CHAPTER 627: A MIDSUMMER DREAM (2) (6K)_2

When ordering, Fen’s tone was much calmer compared to Shadi.

Mika also marveled at Fen’s extravagance, even when the ship was wrecked, the old aristocratic habits were hard to break.

"Just because Liszt is dead, it doesn’t necessarily mean we have to disband. We might not be able to come up with ship money now, but maybe we can switch to a new model and start some local business at Heaven Port."

There were a lot of oddballs on the island, but they were just useless bricks. Fen was very optimistic about Mika and Shadi. One was a doctor, a top-tier professional who would qualify for a big house and government support in Pedan. The other was Bao Canzi, someone not easy for three to five people to approach, with experience in arms smuggling, a necessary talent in lawless lands.

The two people coming later were strong, but Rein had too much of a reputation, known as a walking treasure map, with too many bounty hunters after him. Eight thousand Golden Dragons could even bid for small-scale state projects in Pedan’s Magic Energy Industry. At the beginning of the year, the Great Wetland rebels were suppressed by Aran. Although Wolman hadn’t mentioned it, it was most likely because of this incident that he went into exile overseas.

There are a lot of uncontrollable factors, so use caution.

"Business? Are you planning to open a brothel, casino, or..."

Mika preferred the former; the internal price would definitely be authoritative.

He didn’t finish speaking.

Rein swaggered in. This was a rather high-end restaurant. Although the price of the Wind Breath Stone wasn’t cheap, it was essential spending to regulate the room temperature.

Rein felt much better after entering. Due to Shadi’s striking appearance, at first glance, one might think he was a High Elf from the Ancient Divine Continent, too handsome compared to people around him, reportedly the number one on Heaven Port’s must-visit list. Many noblewomen were eager to bring him ashore, but unfortunately, he was actually brain-dead. Rein quickly spotted the three of them and found a seat.

"You finally made it."

Mika wasn’t sure how Rein would react to the bad news.

"If Glasses is treating, I definitely have to show some face."

Rein looked at the crowded seats. They really put in some effort, and he figured they probably queued for a while, so it wasn’t good to complete their usual task of roasting Fen.

"Liszt died yesterday."

Fen was direct and to the point.

"Huh?"

Rein was greatly shocked, then his face darkened, "Was it someone from the castle who killed him? We must avenge him!"

"It’s a powerful Blood Clan daywalker. Even if we team up, we’re probably not a match."

Fen said, as such.

But Rein was actually just having a stress reaction to the Starving Wolf Adventure Group’s past, unrelated to Liszt himself. After calming down, he said, "Oh, I see. Then forget it."

"Don’t just let it go like that! I’m so pissed off!"

Liszt suddenly appeared, sitting down. Last night he couldn’t find these bastards; they probably all hid. So damn righteous.

"You’re not actually dead!"

Shadi’s eyes widened in disbelief.

"Damn..."

Mika was a bit annoyed. He had used all his Dream Sauna cards for this bastard to get foot massages. The girls there were so fresh, all from the 80s (equivalent to the post-2000s), such a waste.

Fen found it hard to hold it in but managed. Could it be because that was effective? Supreme Emperor Technique, He Transmutes Freedom Method.

But being alive is good. Given his special status, he can’t stand out too much. With the team running, someone still needs to take on the role of a legal person to handle potential crises and avoid operational risks.

The Gate of Truth sent an invitation, but after some hesitation, he declined. What he needed was enormous influence, not being trapped in middle management for life, with every action bound by organizational rules.

"Anyway, since we’re disbanding and you’re not dead, wish everyone a bright future, see you at the top. Whether I avenge you or not is now meaningless. Bring the drinks quickly! We’re gonna drink till we drop today."

Rein urged the waiter to hurry up.

"Screw disbanding; we have three days to pay, there’s still time. What about the Worman people?"

Liszt had high hopes for these sub-dragon people.

"They said they’re quitting and told us not to look for them again."

Rein answered honestly.

"Simply quitting, what a joke. We need to find the user pain points, establish a strong grip, and empower them. Recently, the sub-dragons coming to the island must be the rebels from the Great Wetland. That Black Big’s build is sure to be someone who stands a stick, most likely a cadre. Tell him how the Aran people were stylishly oppressing his fellow men in the Great Wetland, and he immediately grabbed his axe to fight. Really useless. It looks like I have to go on a trip myself, no pressure."

Liszt was pondering how to gather the ship money.

Wolman was new, having just arrived at Heaven Port not long ago. It wasn’t suitable to ask him for money, so the five of them pooled money together.

Four hundred and ninety-nine Golden Dragons, essentially five hundred.

But all the people present weren’t exactly wealthy. Mika liked to connect, Rein liked to act rich, Shadi didn’t know if he was used to the good life before, but he aggressively spent in advance, owing some debt. Some people tracked him to the East Sea to demand repayment, truly a Lamborghini among paupers.

These three couldn’t gather much money. Fen seemed to have sold some Magic Props and could gather two hundred.

Good brothers, new ship, new atmosphere. There needs to be organization and discipline to do big things. Now you’re just an assistant.

High-interest loans weren’t available to desperados. The East Sea’s usury required blood relatives as collateral; even a wife wouldn’t suffice, as trash pirates almost all made do with a brothel woman.

Liszt himself had saved a bit and borrowed some from Taylor, but even that couldn’t reach five hundred.

"There’s still a gap of a hundred and sixty; let me think of a way. We still need to buy a ship to get quick money. With transport costs, living expenses at Heaven Port are too high, and only quick money can work."