Chapter 337
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"I can't believe this. I've been waiting in line for two days already, and it's time to get off work today, and I'm still only waiting for a number, and a four-digit number at that!"
There was always a crowd of people complaining at the entrance of the newly established adventurer's association.
"Save it. At the very least, we arrived early. Can't you see that there are already account peddlers outside? Even a five-digit number will be sold, not to mention a four-digit number like yours … Why don't we just directly sell your account? Perhaps we'll earn more than the missions you take."
Actually, considering that even people who sold hospital registration numbers would earn more than doctors these days, it was indeed possible for second-hand account peddlers to make a profit by selling account numbers.
"… Honestly, just what are these major figures thinking? Aren't they just looking for trouble for no reason?"
Yep, such a sudden new law and mandatory approval process was indeed looking for trouble. However, the problem wasn't with the adventurers. The adventurers were looking for trouble with the newly joined major churches. As for whether or not small fries like the adventurers would be affected … as long as the situation didn't collapse, the adventurers wouldn't even be able to complain.
Rorschach, who was wearing his hood, was inwardly sighing as he walked through the crowd.
This was already the third day since the establishment of the adventurer's association. Not only had the situation not improved, it had actually worsened … This was already inevitable since the approval process couldn't keep up with the rate at which new applications were being approved.
As a newly established city, especially one founded by adventurers and travelers, there were quite a few adventurers who came to this city. The pursuit of wealth was the main motivation for adventuring.
But now, if one wanted to go out of the city in pursuit of wealth, they would first need to register as an adventurer, write a report, ask for a mission, wait for the employer to issue a mission, accept the mission, wait for the mission approval, and answer all those meaningless questions … No, before doing all this, they would first need to obtain an account number. It was said that a four-digit number could be sold for 3000 Divine Tributes. This was the ability of a Silver Emblem adventurer.
Yep, Silver Emblem. This was also a new policy recently. Adventurers would be given a rating based on their abilities.
Did this sound good? But just think about it. There were only a few rooms and a dozen or so adventurers, and the adventurers had to evaluate the combat strength and job classes of tens or hundreds of thousands of adventurers … perhaps the most pitiful ones wouldn't even be the adventurers who were waiting for so long. It was likely that some of the staff members had already died.
Many tents had already appeared in the plaza. Some adventurers had decided to camp for the entire night. Rorschach and the adventurers who wore capes were account numbers peddlers.
The several drafts that the board of directors had shown to Roxia had gradually become reality. However, it would seem that many of them had gone overboard, especially with the current situation.
Roxia could understand what they were thinking. Both the Oak Sons and Griffin Griffins could be considered world-class New Gods' churches. The pressure of this competition was far too great. Taking advantage of the time before the Oak Sons and Griffin Griffins entered the competition was obviously the correct strategy.
The previous religious policies had given everyone a great deal. But actually, the major churches didn't really care about profits. They had their own large cities with large populations, so they didn't need to worry about having insufficient believers. The only reason why they were so greedy was because they didn't want to leave any room for future competitors.
But now, these major churches were "looking for trouble" in another way to restrict future competitors.
The newly established adventurer's association would have the ability to register, manage, and issue missions for adventurers. This meant that the adventurers' scattered and neutral combat strength in this city would all be under the association's control. Not only that, the association would also be able to provide a tremendous amount of information and information gathered by talented individuals … Of course, the prerequisite was that the association would have to complete the damned registration process, which would then increase its already laughable work efficiency.
Nominally, this newly established adventurer's association was a neutral non-profit organization (with an official background and authority). But, the adventurer's association also needed staff … Fine then, some people had already noticed that the crux of the problem was here.
Everyone had their own standpoint. Although the adventurer's association was a neutral judge, there were also people who paid him a salary and a bonus.
The core members of the adventurer's association were all the core members of the top-ranking churches on the board of directors. There was no need to say anything else. Everyone should know.
If the adventurer's association really succeeded, Griffin and the Oak Sons would all be restricted when they arrived.
There would be no non-believers when it came to preaching and recruiting believers. Poaching a believer would be the same as poaching a powerful member of another new God's faction. Nobody would be happy about that.
If the adventurer's association wanted to organize, train, and send people to carry out missions, they would have to first submit for approval … Not only would that be troublesome, it would also be the same as exposing their own backup members to the public.
Such an important adventurer's association was already full of members. Not only that, everyone was a thorn in the side of other competitors. Even the newcomers would feel quite uncomfortable just thinking about how to get rid of such a tough nut to crack.
"Tsk. How pitiful. These guys are too much. "
Rorschach could only sigh. He figured that the person who came up with this "wonderful plan" probably wouldn't care about the current predicament of ordinary adventurers.
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