Earning

In his old world outfit, Vero wakes up. The sun shines through a window, making him squint his eyes. Last night, he decided that he would try out a hotel in the slum. This one is 1200 tel a night with no meal included. In his opinion, this hotel is worth it for its price. His standards are not that hard to meet since he normally sleeps on the streets.

However, this isn't anywhere near the comfort of the old world bed he's been sleeping in the Dumo tower.

'They really need to improve their bed quality'

The room doesn't have a shower, but they do have a cleaning solution. This is a cheap but effective substitute for it. Vero learns about this through his own curiosity. Still, he preferred water running through his entire body, but that's unrealistic for the price.

Due to the influence of the walls and being next to the hunter's office, this hotel is rather luxurious for the slum population. The guild receptionist recommended this to him, saying that he would get a discount if he mentioned her name.

At first, he thought it was a scam, but it turned out to be true. He guesses that the receptionist would get some money from recommending people, but it's just his guess. Maybe he will ask next time.

Now that he's off the grid, with no training and no slavery, he doesn't know what to do. He has a rough plan, but he doesn't know if he can do it. His main objective now is to stop the ruin tracker invasion. For some reason, the Dumo Tower lacks a lot of resources. The A.I. didn't give him enough information, but he did not decide to pry any further.

Another problem he has is the language. The old world terminal bracelet only records the old world language, which means that it's useless when reading or writing in this era's language. He thinks it'd be easy for the bracelet to translate, but when he tries to figure out how the thing says, he doesn't have enough computing power.

Judging from how it works, he thinks that it needs to connect to the local network of the Dumo tower to translate.

Thinking about what to do next, Vero first went to the hunter's office to receive his reward. He sat on a bench after receiving his queue paper. Observing people coming in and out of the hunter's guild, he's surprised that their ages range from a young boys like him to elderly people, albeit small in numbers.

Most people that usually do this kind of job are around 15-30 in appearance. The only people that can do this line of work forever are people who turn themselves into cyborgs. He learned this a while ago when Cheery told him about it.

"Number 83, please enter counter 3 for your appointment."

The callout interrupts his thoughts. He enters a room that's labeled as 3. Despite the passage of time, numbers still retain their shape. This is incredible from Vero's point of view.

He walked in expecting to see the same person from before, but to his disappointment, he saw a guy sitting there instead.

"From the looks of it, you expect a female receptionist, don't you?"

"I can't deny that."

"Sorry to disappoint you then. I also expect a little more of a mature lady-type customer, so let's get this over with. What are you here for."

"This" Vero hands over the queue paper he received yesterday.

The receptionist looked impressed. "Wow... I didn't know that you're the one who brought in that item."

"Is it that valuable?"

"Well, most of the stuff is just trash, but among them, there's one chocolate nutrient bar. It's a rare delicacy from the old world that would go for a lot. Plug your hunter terminal here and we will transfer the money. "

"Wow."

"You really hit it big this time."

The number is 750,000 tels. This number is much more than he could ever dream of having. It's a number that could turn a slum boy into a rich man. Vero pinches his cheek to check that he isn't dreaming.

Seeing the kid's reaction, the receptionist smiled.

"Don't let this one hunt get in your head. Oh and one last thing, they say that if you get this type of item again, show this card and they say that they would like to make a deal. " He hands him a rectangular card the size of his hand. On it are a signature and a symbol that depict a golden moon surrounded by a deep red color.

"What is this card?" He can't read the title of this card.

"That is a Raffian house business card. They are quite a big household on the inside walls. You are really lucky to get their attention. Keep it well. "

Vero left with mixed feelings. Happy that he's now rich, but perplexed that he's attracting the attention of someone big from the inner wall. It could be either really good or really bad. He often hears that the inner wall people are racist toward the people of the outer walls, so he doesn't know what to expect from his turn of events.

Vero shakes his head and shelves this matter. Today he has to get guns before he ventures out into the wasteland. When touring the place, Cherry also recommended a gun shop near the hunter's guild. She said that if he ever needs one, just go here.

The shop looks grey in comparison to the wood gold hunter's office.

ging!

The sound jingles when the door opens. Vero stepped in and saw all kinds of guns on display in a glass case. On the side, they have their prices on them. Some guns cost up to 10,000,000. He looks around and sees many people and employees chatting about guns and hunting.

You could tell the difference between normal people and employees by their unique brown costume that consists of a jacket and jeans. It stands out from the colorful augment suit and armor. Vero is in awe of all the guns that are displayed here.