Seven o 'clock at night.
Shirō Makino sent the installer off with a smile and returned to his room.
Looking at the installed virtual cabin, his excitement was tinged with a hint of melancholy.
Big Beauty walked around the virtual cabin and touched it, her face full of curiosity.
Twenty-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine!
Such a cute price, less than thirty thousand …
Based on the technological content it contained, it was not considered expensive.
When the first generation of virtual cabins had just been launched, a pitifully simple virtual cabin cost a few million!
Ordinary people could not afford it.
Now it was completely popular. Even ordinary people could afford it if they gritted their teeth.
Brother Bai could also afford it. The problem was that he had no money after buying it.
He returned to the state when the old man first left, his face even cleaner than his clothes.
But it was worth it!
At noon, Shirō Makino fell in love with the virtual world.
Therefore, it made sense that the old man did not buy it for him previously.
This thing was toxic!
Otherwise, how could he have such amazing drawing skills?
How could he have mastered the basic skills of a Talisman Artist?
After all, there were many people who fell because of laziness and playfulness.
"Big Beauty, do you think the old man had it all planned?"
"Planned what?"
"Planned that I would have a large amount of expenses from high school, so he abandoned us and ran away?"
Big Beauty: "…"
Shirō Makino felt that his guess was very reasonable. How many days had it been?
He had spent more than six hundred thousand!
I'm a prodigal!
I spend money like water.
I have to think of a way to earn money. Forget about selling paintings.
I'll just be a street artist once.
I heard that there is a mission distribution system in the virtual world. I can go take a look later.
Shirō Makino thought as he sat in the virtual cabin.
Just like the one in school, it had perfect functions and came with an advanced scanning system.
Mental strength 21 points. Spiritual power 100 points.
But this time, there was more information about talismans.
After Shirō Makino returned home from school, he picked out a few of the messy talismans he had drawn previously and carried them with him. They were scanned into the virtual world.
Two Agility talismans, one Strength talisman, one Slow talisman, and one Control talisman.
There were five of them.
Shirō Makino wasn't all that satisfied.
He had experimented with these talismans. Because his current mental strength was only 21 points, the effectiveness of these talismans he drew was a little short.
Just for a second.
What could one do in a single second?
If it was a Spiritual Energy Replenishment Talisman or a Mental Energy Replenishment Talisman, it would really be … a drop in the bucket!
It was almost meaningless!
If it was an animal talisman … it would be equally meaningless.
For example, when a tiger was summoned, it might not even have time to roar before it melted.
How pitiful.
Therefore, if the time was too short, it would not be satisfactory.
From Shirō Makino's point of view, the four talismans of agility, strength, deceleration, and control, even if only for a short period of time, could bring about unexpected results.
When he entered the virtual world, he was still in the safe zone where he had gone offline in the afternoon.
It wasn't the appointed time yet, so Shirō Makino strolled around alone.
The surroundings were very lively. People were coming and going, and most of them were young people.
Shirō Makino habitually put on his baseball cap and mask, then walked towards the mission distribution center.
There weren't many people here. There were rows of soft and comfortable seats in the large hall. Anyone who sat on one of the seats could read the information through the virtual screen.
There were no geographical restrictions in the virtual world. No matter where the mission was, he could read it.
In theory, in the virtual world, Shirō Makino could instantly go to any corner.
Of course, the teleportation fee was very expensive!
It required a large number of points, which was not something he could afford at the moment.
Shirō Makino randomly found a seat and began to browse.
There were missions in the real world, and there were also missions in the virtual world. There were all kinds of missions.
After reading for a while, Shirō Makino's excitement turned into speechlessness, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared.
He saw many strange missions.
For example —
"I'm a young woman who married into a rich family. I'm 26 years old this year, young, beautiful, and in the prime of my life. Unfortunately, my husband is already 278 years old, and I can't have sex … As his only legal wife, I need a child to inherit the huge family business. I'm currently looking for a handsome young man in good health to be my partner. If I successfully conceive, I'll be rewarded with 10 million cash … "
Pui!
Liar!
Like hell I'll believe you!
Another example —
"I'm an ancient emperor from planet 9527 in the Milky Way Galaxy. I have countless businesses, huge assets, and an army there! Because I've been asleep for too long, my wealth has long since dissipated. I'm now looking for a friend who can help me return. As long as you can put 100 million into this identification number, when I return to the Milky Way Galaxy and successfully restore my country, you can choose the glory and wealth you want … "
What the hell was this?
Why didn't it say that the person who helped you could inherit your throne?
Shirō Makino was speechless and extremely disappointed.
Could it be that the virtual world's mission system had been taken over by a bunch of liars? Nobody was doing anything about it?
Wasn't the identification number unique?
Why did they still dare to come up and lie?
It seemed that finding missions here was a little difficult!
At this moment, a middle-aged man with curly hair about 40 years old sat down beside him.
He was dressed in decent clothes and had a scholarly appearance. He smiled at Shirō Makino and said, "Little brother, are you looking for a mission? Do you need help? "
Shirō Makino looked at the middle-aged man warily and asked, "Do I need money?"
The middle-aged man was slightly taken aback and immediately smiled. "Why do you ask?"
"I don't have money," Shirō Makino said.
The middle-aged man smiled. "You don't need money if you don't succeed."
Shirō Makino frowned. "Then you still need money?"
The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Little brother, how can there be a free lunch in this world? Besides, I'm a professional agent! I have a certificate! "
As he spoke, he took out a certificate and handed it to Shirō Makino.
Shirō Makino took it and looked at it. It was indeed an agent's certificate. The identification number and name were written on it.
Yao Qian.
This name sounded quite impressive!
"If you browse through the missions like this, even if you look at them for a day and a night, I'm afraid you won't be able to find any effective ones. Don't be fooled by the detailed categories and can be searched, but there's a lot of useless information! Also, there are a lot of liars! "Yao Qian took back his certificate and said to Shirō Makino with a serious expression.
"The identification number is unique. Why would they dare to come here and scam me?" Shirō Makino asked curiously. He thought to himself, 'Wouldn't it be better to let Big Beauty connect to the virtual world and filter out all the useless information?'
Although Big Beauty was a scammer, she was an artificial intelligence. Her calculation speed was not something a human could compare to.
"Why not? One is willing to take the hit and the other is willing to take the hit. If you can be scammed with fake information, it'll be like paying an IQ tax. No one will sympathize with you, "Yao Qian said with a smile.
It was clearly sophistry, but why did it make sense?
"My fees are very low. I don't charge for missions below ten thousand. Just treat it as helping. For missions between ten thousand and one hundred thousand, I charge ten percent. For missions above one hundred thousand, I only charge five percent!"
Yao Qian looked at Shirō Makino and said, "I have an excellent reputation in the entire Hundred Flowers City! You can do a random search. People call me the number one agent! "
"Alright."
Shirō Makino really went to do a search.
He was very honest.
Yao Qian's mouth twitched. This little guy …
After looking at Yao Qian's information for a while, Shirō Makino found that he was indeed quite famous.
However, he was a little curious. Why would such a famous agent look for him?
He had to ask questions!
"If you're so good, why did you look for me?"
Yao Qian's mouth twitched. He replied seriously, "The secret of my success is that I never underestimate any client. No matter how small the mission is, I will treat it seriously."
"Also, other agents only introduce missions to you, but I'm different."
"What's the difference?" Shirō Makino looked at him.
"I will help you collect all the useful information about the mission and help you complete it better!"
"You charge ten percent for a mission that costs one hundred thousand, but you only get five percent for a mission that costs one hundred and one thousand. Isn't that a loss?" Shirō Makino pursed his lips.
Yao Qian smiled. "Missions that cost less than one hundred thousand are the most common. It's normal for me to take more benefits. "
"Those who can complete a mission that costs more than one hundred thousand are all capable people. I've always given preferential treatment to those who are capable. "
"A capable friend can't be measured by money."
"So, even if some missions only cost ninety thousand, I will still only take five percent."
Yao Qian looked at Shirō Makino. "If you're a capable person, I will also give you preferential treatment."
Bai Muye nodded his head. His old man had told him before that 'powerful connections and resources are better than money'.
"How about it, young man? Do you want to work together?" Yao Qian looked at Shirō Makino. He felt that this young man looked very familiar.
Although she was wearing a baseball cap with a lowered brim and a large mask on her face, her pure and beautiful eyes were very unforgettable.
"I think … I've seen you before?" Yao Qian frowned slightly.
In his line of work, he had to have a photographic memory if he wanted to do well.
After so many years, not only could he accurately remember the names of all his clients, but he could also remember their preferences and habits!
This was an extraordinary ability, and just this ability alone was sufficient for him to thrive in Hundred Flower City.
"You're mistaken." Shirō Makino shook his head and decided to change his hat the next time he came out.
He had worn this hat when he was painting in the central plaza of Hundred Flowers City. He did not expect to be recognized in the virtual world.
"No, it's definitely not wrong … I remember who you are!" Yao Qian muttered to himself and looked at Shirō Makino in surprise.
Then, he looked around and lowered his voice. "You're the mysterious street painter who painted the portrait of the superstar Qin Ranran!"
"I'm not."
"No, you are!"
Yao Qian was surprised. "I didn't expect you to appear in a place like this!"
He frowned and looked at Shirō Makino with a puzzled expression. "That's not right. You've already painted two hundred thousand pieces. Why are you still accepting missions?"
As he spoke, he opened the virtual interface and swiped on it. A large number of requests for paintings appeared.
"Please contact the mysterious painter who painted Qin Ranran's portrait. The price is negotiable!"
"Please paint a portrait of Qin Ranran. The price is 170,000 yuan!"
"190,000 yuan …!"
"200,000 yuan! I'll pay 200,000 yuan just for a painting from the painter who painted Qin Ranran! "
Shirō Makino was speechless.
How could a superstar like Qin Ranran be so good at selling goods?
He felt that these people were crazy. Were they sick in the head or did they have a gold mine?
However, he had to admit that he was tempted.
The people who wanted to buy the paintings were not only from Hundred Flowers City. There were also people from other cities and even people from other planets!
He did a rough calculation. If he accepted all the requests, he should be able to earn more than 50 million yuan!
This was a truly huge sum of money.
However, if he sold his paintings like that, it would probably be a one-time deal.
Moreover, he was borrowing Qin Ranran's influence!
When this wave of popularity died down, his paintings might not even be able to sell for 10,000 yuan each.
Many things were cheap.
In the future, when this matter was exposed, it would be too embarrassing for the great Talisman Artist to use a superstar to make money!
The old man had taught him countless times that one must have a bottom line. One must have a vision and a plan. One must take one step and look three, five, or even further!
There was more than one way to make money.
If you were smart, use your brain. If you were stupid, put in more effort.
If you were stupid and lazy, you were an idiot. You deserved to be poor!
Looking at the silent Shirō Makino, Yao Qian's eyes lit up.
He had picked up a treasure!
He suddenly felt grateful to his wife.
If not for the quarrel during dinner, a successful person like him would not have come to the virtual world to relax.
Wasn't it just a necklace of Van Cleef & Arpels?
Wasn't it just a few million yuan?
It was not a big deal.
He would buy it later!
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