As everyone knew, running dungeons was all about the drops—gear, materials, and those glittering gold coins that bosses spat out.
If there wasn't even a scrap of local specialty loot, wouldn't that just make it community service? Besides, even social workers gave their Tool Persons a couple of eggs to build up their strength!
Now that the dungeon run was over, the loot had dropped, and everything had been appraised.
It was time for everyone's favorite part: splitting the money.
Little An was a master among masters among masters, after all. Even with Wen Jie's arrangements and the fan filter, there was no reason for him to work for free in That Ji guy's party, was there?
What was he after? The chance to snuggle up close with GIEGIE?
Give it a rest.
There were plenty of things in this world that could be had for free. Some candy delivered right to your door could be devoured, after which you could still spit and call it mediocre—but there were favors you'd better not owe. It weighed on your conscience and damaged your character. You could bully a child because the child didn't understand, but did the adults and friends around them not know what sort of person That Ji guy was?
Ji Jue had brought out half of the total haul from this expedition.
But in truth, all this put together wasn't even worth a tenth of the total value of their gains. They were all materials easily convertible into cash, precious metals, or simply Time Sand Crystals.
In Mercury's Workshop, these were the only things that could readily be turned into money—or rather, the only things whose value could be clearly calculated.
Compared to everything else, they were precisely the least valuable.
After all, anyone could have money—but could