Chapter 165

The time for study passed very quickly; with Amia's help, Wayne used the method of reading ten lines at a glance and found many books about herbs, potions, monsters, curses, and various types of books related to witchers one after another.

Excluding those he had already studied in Kaer Morhen, the total added up to five or six hundred books.

And this was still what he picked out on the first day; the books he had read on the first floor of the entire library were less than one-tenth.

In the Middle Ages, no matter what books or knowledge, they were quite expensive things; plus the imperfection of printing technology and the confidentiality of knowledge, the value of a book generally ranged from a dozen orens to hundreds of orens depending on the content.

Wayne could already imagine how much money it would take if he wanted to buy these books.

However, being able to buy books from Aretuza was a rare opportunity for many people.

Among all witchers, I am afraid only he could have this ability to obtain this knowledge in this way without fighting and without offending the Sorcerers Brotherhood.

Thinking of this, Wayne couldn't help but sigh.

What a pity, he built such a huge Wayne Manor in Middle-earth, hired dozens of hobbits to work for him, and developed such a large plantation; these investments almost spent all his savings, and the money in the storage bag was already running out.

In short, Mr. Wayne has no money! Unless he opens all the treasure chests in the system now, if he does that, he can barely gather nearly ten thousand orens, but this is the wealth he accumulated for two years.

It is already August 1251, and the lucky day of this month has not yet arrived; he is not ready to open the chests to draw prizes.

Thinking of this, Wayne immediately thought of Vivian and the Goddess of Wealth behind her; spending his own money is the way of an honest man, spending the bank's money is the way of a smart man.

Perhaps, it is time to find that beautiful little guy and talk about business cooperation.

At dinner time, under Amia's guidance, Wayne came to Triss's residence, which was a luxurious room with a balcony in the middle of a round tower, decorated very exquisitely; the floor, walls, and many facilities were configured to the highest specifications, and there was a huge soft princess bed, with its own bathroom and kitchen.

Everything shows the wealth and power of Aretuza; in short, it is not short of money.

Out of politeness, he also invited the girl Amia, who accompanied him all afternoon, to stay for dinner.

However, perhaps due to the status gap in the academy or the girl's own personality, although Amia was somewhat moved, she still refused his invitation, and after politely saying goodbye to him, she left the room.

Wayne didn't care about this; he looked at the sky and saw that it was still early for dinner time, so he closed the door of this residence, locked the door, and came to a study near the inside of the house.

He took the black exquisite money bag from his belt, pulled open the golden thin rope on the money bag, and shouted softly towards the pitch-black pocket inside: "Vivian, Vivian!"

After Wayne shouted twice, in less than a second, a palm-sized female little elf, dressed as a female secretary with a short skirt and shirt, and wearing black-rimmed glasses, flew out of the money bag mouth.

After flying out of the money bag, the little elf circled around Wayne's head, made a pleasant laugh, flew to his ear, stood on Wayne's shoulder, kissed his face fiercely, and then flew to the table in front of Wayne, looking at him with bright eyes, and said: "Mr. Wayne, you summoned Vivian, is there anything to order?"

Wayne took out seven or eight gold coins from his waist bag as usual and placed them in front of Vivian as her tip, and then said in the little elf's flattering eyes that were about to drip water: "Vivian, how much deposit do I still have in your Wealth Bank?"

Vivian heard this and didn't even need to think, and immediately replied: "Mr. Wayne! Your deposit in our bank, converted into orens, is still about five hundred and thirty-two, if converted into hobbit gold coins, it is about six hundred and fifty."

"Of course, currently as long as it is all currency you come into contact with, we can carry out interest-free conversion without charging any fees."

Wayne nodded after listening; in the two years in Middle-earth, he had already carried out many currency exchange services from Vivian, converting orens from the Wizard World into gold coins of Middle-earth.

A certain trust and tacit understanding had been established between the two sides; at least he would no longer treat Vivian as bait for an evil god, and he also had a certain trust in the power of the Goddess of Wealth in her mouth.

"I don't want to withdraw money, Vivian." "Didn't you tell me before, you are like most banks, have loan business, how is this business handled?"

Hearing that Wayne wanted to handle loan business, Vivian immediately became energetic, reached out and tapped lightly on the eight gold coins, and these gold coins disappeared out of thin air in front of her eyes.

She fanned her butterfly-like wings, flew in front of Wayne, and then clapped her hands lightly, and a paper contract the size of a book appeared on the table in front of Wayne.

Vivian flew happily on top of Wayne's head while excitedly saying:

"Mr. Wayne, regarding the precautions for loans, we have already recorded them all on that piece of paper."

"According to the credit rating of each customer, you currently belong to a silver-level customer in our bank, with a loan limit of one hundred thousand orens, and the annual interest is about ten percent."

"However, according to the regulations of the Goddess of Wealth, if you want to conduct loan business, you must sign a cooperation contract with us wealth elves."

"Like the trial period you have been dragging on before, you cannot use loan business."

For this situation, Wayne actually had a prediction in his heart; in the past two years, he had been using various excuses to delay and did not sign a contract with Vivian.

To be honest, he really didn't want to sign any contract with any god, devil, or other supernatural creature; besides having a certain danger, it would also make his fate and those gods, devils, and the like have unnecessary entanglements, which was quite troublesome.

But I have to say, the cross-world bank system provided by Vivian is really too easy to use; besides being able to deposit and withdraw money at any time, there are also additional functions of loans and purchasing financial products, almost covering all the functions that banks in this era have.

And according to the inside information Vivian told him, if Wayne is promoted to a gold-level customer, he can also open a function called loot acquisition window.

He can sell the loot he cannot carry or does not need directly to the bank to obtain a deposit.

Although the selling price will be about half lower than the market price as a handling fee, the Goddess of Wealth's bank can acquire infinitely; basically, as long as it is something of value, it can be acquired.

It is almost equivalent to brushing money by fighting monsters, and there is no need to worry about the loot obtained being wasted.

Wayne picked up the piece of paper provided by Vivian, read it seriously and repeatedly three or four times, and after confirming that there were no traps or tricks in the content, he said to the wealth little elf who had been in an excited mood:

"Come on, Vivian, let's sign the contract officially! How is this contract signed?"

Vivian giggled, fanned her wings, flew to Wayne's right hand, held his index finger under his gaze, and then showed a brilliant smile, saying: "Signing a contract with us wealth elves is very simple, just let us take a bite and suck a little bit of fresh blood."

"The strength of us wealth elves is related to the deposits customers have in the bank and the value brought to the Goddess of Wealth."

"As long as your deposits, Mr. Wayne, become more and more, my ability will also become stronger and stronger, and I can provide you with more and more services."

"So, Mr. Wayne, are you sure you want to sign a cooperation contract with me?"

"This is a contract without any constraints, just a formal protected account specially created for you by the Goddess of Wealth through your blood and soul aura."

"It will neither bring you any bondage nor bring you any harm."

"Lord Goddess of Wealth does not need your faith, nor does she need your soul; what she needs is just to have more wealth!"

(End of this chapter)