Dividing the Spoils

Chapter 53 Dividing the Spoils

Hobart first went to 192 Blanca Street and, through a bestowed ritual, extracted the extraordinary characteristics of the "Mystic" from the "Land of Chaos".

Then, with his extraordinary abilities, he went to the mercenary club. Just like last week, he practiced shooting for a while and then had lunch in the club's restaurant.

In the restaurant, people were talking about the sneak attack that took place in the southern continent, but everyone seemed to only know that they had won; the specific results were still unclear.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, Hobart went to attend the Extraordinary Gathering in the underground theater as planned.

Unlike last time, Hobert didn't sit in the corner. He sat in the middle, near the front. After the old man in the golden mask arrived, he didn't rush to make a trade. Instead, he waited for the person looking for teammates to speak.

This time, Hobert was much closer to the old man in the golden mask. He felt that the pressure emanating from the old man was more like that of an extraordinary person who had passed through the "Arbitrator" pathway.

It is very likely that this old man is a member of the Loen royal family or a high-ranking nobleman, because the Loen royal family has very strict control over their extraordinary characteristics, making it impossible for a wild "high-sequence" "arbitrator" to appear.

If this happens, it's like handing a piece of fat meat to someone's mouth. This old man must be being hunted down and has no time to host a gathering here.

After the gathering began, to Hobart's surprise, the person who had sought teammates to excavate the ruins the previous week reappeared: "We've encountered a new situation. This ruin is more difficult to excavate than we imagined. We've lost two teammates, but haven't found a clue yet. So we're asking a higher-level Beyonder to join the excavation. As for how to distribute the contents of the ruins, we can discuss that in person. Also, does anyone know Rex Heller?"

Hobert was taken aback. How did this bring up the original owner's biological father?

At this moment, a middle-aged retired military officer said, "Commander Rex was a legendary figure in the 'Southern Continent Legion' more than 20 years ago, but he has been dead for 21 years. Why are you suddenly asking this?"

Those searching for high-level extraordinary teammates were somewhat surprised: "We found Rex's message in the ruins; we thought he was from the Fourth Epoch!"

The middle-aged retired officer added, "I suggest you seek cooperation with Brigadier General Christine. Brigadier General Christine is best friends with Commander Rex, and I think he will be interested in that site."

"And the brigadier general's eldest son also attended the gathering; this is the gentleman."

The officer pointed at Hobert, and many people looked at Hobert.

Hobert politely rose and said to the officer, "I'm sorry, I don't know you. How do you know I'm my father's eldest son?"

"That's because there's a family photo on the brigadier general's desk," the other person said. "I saw your picture in there."

The people searching for teammates immediately asked Hobert, "Sir, would you like to participate in the excavation of the ruins? I guarantee your safety."

Hobart understood what the other person meant, and he replied directly, "I'm sorry, I can't make the decision for my father, but I can pass on your team request to him."

"This is my address." The other party quickly took out a pen and paper, wrote down the address, and handed it to Hobart: "If the general is interested in cooperating, please let me know, and I will pay a visit immediately."

Hobert glanced at the address, below which was the recipient's name: Jacob Otto.

He put the note away and said, "No problem."

The gathering continued, and after most people had stated their trade requests, Hobart stood up and announced loudly, "I have a substance here that I obtained near the corpse of an Extraordinary. A friend has determined it comes from a 'Mystic.' Anyone interested?"

He deliberately avoided using the term "extraordinary characteristics" and pretended not to know the "law of conservation of extraordinary characteristics".

According to the rules of the gathering, Hobart repeated what he had just said in a loud voice, and then he stood there waiting. If no one came to make a deal with him after half a minute, then the deal had failed and Hobart had to sit down immediately.

Others will rise up and initiate new deals.

Hobart waited only a few seconds before an officer in his thirties stood up and said, "Name your price."

"320 pounds," Hobart said immediately.

The other person shook his head: "Friend, or rather, Brigadier General Christine's eldest son, what you have is called an extraordinary property."

"A typical Sequence 9 extraordinary ability is indeed worth the price, and some sought-after extraordinary abilities can even sell for over £400, but I don't think any of you here would want to become a 'mystic'."

"I bought it with the intention of having it made into an extraordinary item, because its extraordinary properties will give the holder extremely high inspiration and greatly increase the success rate of ritual magic."

"280 pounds, that's a fair price."

Hobart countered, "290 pounds, you won't lose out at that price, let's just consider it a friendly deal."

"Alright then," the other person said.

The other party immediately counted out £290 in cash, and Hobart handed him the extraordinary properties. After confirming that everything was correct, the deal was done.

With so much cash in his pocket, Hobart was even planning to open a bank account and deposit the money.

After the party, Hobart wrote a letter to Hugh in the sofa area of ​​the lobby, inviting her to the law firm the next day at noon to "divide the spoils".

Back home, Hobart took another 10 pounds from the 290 pounds as commission for selling the extraordinary properties, and wrapped the remaining 280 pounds separately.

After dinner, Hobart told Christine about the team-up requests from the party earlier that day. Christine simply said "Okay" and that was it.

As the new week began, Hugh arrived at the law firm where Hopper worked at the agreed time, but Fors was still a little worried, so she came with Hugh.

Hobart found a meeting room and first took out 80 pounds in cash: "This is the proceeds from the 'mutant eyeball'."

He then produced the £280: "This is the proceeds from selling the extraordinary properties. I took on certain risks in both transactions, so I've already set aside £5 and £10 respectively as payment for the sale. I'm sure Miss Hugh won't have any objections?"

Looking at the two stacks of cash, Hugh couldn't help but show a look of delight: "No, no, then I can get a share..."

"180 pounds." Hobart split the two stacks of cash equally. "Hopefully, we'll have the opportunity to work together again in the future!"

Xiu said, "It will happen!"

We're one step closer to the Sheriff's potion recipe.

Fors thought to himself: He actually split the spoils with Hugh. It seems he's a reliable friend after all.

Hugh made fewer contributions than Hobart in the investigation of Zachary and Hyman.

After putting the money away, Hugh glanced at his good friend and then hesitated before asking, "Hobert, if—I mean if—I wanted to ask you about some occult knowledge, what are your fees?"

Hobart paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "We are members of the Justice League, and we should help each other."

"I'm going to the countryside to gather some intelligence soon, and it would be great if I had a reliable companion by my side."

"If you want to gain some knowledge of the occult, as long as it is within my knowledge, I will definitely answer your questions in detail. The reward is that Miss Hugh comes with me to gather information."

Hugh immediately replied, "No problem, um, we'll go back and discuss the questions we want to ask you."

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(End of this chapter)