Chapter 147: The Madmen Who Worship Money

Learning that something had indeed happened to Evans, Saina covered her forehead, then took a seal from her drawer, stamped the prepared letter, and sent it off directly.

She knew this kind of thing would happen, and clearly, this time it was likely not instigated by her grandfather.

If it were her grandfather, things would have become more radical; at the very least, those two new Believers of the Lord of Calamity should have been captured as well.

How could there possibly be time left to tip them off?

……

On Store Street, two service staff members wearing maid outfits were wiping down bookshelves. Bookstore work was quite easy for Rita and Lita; not only was the work not very busy, but the food was also quite good, and even without guards, the two of them had no intention of running away.

However, those two Translators were truly too strange; each of them would sleep for a while and then wake up, only to write furiously.

They looked like they were working very hard, and it was unclear if they could even make money.

At least in the eyes of the two sisters, this bookstore did not make much money; they had been here for a week, but only three books had been sold in total.

The people of Tana City were not spiritually wealthy enough to purchase books; only some nobles would go to the large bookstores in the center of town to buy them, and most people simply took the book lists provided by the Wisdom Church to place orders.

Therefore, the bookstore's revenue was not high.

Just as Rita was about to serve Coffee to the two Translators, a flustered person walked in from outside, breaking the quiet of the shop the moment they entered.

"Where is Ye? Is he here, Ye!" Ansain Riddle completely ignored whether this was a bookstore, running in from outside noisily, "Your book is about to be published, it's going to start printing immediately..."

"Sorry, the boss is not here right now; he went to the Royal Capital to handle some matters." Rita put down the work in her hands. It was clear that the two Translators did not want to communicate with Ansain at all; the two of them even covered their ears, afraid of being disturbed.

Only then did Ansain calm down, then questioned in a low voice: "Why did Ye go to the Royal Capital?"

"He said he was going to the Royal Capital to buy some books." Rita looked at Ansain blankly, "If you have any business, you can leave a message, and we will contact him as soon as possible."

"This... I mean, his book is published. In short, the publisher is willing to give him an 8% royalty. Believe me, this is already the highest royalty for a new author's new book, but the contract must be signed for ten years, and after that, a sum of money will be shared with him for every sale." Ansain, who had originally wanted to say 6% royalty, took his words back; after all, the other party was currently in the Royal Capital, and if he had really arrived at the Royal Capital, he should know what the publishing market was like.

He hadn't expected that a young man who looked so plain would actually have such courage, daring to run to the Royal Capital by himself.

These Xiahui People—no wonder they dared to run to Tana City; every one of them was a person with some ability.

Thinking of this, he lowered his posture a bit more, "In any case, the good news is that the royalties will arrive in a few days. At that time, he can just take the contract and come to the Chamber of Commerce to find me; I will assist him in setting up an account to collect it. He will collect one-third of the royalty amount in the early stage, and I will notify him when the subsequent royalties arrive."

"That is truly great." Rita nodded, then asked, "Would you like to stay for a cup of Coffee?"

"No need, no need." He glanced at the two Translators who were scratching their heads and ears while translating, then turned back and said, "If there are new books that need to be published, it is best to contact me at any time. I will ensure that the subsequent publishing process will not trouble you in the slightest."

"I will tell the boss." Rita maintained a polite smile, though in her heart, she had already belittled this loyal Believer of the Wealth Church.

These guys only had money in their eyes and didn't even have the most basic manners.

They were not even as good as those nobles; at least the nobles would communicate politely.

……

At this moment, Luolita was heading to the docks with Ye Laoshi, where an auction for salvaged shipwreck materials was about to take place. It was said that these materials were about to reach the shore, which meant the auction would be held in the open air, and all participants would be bidding outdoors.

This was a major event; along the way, Luolita saw several Reporters carrying cameras.

"It is said that this shipwreck has been salvaged for half a year, and it is very likely to contain treasures from Queen Licorice three hundred years ago. Don't forget the materials you did on Queen Licorice earlier, and don't forget to write some salacious stories. You know, this Queen was no ordinary person; she changed husbands four times in total! She also had at least three lovers!" The Reporter speaking seemed quite excited, while the unkempt man beside him looked impatient.

It looked like the two of them were Reporters for a tabloid.

Luolita followed sneakily behind the two, intending to listen to some hidden secrets, and then saw these two hide outside and find a high spot to set up their cameras.

"Come over here, don't follow those two people; you have to pay to enter." Ye Laoshi pulled Luolita and took a detour toward the venue, "10 Sid per ticket is not something an ordinary person can afford."

"So expensive! Just for a ticket!" Luolita gasped, "Evans won't talk about us, will he?"

"It's not like you don't have money; besides, this is what he left for himself, and it all counts as mission expenses." Ye Laoshi didn't feel a bit of heartache spending this kind of money, completely lacking the frugality of an ordinary player.

Glancing at those two Reporters, Luolita followed Ye Laoshi into the venue; the two of them had bought the cheapest tickets, so they could only sit in the back.

"Ye Laoshi, where did you get the binoculars?" After sitting down, Luolita felt even more bored because she couldn't see anything.

But Ye Laoshi actually had binoculars, and they looked quite familiar.

"That's a question for Evans, though it's a pity he's not here." Ye Laoshi raised the binoculars and began to adjust them, "I think he might actually quite like the 'thief' skill. It's clear that he uses this skill from time to time, just not on us."

Luolita twitched the corner of her mouth; she couldn't tell, Evans looked like a very honest NPC, yet he actually had such a side to him.

Unlike the previous auction at the Desili Hotel, the auction here was indeed extremely crude.

A dilapidated shipwreck had been dragged over, looking very rotten, and things were being moved out of it box by box and placed on racks.

A man wearing a tuxedo suit was directing a few people to move the materials while opening the boxes for inspection.

"Too rough, this method will definitely destroy the artifacts." The man sitting behind Luolita said through gritted teeth, "They should have handed them over to the museum to handle first! These madmen who worship money!"

(End of chapter)