The next morning, after breakfast, Sunier and Moxinke went out to buy magic crystals. Moxinke also wanted to go with them, claiming that he was looking for a suitable task to earn some money. But judging from his anxious expression, they all knew that he was eager to avoid someone's entanglement.
The words "accept a mission" piqued Han Jin's curiosity. Michel and Stillberg also wanted to go out and broaden their horizons. In the end, they all left the inn and went to the Mercenary Association.
The square in front of the Mercenary Association was crowded with people. It was much more lively than the night before. Sunier led everyone through the square and walked to a counter. She took a pen and paper from the counter and wrote a receipt on it.
"Is this okay?" Qi Li said softly.
"Why not?" Sunier was surprised. "I accepted it like this yesterday."
"Too much!" Qi Li pointed at the receipt with her finger. On the top of the receipt was written: "Buying two hundred grade 3 earth element magic crystals. Each unit price is twenty silver coins."
"What do you mean?"
"We don't know the reasonable price of earth element magic crystals, and we don't know the market's reserves. We will lose a lot of money if we buy them like this."
"Then you write the receipt." Sunier gave up her seat.
"Okay." Qi Li agreed without hesitation. She took the pen and paper and wrote down a long list of numbers.
The receptionist behind the counter took over the receipt and couldn't help but roll his eyes. Keeley was not as generous as Sunier. Her receipt was for five magic crystals. The unit price of the first row was twenty silver coins, the unit price of the second row was nineteen silver coins, and so on. She only bought fifty magic crystals in total, and the unit price was even reduced to ten silver coins.
The clerk glanced at Qi Li impolitely. It was free to give out missions and buy items here, but the Mercenary Association would take a commission of one percent from both parties. Even if Qi Li completed all the orders, the Mercenary Association would not make much money. It was inevitable that people would look down on her.
"Okay, let's go somewhere else." Qi Li said casually.
"Only fifty magic crystals? That's not enough. "
"No, our goal this time is to find a reasonable price," Qi Li thought for a while and said, "Sunier, did you buy two hundred magic crystals yesterday?"
"No, I bought fifty at the beginning, and it didn't take long for me to finish it. Then, I bought another fifty, and when I came back, it was finished again. So, I bought two hundred."
"Gosh …" Qi Li stared at Sunier.
"Are you done? If you are, let's go upstairs and have a look. "Morrisons called out from behind.
Sunier and the others turned around and were about to leave when the clerk called out, "Hey! You haven't paid the deposit yet! "
"How much?" Sunier asked calmly.
"Three gold coins."
Sunier threw down three gold coins, grabbed the receipt with the Mercenary Association's seal, and turned around to leave. Qi Li couldn't help but ask, "Sunier, since the deal was done so quickly, it means that the price you gave was too high. Why didn't you lower the price?"
"I don't understand, and I didn't think too much about it." Sunier was a little embarrassed.
Han Jin and Sassoux looked at each other. When they hired little Joseph yesterday, Sunier just threw out a gold coin. With this kind of attitude, even if she knew how to do business, she wouldn't waste her energy. Han Jin was someone who had suffered a lot. When he first came to this world, he was so hungry that he went crazy. Sassoux wasn't rich either. They had more or less suffered because they didn't have money. Therefore, they criticized Sunier in their hearts, but on the surface, they acted as if nothing had happened.
The Mercenary Association building was divided into four floors. The second floor was the high-class trading area. Only those with a trade volume of more than a hundred gold coins could go to the second floor. The third floor was the VIP room. As for the fourth floor, even the native Morrisons didn't know what it was.
The Mercenary Association was the home of thousands of mercenaries. Of course, one could imagine the scale of the building. The hall on the second floor was hundreds of meters long. There were more than thirty one-meter thick stone pillars. On each pillar, there were a few lamps. They weren't oil lamps, but magic lamps that cost magic crystals.
In the hall, there were about three to four hundred mercenaries. They were either hurrying back and forth, waiting for something leisurely, or chatting softly with each other. Those who dared to earn a hundred gold coins were at least at the fifth grade. There were even a few mercenaries wearing the badges of warriors and sages. Judging from their auras and postures, it was obvious that they were the leaders of mercenary groups or groups.
Outside the window, waves of magic waves rose and fell one after another. The Mercenary Association had fourteen one-way teleportation circles, and this was the peak time for them to use them. It was better to go to the Tarasha Mountains during the day, and it was relatively safer.
"Let's go to the third floor and take a look?" Sassoux whispered.
"We can't go there, and we can't accept the VIP missions." Morrisons shook his head. They couldn't accept missions randomly. In order to prevent people from deliberately messing with them, they had to pay a third of the commission. If the mission failed or wasn't completed within the stipulated time limit, the commission would be paid to the person who issued the mission. As for whether the mercenary group that failed suffered heavy casualties, no one would care.
Han Jin observed quietly. In front of him was a large screen made of crystals, on which were recorded all kinds of tasks and information about the purchase of magic crystals, arranged according to the amount of gold coins. The lowest reward for a task was more than one hundred gold coins, while the highest was more than nine hundred gold coins.
Han Jin suddenly discovered that the missions here weren't that difficult. For example, the Gale Wolves and Giant Lizards that he had seen before were all listed on the mission board, and the rewards were quite high. He looked over and saw another mission, and he couldn't help but exclaim in surprise. The hide of an Ironhide Bull, a whole hide, and the reward was six hundred gold coins.
"What's wrong?" Morrisons asked.
"Nothing." Han Jin hurriedly shook his head. If he had thought of a way to kill those bulls back then, he would've earned over four thousand gold coins! However, he could only think about it in his heart. Sunier and the others were getting along well with those bulls. If he dared to say it out loud, he would definitely be attacked.
"I realized that the missions here aren't that difficult." Sassoux and Han Jin had the same thought. "Morrisons, why don't we accept a mission? We can't just sit around doing nothing every day, right? "
"The missions aren't that difficult. Did you see that mission that requires twenty Gale Wolf teeth? The reward is 110 gold coins. I don't need your help, I can do it myself." Morrisons smiled. "The problem is, who would send a Gale Wolf to me? Walking in the depths of the Tarasha Mountains, all kinds of accidents can happen at any time. A top-tier monster that migrates or hunts for food is enough to wipe out an entire mercenary group. The difficult part isn't the mission itself. It's how to survive in the Tarasha Mountains and find the monster you want to kill. Every year, countless mercenaries lose their lives. Today, it's them. If we dare to go in, it might be our turn tomorrow. "
"Gale Wolf teeth? I … "Han Jin suddenly remembered something." Why didn't you say so earlier? What a pity! "
"Yeah, how many Gale Wolves did we kill in total? If we knew, we would've pulled out all the teeth. "Sassoux shouted.
"Well …" Morrisons smiled bitterly. "I rarely went up to the second floor. How would I know that there are people who want to buy those things?"
"You never went up to the second floor? Are you a mercenary or not? "
"What can I do? Go to my death?! "Morrisons glared.
"Why don't you join another mercenary group?" Sunier asked softly.
"Why don't I just take a random mission?" Morrisons sighed. "If I go to the Tarasha Mountains, I still have a chance to come back alive. If I dare to join another mercenary group … I'll be dead for sure."
(Author's Note: There are some who say that the plot is very dull up to now. There's nothing I can do about it in the beginning. The main character's strength is too low, and danger lurks everywhere. People will die. I don't want this alternate world to be filled with handicapped and retarded people, nor do I want the main character to take in that god or dragon as his follower. It's still more interesting to work hard by oneself. Furthermore, I want to write something lighter. If it's too heavy and dark, it will tire me out. However, the main storyline will be clear soon.
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