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 his first client lose so

actions, I couldn't

expressions could be read like an

he heard about the deal, and how his shoulders dropped at the realization that he was dealing with a stupid

for now, he'll eventually thank

myself as I enjoyed watching

are you planning

U I can invest, but I'm planning on investing at least five times that. So around

"..."

was already starting to shed

kind of small-time investment

10,000 U? 50,000U?

wasn't some second-generation rich kid that

even if you somehow predicted correctly, the

him if you

rules, smallsnake

do you have the money

about

so when will you

I make enough

"Pardon?"

I make

"..."

on, smallsnake was able to deduce one

He was a villain.

that loved to

figure, I barely managed to hold back my

have gone a bit overboard,

smallsnake sat down while holding his head

you plann-ing on mak-ing

said as he tried

gonna go to

-Klang!

chair, smallsnake could vividly see his life flash before his

have I done to deserve

body around, I could barely keep my laughter in

uncontrollably as a consequence of me trying to hold back my

was probably the funniest reaction I had ever seen in my

his current demeanor was

a black company employee who had

lifeless expression,

him was not his outstanding set

type of person that

how absurd the request was, once accepted, he would always try to accomplish

that could

he was tied down to a chair

how reliable of

specifics of the deal. You just have to

sighed and finally came to terms with my absurd

no

still

at me, smallsnake switched back

other service do you

a

guess you weren't joking when you mentioned the word dungeon

my head, I

too difficult. What I need your

his head smallsnake took out a piece of paper, and

around 1,000 U per

you consider the conditions at which the corpse is

an F rank monster core, you can very easily

slowly formulated a

10,000 of the 50,000 U you are planning to invest, you would approximately

then you must either kill 40 F-rank monsters, 8 bosses, or find an

smallsnake handed me the paper in which he had calculated the

layout of the things you need to do to raise that much

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