As they sorted through mountains of herbs, Leslie and the evaluators from the Verdant Group arrived.
"Did you get these from the Willow Prival Forest?" one evaluator asked in shock.
At a glance, they could tell the herbs’ quality was exceptional.
Unlike the defective herbs from small-scale danger zones, those from the dium-scale danger zone were far richer in void energy.
"That’s right! How is it? Aren’t we strong?"
"Haha, this ti we’ll really bankrupt the Verdant Group!"
Suddenly, snapping out of their daze, they rembered they had to buy the herbs at a premium price.
Although the herbs were richer in void energy, they also ca with a higher cost.
"Start counting. We have a lot of work to do..."
Having already given up, they ignored the sarcasm and evaluated each herb ticulously.
No matter how much the herbs were worth, with their bonus and benefits already gone, what could they still get angry about?
They could only be amazed by the earning ability of Nash’s group; they’re worthy of leaving them penniless for a year.
After about an hour of counting everything, Leslie calculated the total.
"All these herbs are worth 4.2 million rits..." Leslie sighed, seeing that the account from the Verdant Group didn’t even have enough to pay them.
"4.2 million rits!"
"This—this! Unbelievable!"
"We earned this much in a few hours?"
"Is this real? Did you miscalculate?"
They thought they could only earn one or two million at most, not shoot past four million!
Even those with the lowest share of 1.5% would get over 60,000 rits. How could they not be shocked?
Even a five-star void warrior couldn’t earn as much as them!
Even Nash was a little numb.
At 4.2 million, with his 30% share, he could get 1.26 million rits.
Though he had expected to earn a large amount, it still felt unreal.
"I only have 3 million rits in the account. I’ll need to call the central office for more," Leslie explained.
"Just give us what you can for now. We’ll wait for the rest another day," Nash said, nodding in understanding.
The 4.2 million rits were indeed too much for a beginner shelter like Black Willow Shelter.
Even if everyone in the shelter combined their inco, it wouldn’t even match theirs.
Fighting dark beasts to earn rits was truly the lowest way to make a living in the Dark Plane.
After paying Nash three million rits, Leslie left with the evaluators and the herbs.
Splitting the money among everyone, they all went ho with smiles.
However, rembering Nash’s display of strength, they didn’t want to fall behind and quickly returned to training.
Such a profitable job couldn’t be lost just because they lacked strength.
They’d rather endure this misery of hunting and training a bit longer to save enough rits for their future.
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anwhile, as Leslie entered the virtual world and reported to the central office of the Verdant Group, the place erupted into chaos.
"What do you an you need more rits? Didn’t we already send you 20 million to start the business at the Black Willow Shelter? Why do you need more?"
"It’s to fulfill the contract signed earlier," Leslie explained, showing the contract she had signed with Nash.
"This—although it’s an unfavorable contract, it doesn’t justify requesting 300 million rits as a monthly budget!"
The Black Willow Shelter was only a beginner shelter.
No matter how extraordinary this Noir’s talents were, he couldn’t possibly produce value worth 300 million rits in such a short period of ti!
Furthermore, they were a business, not a charity. Instead of spending money, they should be earning profits.
The central office had already overlooked their lack of profit, yet they still demanded more?
Worse still, a 300 million monthly quota? This was already comparable to the monthly profit of a Verdant Group branch in a red shelter!
They even began to suspect Leslie was trying to con them, possibly colluding with the people in Black Willow Shelter.
"There’s nothing we can do. This person has a special gathering ability. With their group, they’re now beginning to sweep through the Willow Prival Forest, a dium-scale danger zone."
"Just now, they earned over 4.2 million rits in just over few hours. With their growth, I guess even 300 million rits won’t be enough."
Hearing Leslie’s explanation, they couldn’t believe their ears.
4.2 million? Were they a group of void generals?
Even an elite squad of void generals could barely earn a million in a few hours. How could a group of void warriors do it?
"Are you sure you’re not conning us? You know this will be investigated later. Confess now, or punishnt will be the least of your worries."
Reading Nash’s profile, they saw he was only a three-star void warrior.
Although he was of Arleanian descent and could directly see the void saturation rate, his earning speed was too absurd to be believable.
Even a top squad of Arleanians couldn’t possibly earn as much as they do.
"I’m sure. You can investigate. Maybe in the future, they’ll sell us hundreds of millions’ worth of herbs," Leslie said mockingly.
Seeing their shocked expressions, she understood why those ruffians always teased them each ti they evaluated the herbs.
Thinking of that black-hearted man’s growth speed, she guessed that they might head to a yellow-level danger zone in a few months and bankrupt the Verdant Group with hundreds of millions worth of herbs.
"Don’t worry, we will investigate. You’d better pray everything you say is true, or it’ll be too late for regrets."
"I know I wouldn’t lie about this."
"Hmph!" Shooing Leslie away, they began to mobilize an elite investigation team from the Verdant Group.
"What about the rits? I still have to pay them tomorrow..." Leslie said with a pout.
"Hmph! Don’t worry. The investigation squad will arrive tomorrow. If everything checks out, they’ll give you the budget you need. If not..."
"Tsk, I know, I know!" Rolling her eyes, Leslie exited the office.
"Heh! I wonder what their expressions will be after seeing that black-hearted guy?"
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