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Emerald's expression immediately turned strange.

In this world, it's easy for mages to find legitimate jobs, so most of those who join gangs are ordinary people.

For most gangs, having a few old-fashioned magic guns is considered impressive; most gang thugs primarily use machetes and clubs.

So what is Batis saying now? She's going to use giant crabs and flying skateboards to fight gang wars? That's like using main battle tanks and helicopters in a street brawl on Earth... Even if the White River Gang is Miss Melson's dog, this is still a bit too much.

"Um... forget about the big crab, that thing is too conspicuous. Getting you a few is no problem for me. But if you actually use that thing to fight gang wars, it won't be other gang thugs coming after you, it'll be the FBI."

Emery thought for a few seconds, then shrugged:

"You know, the FBI certainly wouldn't dare to really do anything to me, but they won't be so polite to you, Batista. They have all sorts of ways to annoy you, and they might even send you to jail for some time."

"Oh, I understand, Miss."

Hearing that she couldn't use the giant crab in gang wars, Badis was visibly disappointed, but she quickly looked up again, a glimmer of hope in her eyes, and asked:

"What about the flight skateboard? That should be fine, right?"

Chapter 120 Let's go on a beach vacation together!

"A flying skateboard..."

Amelie pondered for a moment.

The flying skateboard is indeed less sensitive. Although its status in the Federation army is similar to that of the armed helicopters on Earth, it is just a means of transportation.

For mages, flying skateboards are similar to electric bikes for ordinary workers on Earth; they are quite common. They are not only used by military personnel and mercenaries; mages often use flying skateboards to commute to and from get off work in big cities.

So, the problem with Batis wanting some flying skateboards isn't with the skateboards themselves, but with the people riding them.

"You probably already know, right, Batiste?"

After a moment of contemplation, Emery raised her head, her expression serious:

"Getting you some flying skateboards is easy, but who will fly them? Besides you, there probably aren't many mages left in the White River Gang, right? And even among awakened mages, not everyone has the talent to use flying skateboards. If you force someone without the talent to fly skateboards, the probability of them falling to their death is much higher than the probability of them being killed by the enemy."

"I can teach them... at least give them a chance to try, right?"

Badis, on the other hand, had a lot of confidence in her underlings:

"Many of them are quite skilled, with quick reflexes and good balance, so they should be able to use flying skateboards. We don't expect them to be able to use magic devices while riding a skateboard, but being able to fly in the air and throw a Molotov cocktail or even a brick would be very useful in gang wars."

"Uh... throwing bricks on a flying skateboard?"

Emery's expression was subtle, like a fighter pilot opening the windshield and throwing a rock at someone... but it was quite interesting, wasn't it?

"Alright, I'll try to arrange some flyboards for you."

Emerald found the whole thing quite interesting and eventually agreed to the request. Then she asked:

"Is there anything else you want?"

"Have."

Badis was not polite at all:

"I want a few of the javelins that my sisters use, and also a few of the magic guns that the marines in the army use to fight monsters."

"……Row."

Amelie gave Badis a deep look and agreed as well.

It's normal for Amazonian warriors to like javelins. Badis had no chance to handle them before, but now that she has, she's bound to be itching to get her hands on one.

But the military magic gun used to fight monsters... that thing is comparable to the anti-material sniper rifle on Earth. Using this thing in gang wars... tsk, Emeryte was already feeling a bit sorry for the enemies who were hindering her development. She hoped they would die quickly.

After that, Badis made no further requests, and Amelie quickly began making arrangements.

The military equipment that Badis wanted for gang warfare sounded outrageous, but it was all easy for Emerald to obtain.

This time, Emery didn't even need to go through family connections; she could easily get it done by contacting Judy directly.

Just as Emerald said when she deliberately provoked Judy before—the military could have many female officers to play the lead roles in movies, including many who are fair-skinned, beautiful, and have hot figures, but Emerald is the only one who can make movies.

Therefore, Judy actually benefited greatly from the collaboration between Emerald and Judy, and it's only right that Judy helps Emerald get some military equipment now.

That makes sense. During the battle against the three giant Palico bears, weren't over 300 aerial mages all brought to their deaths by the crowing of a rooster? So, it's normal that some military flight skateboards were completely damaged and had to be scrapped during that process, right?

As for the magic guns and javelin magic devices, they are even easier to obtain. These devices have fixed damage targets in each campaign, which is a common way for officers to make money.

Since it's all taxpayers' money being spent, and the profits go to arms dealers like Merson, everyone has a stake in it, so it's become an unspoken rule. Anyone who dares to investigate too closely will run into trouble.

Judy quickly delivered all the equipment Emery had requested, along with more than 20 strong young men.

These young men were certainly not there to serve Emerald; they were all men whose three-year military service contracts had just expired and had not yet been renewed, so Judy arranged for them to be discharged from the military ahead of schedule.

They would all later join Baihe Commercial Management Company, nominally as security personnel, but in reality, they would become high-ranking thugs for the Baihe Gang.

Judy must have considered that ordinary gang members wouldn't use military equipment, so she specially sent a group of instructors over.

Of course, these young men were all volunteers, after all, Emery paid them much more than they did in the army.

As for the risk to one's life from participating in gang fights? That's laughable. People who participate in the monthly demon tide extermination campaigns, would they be afraid of those gang thugs wielding steel pipes and machetes?

With the replenishment of equipment and personnel, Badass's expeditionary force naturally saw a surge in strength.

After a few days of letting the White River Gang's henchmen get used to their new equipment, Badis said she was ready to go into battle at any time.

Coincidentally, Emery also spent the last few days editing the new movie, and now all that's left is to wait for the movie theater in Locke City to be completely completed.

It would be only natural to go to the neighboring resort for a few days and, incidentally, create an opportunity for Batist's operation.

. . . . .

Champs-Élysées.

Like many others in town, Corey was a migrant worker who came to try his luck after hearing that this was a tourist hotspot with a thriving economy and good money-making opportunities.

After living in Champs-Élysées for a while, Corey found that there were indeed more job opportunities and salaries here than in his hometown, but the competition was fierce and it was easier to be bullied.

Fortunately, the migrant workers here are quite united and have even formed a large gang called the Workers' Association. They often stand up for the workers, and every now and then, hundreds of people will surround the homes of some unscrupulous business owners at night and throw bricks or even Molotov cocktails inside.

This behavior is undoubtedly very violent, but it is very effective. Now, the business owners in Champs-Élysées town really don't dare to bully migrant workers anymore, and they are treating them quite well.

But this also makes more people want to come here to work, and there are still far more applicants than available jobs. Without a skill, it is not easy to find a stable job.

Corey works odd jobs in Champs-Élysées, going wherever there's a temporary shortage of workers, earning daily or even hourly wages. There are quite a few people like him in Champs-Élysées.

That morning, Corey walked into the labor agency hall as usual, hoping to find a short-term job to earn his living expenses for the next few days.

Unexpectedly, the atmosphere in the labor agency hall was unusually lively today. There were long queues at two windows, including several coworkers who were on good terms with Ke Li and waved to him from afar, inviting him to join them.

Corey trusted his coworkers, so he quickly ran over, waited in line, and asked them about the situation.

The situation was easy to find out; in short, there was a rich woman there, a capricious rich woman.

A wealthy woman was planning a trip to Champs-Élysées and scouted out a beautiful beach beforehand.

The only drawback is that the beach is not the famous golden sand beach of Champs-Élysées, but a pebble beach.

When ordinary people encounter this situation, they can only either make do playing on the pebble beach or find other beaches with better scenery.

But rich women can be capricious when they have money—she likes the scenery there and prefers soft sand to pebble beaches, so she wants to pay to transform the pebble beach, clearing away all the pebbles and bringing in sand from other beaches to cover it.

If that's all there is to it, it wouldn't actually require too many people. After all, this world has magic, and hiring one or a few mages skilled in construction magic would allow the project to be completed within half a day.

Some wealthy people are strange. They enjoy the convenience of magical technology, but in certain areas they strictly pursue 'purity' and 'unpolluted'. For example, they eat only crops grown and raised by magic rejecters, and they do not eat any food that has been modified by magic.

The wealthy woman is doing the same thing. She not only demands that the pebble beach be transformed into a sandy beach, but she also insists that her beach cannot be 'contaminated' by magic. In other words, magic cannot be used during the transformation process; the pebbles must be cleared away by manpower before sand is laid on top, and the transformation must be completed within two days.

As for how many workers would be needed and how much money it would cost, the rich woman didn't care. Money was just a number to her; she only cared about the results.

"Haha, I love rich women like this! It would be great if rich women like this came to Champs-Élysées every day."

Corey was overjoyed after finding out the details and immediately started chatting and laughing with his coworkers.

The work of clearing gravel and moving sand requires almost no skills, making it suitable for low-level laborers like Corey, and the wages offered by wealthy women are usually not low.

And that was indeed the case. The contract from the labor agency stated 300 rens per day, which was already a decent income for low-level workers. Corey's previous daily income was less than 200 rens.

It's done!

Corey signed the contract without hesitation and joined the workforce.

The first day of work went very smoothly. Although moving gravel and sand was tiring and tedious, Corey still smiled happily when he saw the 300 rons in cash he received.

But by the afternoon of the next day, Corey was no longer smiling.

. . . . .

The rich woman who was going to Champs-Élysées was, of course, Emerald.

Upon receiving news that the beach had been renovated, she immediately took Marcy, Viliana, Julia, and Pancake Cat there using teleportation magic.

This was too fast, so much so that when Emery and her group arrived at the beach, the laborers who had just finished their work hadn't even left yet.

"Thank you all for working hard for my holiday."

Emerald didn't seem to look down on the laborers, nor did she put on an arrogant attitude. Instead, she greeted them warmly and even had Marcy buy a high-end chilled drink for each of the laborers who participated in the work.

The workers were delighted. They couldn't afford such high-end drinks normally, and didn't even know where to buy them. Now they were experiencing a taste of the elite class's enjoyment.

Amelie did not leave during this period, but continued to chat with some lucky laborers from time to time, leaving a very good impression on people.

Just as almost all the laborers had finished their drinks and were preparing to leave, intending to make the newly completed, beautiful beach available for the wealthy women to enjoy their vacations, Amelie said something in a seemingly casual manner:

"By the way, I know everyone has been working very hard these past two days, so did you all receive the 500 Luns daily wage I offered? Did you not get ripped off by any shady agencies?"

The happy smiles on many workers' faces instantly froze, and Corey was no exception.

300 Luns a day is actually quite a lot for the laborers, but people are greedy. Now that they know they could have earned 500 Luns a day, but were cheated by the middleman, everyone is filled with anger.

"Oh dear... it seems you really did get ripped off by a shady agency?"

After observing the laborers' expressions, Emerald feigned surprise and said:

"Then you'd better hurry up and get your wages back from that shady agency... I've already accepted all the commission they're owed, they shouldn't be deducting from your salaries anymore! You can target this point and sue that agency in federal court, you're guaranteed to win!"

"..."

The laborers looked at each other for a long time before one of them, who appeared to be a foreman, sighed and forced a smile at Emerald.

"Thank you for reminding me, Miss. You really are a kind and beautiful person... Normally, someone like you wouldn't care about us at all. Have a great vacation with your friends. As for the wages that were withheld by the shady agency, we'll find a way to get them back ourselves."

"Okay, then I wish you all the best in your efforts to get your wages back."

Amelie waved goodbye to the laborers with a naive smile, watching them leave angrily one by one.

...It should be done.

After the last laborer left the beach area, Emerald's smile changed, from a naive and innocent smile to a smile of triumphant scheming.

If workers elsewhere were scammed by such shady employment agencies, they would most likely follow Amelie's advice and pursue legal action. Unless the agency has powerful connections, their chances of winning would be quite high.

But the laborers in Champs-Élysées clearly wouldn't, because they had already experienced faster and simpler ways to protect their rights.

machetes, sticks, bricks, and Molotov cocktails.

Even the most stubborn business owners and shady brokers are ultimately vulnerable; threats of violence are far more effective against them than court summons… at least that’s the case in Champs-Élysées.

So many workers' money has been swindled by shady employment agencies, the workers' association certainly won't stand idly by. This big gang, which once organized a riot involving 5000 people at night, should be busy these next few days.

Once the workers' association gets busy, its core members will definitely take action, which gives Badis the opportunity to wipe them all out.

In short, Emerald has created an opportunity for Badis in her own way, and now all that's left is to wait for the good news.

Now that we've come to this resort and spent a considerable amount of money to build a private beach, how can we not have some fun?

"Come on, everyone, put on your swimsuits, it's time to play in the water!"

After finishing their business, Amelie quickly led Julia, Marcy, Viliana, and the cat, Muffin, to the beautiful beach.

"Mmm~~~~ The scenery here is really amazing."

After taking a few deep breaths of the fresh sea breeze and stretching lazily, Amelie began to take off her clothes.

Anyway, she had completely booked the beach. There were no strangers nearby, only a few girls and a cat. Pancake was a little female cat, so it didn't matter at all.

The gorgeous dress slipped down after the shoulder straps were untied, making Amelie's already pearly white skin even more dazzling in the sunlight.

Marcy and Viliana both swallowed hard, while Julia stared intently, almost tripping over herself in the process.

Only Pancake seemed unimpressed by Emerald's display of her figure and skin, finding a comfortable spot to lie down and meowing softly.

"Tch, human females, that's all they're good for. Cat food is better."

After removing her glamorous dress and upper body clothing, Amelie's next step was naturally to take off her black stockings.