The so-called currency was a contract between the owner of property and the market regarding the right to exchange. In essence, it was an agreement between owners.
The gold coins of the Continental Hotel naturally had the basic attributes of currency.
It was an exchange contract for "interpersonal relationships," and a mutual agreement between the issuer and the participants.
Just like how a country couldn't endlessly issue money and collapse the economic system, the Continental Hotel couldn't casually produce gold coins.
Every gold coin required someone to contribute their "connections" to serve the Darkside World.
Thus, the Continental Hotel wasn't a hitman platform, but a more general dark side trading platform.
Killing was just one of the services.
Other items such as firearms, equipment, intelligence, professional items, and even professional services could be purchased with gold coins.
As long as the price was right, it was better than Dollar.
If Luke had the Continental Hotel when he started out, he should have been able to buy most of the research equipment and materials he needed.
Of course, after joining this system, he would naturally be bound and monitored.
By tracking down ordinary people's credit card and bank account spending records, the police could learn a lot about their daily movements.
The high table and the Continental Hotel could also monitor the people in the dark side world through the spending of gold coins.
In the past, Luke definitely wouldn't have joined this system, because he had too many secrets, and it would be very troublesome for him to be monitored.
But now? His … alias, John Wick, the Night Demon killer, was already thirsty.
Besides, this face-changing plan was still in the preparatory stage, and he had already reaped a good harvest.
System: You have defeated John Wick and have received a list of his abilities.
John Wick's abilities: Basic Combat, Basic Cold Weapon … Elementary Assassination, Elementary Firearms, Elementary Stealth (Gene mutation. Prerequisites: 20 Strength, 20 Dexterity, 20 Mental Strength, 10000 credit points)
As expected, the Night Demon wasn't an ordinary person.
Luke hadn't met many people who had Elementary Firearms so far.
After being electrocuted a few days ago, Frank did have this ability, but Luke didn't want this uncle, who was already alone, to be even more unlucky, so he found an opportunity to eliminate the winner.
As for John Wick, it didn't matter if he was a little unlucky. After all, he had done a lot of bad things.
Luke could use his abilities to help the weak, which could be considered atonement for this super killer.
Elementary Assassination was a bonus that could make him more realistic when he played John.
His biggest gain was Elementary Stealth.
In layman's terms, this ability was similar to a "small transparent" halo.
After using it, he could restrain his aura and presence to a great extent, causing others to subconsciously ignore him.
As long as it was used properly, this ability was similar to Invisibility.
Of course, it was only limited to humans or certain animals. Various cameras and detectors could not fool technological products.
However, this was already powerful enough.
John's nickname as the Night Demon was mostly due to this ability.
Relying on it, Hardedef infiltrated and assassinated many famous underground bosses while surrounded by a large number of guards.
Apart from impersonating John, this ability could also be used by the detective himself.
The detective body didn't need to use its full strength. As long as it was used at the critical moment, it would be able to kill in one hit. It wouldn't be as eye-catching as other abilities and wouldn't easily arouse suspicion.
Luke decisively learned all three elementary abilities, which cost him only 12,000 credit points, which was peanuts.
At present, he still had 167500 points left.
It wasn't that he had become arrogant recently, but rather that he didn't need any abilities that could be purchased in the short term, and the prerequisites for the abilities that he needed weren't enough.
For example, what he wanted the most was Stacy's Elementary Clone, which required 60 Strength. Next was Iron Skin Creech's Elementary Tempered Form, which required 80 Strength.
Until his Dexterity reached 40, he didn't need to consider any of them.
However, he actually wanted to upgrade his inventory module.
He speculated that he would need a million credit points to upgrade his inventory module next time.
He would only be able to scrape together such a large number of credit points when he reached level 18.
I'm still too poor! He mumbled inwardly, High Table, I'm counting on you. Don't let me down!
…
On January 20th, a handsome man in a suit named John West boarded a flight to Rome.
It was the first time that Luke felt how terrifying it was for a handsome man to sit in first class.
If one were to define his original appearance and temperament as seven out of ten, then he would be handsome when he dressed up.
John Wick's appearance and temperament were at least nine out of ten. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he was handsome enough to make many women wet their pants.
So, after he boarded the plane with John's face, the two beautiful first-class flight attendants asked him many times if he needed any service, including but not limited to coffee, tea, or … cough cough.
During the flight, even the two flight attendants who were in charge of economy class joined in the fun and asked if he needed a blanket.
Fine, that was a little too much. The two flight attendants were in their forties, and their appearance and appearance were outstanding among their peers.
Luke could only silently stroke his beard. Was it because of his beard that the charm of this disguise was too "familiar"?
As it turned out, many women liked rich men, but they actually preferred … very handsome rich men.
The other passengers in the first-class cabin clearly weren't short of money, but they enjoyed less than a third of the flight attendants' care as much as Luke.
This clearly showed that men weren't the only ones who liked to look at a person's face.
When the plane landed at Fiumicino Airport, Luke was still the center of attention on his way out of the airport.
Before he got into a taxi, he had already received two slips of paper with phone numbers on them.
Shaking his head helplessly, he threw them together with the four slips of paper he had received on the plane into the trash can at the entrance of the hall, before he got into a taxi and went straight to the hotel.
Arriving at an ancient building, he entered through the arched, steepled door that looked like a church. It was magnificent inside.
The dome of the long hall was decorated with gorgeous, ancient murals in which various gods and angels looked down at the people passing by.
Luke walked up to the counter, and the tall African receptionist asked politely with interest in her eyes, "Welcome to the Continental Hotel in Rome. How may I help you?"
He took out a gold coin and pushed it over to the receptionist. "I'd like to get a room."
The receptionist smiled and nimbly took the gold coin and put it in a slot below the counter.
A green light scanned the gold coin, and a small screen in front of the receptionist showed that it was approved, confirming that the gold coin's serial number and pattern matched, and that it wasn't a counterfeit.
She then nodded and said, "Please wait a moment, sir."
"Jonathan?" A voice came from not far away.
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