I have a city in another world

Chapter 6886 The Rat Cultivator of the Underworld
Yves once again quietly went out to continue contacting underground monks and mercenaries in preparation for the next operation.

Despite the high commissions offered, it is estimated that many mercenaries will still breach their contracts and change their minds as the year draws to a close.

Before taking action, these mercenaries will definitely assess the strength of their target. If the strength of the two sides is vastly different and there is no possibility of victory, the vast majority will choose to give up.

Although mercenaries risk their lives to earn money, it doesn't mean they'll recklessly risk their lives.

Compared to ordinary people, mercenaries are better at avoiding danger and making money.
At the same time, one must save one's life.

After investigation, it was determined that the slave-catching team was backed by a duke who owned a vast territory.

The city beneath our feet is located on the edge of the other's territory and belongs to another lord.

The manor where slaves were trained and imprisoned was located on the edge of the duchy, and no one knew the real reason for this arrangement.

Perhaps it's because this place is close to the forest inhabited by the alien race, which saves a lot of time.

If a problem arises, they can shift the blame and deny it, thus ensuring their positive image.

It is indeed puzzling that a duke would support the slave trade.

However, the lucrative rewards and the satisfaction of certain morbid desires made it impossible for these powerful figures to give up the slave-trading business.

These precious foreign slaves are the best gifts for social interaction, and they are extremely rare on the black market. By giving away slaves, the Duke has already won over a considerable number of allies.

He had greater ambitions and needed more alien races as gifts, which is why he carried out the capture and killing without restraint.

After entering the city, Yves found a tavern on the street by following the clues in the secret mark.

As soon as he pushed open the door, several pairs of eyes secretly sized him up, trying to determine his identity and background.

When an ordinary person enters here, those secretly observing will quickly shift their gaze, and everything will unfold just like in a normal shop.

Drink, eat, pay the bill and leave.

But for those in the industry, it's a different story.

Yves called over a waiter and ordered a drink and food according to the markings on the menu.

After seeing the menu, the waiter first looked at Yves carefully, then smiled and said to wait a moment.

Not long after, a drunkard came to the table and began communicating using coded language.

If one understands the code words, one can respond to the conversation; otherwise, one will think that the person is a drunkard rambling on.

After successfully making contact, the drunkard led the way to a courtyard behind the tavern.

Inside this courtyard sat a one-eyed cultivator, his body radiating a thick aura of bloodlust.

Judging from his appearance, he must be a dark monk who cannot be seen in the light of day. Once he steps onto the street, he will be targeted, captured, and then sent to the dark prison.

These creatures, who cannot be seen in the light of day, are contemptuously called "rat monks," meaning they can only live underground and in stinking ditches, and everyone will hate them if they show their faces.

Yves had encountered at least several hundred such rat-like monks, many of whom had already turned into skeletons.

There's absolutely no need to be polite to guys like that, or they'll take advantage of you.

"I need a thousand rats to prepare for a major operation. The commission is the highest level. No slackers are needed. High-level cultivators will be in charge of overseeing the operation. They don't tolerate any slackers."

Upon hearing Yves's mission request, a flicker of surprise flashed across the one-eyed man's remaining eye.

A mission to hire a thousand people is truly rare; it could easily be used to wage a large-scale war.

Anyone who hears this number of employees would have similar thoughts.

Is this guy in front of me going to attack a city? Otherwise, why would he need so many people?

This is explosive news; if you get the details, you're sure to make a fortune.

"What is the task? Could you please explain in detail?"

The one-eyed man lowered his voice, feigning casualness as he asked, though his ears were already perked up. Yves, expressionless, gave him a cold glance.

"If you don't understand the rules, then find someone else to handle the reception. Is it something you can inquire about?"

One-Eyed Dragon chuckled upon hearing this. How could he not know the rules? He was just hoping to get away with it.

The rat monks of the dark world don't care about rules and morality; they are basically all profit-driven individuals.

But it is precisely these rat-like monks who can be useful in critical moments. They work for money and have no scruples when they do things.

As a force for attacking enemy strongholds and a butcher's knife for killing, the more you kill, the greater the reward.

If the reward is right, these guys would even dare to kill a god.

After testing the waters, the one-eyed man felt a pang of regret, realizing he had been blinded by greed.

Such a major event is definitely not something an ordinary person can handle; making inquiries recklessly could very well lead to trouble.

If they were to be targeted, their lives could be in danger.

Countless gossipy individuals have inquired about information they shouldn't have, and then vanished without a trace.

Knowing full well that such a thing exists, yet still being so rude, it's like they're asking for trouble.

Thinking of this, One-Eyed Dragon quickly put on a smile and adopted a businesslike attitude.

According to the agreed rules, half of the commission must be paid when hiring the rat monk.

Of this commission, half was directly paid to the employed monk, and the other half was kept by the organization to which the one-eyed dragon belonged.

This involves deposits and commissions, including the recovery of breaches of contract by monks, as well as the hiring and recruitment of personnel.

A thousand rat monks, especially the truly elite ones, would cost a fortune in commission if they were all gathered together.

The one-eyed man had never handled such a big business before, so he dared not be negligent in the slightest. He discussed the price, signed the contract, and then received a stack of special coupons.

This is a high-denomination, anonymous gold card issued by the Wizarding Alliance, convenient for use in certain special scenarios.

This type of transaction can lead to many hidden dangers, and many people have suggested that it be abolished.

However, such proposals did not generate much of a response and ultimately came to nothing.

Ordinary people cannot access these gold cards, but high-ranking officials and dignitaries need them for shady transactions. Since there is demand, there is absolutely no possibility of cancellation.

Gold cards like these all have unique anti-counterfeiting features, making them impossible for anyone to forge.

In any fraud case involving gold cards, either the recipient lacks the knowledge to verify the cards according to standards, or the cards are secretly switched.

A designated person is responsible for verifying the payment. Once it is confirmed that there are no problems, a contract is signed.

In the time that followed, Yves simply had to wait quietly and then issue the action order on the appointed day.

Once the order is issued, if anyone refuses to comply, the organization to which One-Eyed Dragon belongs will launch a cleanup and manhunt.

Those who can do this kind of business all have powerful backgrounds and influence; very few rat-like cultivators would dare to take money and not do the job.

The same applies to employers; if they refuse to pay subsequent commissions after the task is completed, they will also pay a heavy price.

Once he confirmed there were no problems, Yves turned and left; he had other things to do.

Before long, news spread throughout the underworld, and many rat monks received job offers.

If you are willing to accept the mission, you can go to the designated location to meet and discuss the details before receiving the advance payment.

If you do not wish to participate, you can simply ignore it.

Hearing that the commission for this operation was extremely high, many rat monks inquired about it and, without receiving any employment notice, actively sought ways to sign up.

Many forces were alarmed and sent people to inquire about the situation, trying to find out what had happened.