] employees were:

- Never ask questions about client identity

- Never ask questions about client action

Therefore, even if he wanted to convince his client against doing such investment, he couldn't as it was [Lost Reapers] policy to not question the client's decision.

Letting out a sigh underneath his mask, smallsnake quickly went through his terms and signed it.

At least he was getting paid for his work.

was just a bummer to see

I couldn't help

mask, his expressions could

and how his shoulders dropped at the

now,

myself as I

are

can invest, but I'm planning on investing at

"..."

to shed tears beneath

of small-time investment

10,000 U? 50,000U?

this, smallsnake could confirm that he wasn't some second-generation

such a meager amount, even if you somehow predicted correctly, the

was the point of commissioning him if you were only planning

[Lost Reapers] rules, smallsnake resigned himself to

you have the money

only have about 10,000 U

so when will

I make

"Pardon?"

I make more

"..."

to deduce one thing about the identity

He was a villain.

to make hard-working

drooping figure, I barely managed

gone a bit overboard, but I

towards his chair, smallsnake sat down while holding his

plann-ing on

tried his best to

gonna go

-Klang!

vividly see his life flash

done to deserve

I could barely

a consequence of

the funniest reaction I

but his

company employee who

at his lifeless expression,

contacting him was not his outstanding set of

type of person that took

how absurd the request was, once accepted, he would

that

chair and endlessly tortured,

reliable of

of the

for a couple of seconds, smallsnake sighed and finally came to

in no position

I still need

switched

do you require

need a

I guess you weren't joking when you mentioned the

head, I

an F rank dungeon which shouldn't be too difficult. What I need your help with is with handling the corpses

took out a piece of paper, and started scribbling

1,000 U per normal monster corpse,

the corpse is

acquire an F rank monster core,

towards where I was standing, smallsnake mind quickly raced as he slowly formulated a plan for me. "From what you've told me, you wanted

the 50,000 U you are planning to invest, you

either kill 40

the paper in which he had

the things you need to do to raise that

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