Chapter 240: Recruitment (Please Subscribe)

"Dissipate."

Aaron gestured toward the void and lightly clenched his fist.

The pitch-black Pyramid amidst the yellow sand turned illusory, and finally vanished without a trace...

Martin suddenly felt the touch of darkness and suppression upon him vanish abruptly; he could finally leave the Dream Realm on his own.

"Thank you, sir!"

He thanked Aaron with immense awe: "It was you who destroyed the Pyramid and saved us..."

Aaron casually found a seat: "Prepare some food for me. Are the alcohol and food supplies in the bar still sufficient?"

"My name is Gelin."

In the leisurely life, the hour hand pointed unhurriedly to three o'clock in the afternoon.

Aaron took a sip of hot cocoa and asked in a measured tone.

Aaron waved his hand and turned to leave.

"Find a psychologist as soon as possible, or an Extraordinary of the 'Tower'... perhaps there is still hope."

"Isabet, William... the guests at our bar are relatively rude and violent... you might encounter some unexpected situations working here. Are you sure you understand the dangers involved and are still willing to continue working here? Especially you, Isabet!"

But now, the bar had changed owners silently; he still wanted to live and earn money to support his family, and had no desire to probe into the secrets behind the scenes.

"Very good. The bar has been a bit short-staffed lately; you can go and post a few recruitment notices."

"Sir, this gentleman... I still don't know how to address you." Martin looked at Aaron's back and called out hurriedly.

At this time, the bar had not yet opened; various stools were placed upside down on the round tables, and the interior of the bar had become much quieter.

William was tall, and his speech was full of confidence and Vitality, which even infected Aaron slightly.

He looked at the unconscious falcon and shook his head again: "Your teacher's condition is very bad... even if the Spirit Body returns, I fear it will leave behind quite terrible sequelae..."

He came to Plymouth mainly to divert the attention of the Lotus Eaters.

Isabet said firmly.

Not long after, Aaron enjoyed roasted sausages and fried chicken prepared by the bar's kitchen while drinking orange juice.

Aaron waved his hand, and his figure vanished rapidly.

Although... this power might also have hidden dangers he was unaware of.

Just then, Baerjin walked over and bowed: "Boss, some applicants have arrived."

"Boss!"

Aaron was quite satisfied with this bartender, while the other few fellows who had ulterior motives had been fired by him without hesitation, so the bar had been short-staffed recently.

Aaron came to the window and pulled back the curtains, discovering it was already the early morning of the next day, with golden sunlight gradually piercing through the darkness.

"A batch has already been replenished. We have signed long-term supply contracts with merchants, and they will deliver them to us."

This initial exploration could be considered as giving him an intuitive understanding of the current Spirit World.

He prepared to write letters to Liliyat and Nicholas, leaving the contact address in the letter as another Safe House he had rented in the Lower City District.

"I... I have no problem either." Isabet's personality seemed a bit timid; it was clear she was the type men liked to bully.

"Mr. Bote, my name is William, William Xiaer! From Ryan County, currently attending the nearby Grammar School. I would like to find a part-time job I can do at night. I believe I am very suitable for this position."

After all, as long as he slowly waited for the accumulation of 'Secret Source Power', he would have the trump card to flip the table.

Besides that, there was the matter of collecting materials and preparing for the Ritual to advance to 'Furnace'.

Watching this scene, Martin could only lean his small body against his teacher and chant an Incantation to leave the Dream Realm.

"I have no problem." William answered quickly.

"A broken world..."

27 Phoenix Street, Aaron slowly opened his eyes.

Aaron had Baerjin bring a cup of hot cocoa, along with stationery and a fountain pen, and began writing rapidly.

Baerjin hurried off to handle the recruitment. In reality, there were too many unemployed people in this city, and the number of people wanting to find a job was countless; as long as the news was released, there would certainly be many applicants.

Doing this was a bit troublesome, but there was no other way.

"No... that Pyramid has life and also knows how to think... it just wasn't willing to fight me head-on..."

But in reality, he was not in a hurry.

The current state of this falcon Extraordinary was that of being polluted by the Spirit World; who knew if it would go mad after waking up!

"What to do? What to do?"

"One letter for Liliyat, one for Nicholas. Our Invisible Cult has been silent for so long, it really is a bit excessive... as for Percy, forget it..."

Aaron smiled: "Of course, saving you was part of the transaction, and I have already completed it."

"This is the boss of our bar, Mr. Bote." Baerjin said: "Simply introduce yourselves."

Martin was almost about to cry.

"Hmm, time to write letters."

He was just an ordinary person, but he vaguely knew some things about the Mysterious world, and also knew that the person who previously controlled the bar was a big figure in the Mysterious world.

At noon.

The bartender Baerjin, wearing a white shirt and black vest, was wiping a glass. Seeing Aaron enter, he immediately stepped out from behind the counter and bowed in greeting.

He glanced at his right hand and found a few Sun Flower petals and a Spiritual Crystal in his palm, and couldn't help but smile again: "However, if one doesn't encounter danger, even an Extraordinary of the First Primordial Substance or even an ordinary person can pick up quite a few good things in the Spirit World... The benefits are too great; no wonder people keep coming one after another despite knowing the danger is immense."

Aaron nodded, seeing Baerjin bring in two applicants, a man and a woman, both very young. The woman wore a simple plaid skirt, with chestnut-colored long hair falling to her shoulders and a pointed face. The other young man wore a flaxen shirt, his clothes somewhat worn, and his gaze toward Aaron was filled with both respect and longing.

Hunter Bar.

Mottled sunlight spilled through the window, and Aaron sat there quietly, savoring a leisurely and comfortable life.

"Oh? So fast? Bring them here for me to see."

"Hmm..."

This made Aaron's desire to create a Magical Item with communication capabilities grow even stronger.

He continued to pull back the thick curtains embroidered with gold lace, letting the golden sunlight spill into the room, then lay on the bed, using Meditation to replace sleep.

"Mr. Bote, I, I am called Isabet, I can do anything! Please give me a chance."

Baerjin looked respectful.

Aaron put the letter into an envelope, affixed a stamp, and prepared to go to another street later to post it.

"Very well, I will go prepare right now."

But Aaron ignored these things and said, "Very good, the working hours are in the afternoon."

This starting salary was definitely a bit high for Green Forest City, but after all, this was Plymouth, where housing prices and the cost of living were high, so there was no helping it.

(End of this chapter)