Because he was facing a massive debt, Lu Xin no longer even felt like going to work. All he could think about was making money.
He no longer had much motivation to go to the company.
He was already carrying several million in debt. How could he still be satisfied with the company's meager salary?
A person's appetite increased in direct proportion to their debt...
Still, five million was a lot. It really wasn't something he could earn in a short while...
Just what kind of job would that take?
He only had to count how many five-million payouts he had received since entering the field to know.
At most, there had been the time he dealt with the God Creation at the Black Table, the time the Technological Church attacked the Queen of Happy Town, and the time he had served as outside assistance in Black Marsh City. As for the other missions, even if they had caused quite a stir, they had still fallen far short of five million.
If only there could be a few more cases involving pollution on the five-million level...
...The moment this thought arose, Lu Xin began to reflect on himself.
Was the pressure of making money getting to him lately? He had actually started hoping for a major job to appear...
Wasn't peace and order the most important thing in this world?
Money really did corrupt people...
...But to be fair, he had almost gathered all the parasitic items he needed. If all else failed, he could ask Qinggang later how much the Staff Hider—one of the thirteen spiritual ultimates—would be worth in their eyes if he sold it to them.
Just kidding.
How could he sell the Staff Hider? Besides, how many forces would dare issue a wanted notice