[Big Fish]

Perhaps it was because of their strong connections, or perhaps because Feng Xue had given them so much, but in just half an hour, five complete sets of identity documents appeared before Feng Xue. At this time, the Bionic Human and the previous scavenger had all disappeared from the room, leaving only the trading partner and his two bodyguards.

According to the other party, the identity at this price point was not fabricated out of thin air, but was purchased from those who, for various reasons, had to leave the city and simply sold off all their connections to get money to return to their hometowns.

This includes not only birth information and interpersonal relationships, but also social expenses such as personal income tax, insurance, and rent, which they pay on time to maintain the "existence" of this identity in this city, this country, and even this planet.

After a quick review, the five identities seemed to justify the high price: a middle-level manager who embezzled public funds and couldn't repay them; two laid-off employees who couldn't afford their previous lifestyles but had decent resumes and professional certifications; an Outdated Idol; and even a politician who lost an election. Although their resumes all listed them as "losers," each had some notable strengths. With just a small investment, they could easily "turn their lives around," which truly broadened Feng Xue's horizons.

Picking up the resume and reading it carefully, the man, whose face had become all smiles and who even seemed worried that the reader (the man) didn't know the ropes, explained the value of his product:

"These are the easiest to replace. They are basically roles that can be taken out of the public eye for a few years and then made a comeback without any problems. As for age and appearance, they are not important at all. If you want to buy them, I can even give you a certificate of plastic surgery."

"We have settled all the debts owed to these people, and we have also used their identities to conduct activities such as buying and selling stocks and bonds, working remotely, and ordering takeout. Once you get to know them a little, you can immediately integrate into their group without worrying about any future problems."

"Of course, if you want to get in touch with Purple Light Company, we can also provide a female identity and then change our resume to that of a transgender person, which will make us seem more 'correct' in our communication with Purple Light Company."

"However, if you're looking for a more glamorous identity, we also have some former gangsters or hackers, but you should be aware of the risks involved..."

Listening to the man's incessant introduction of his products, Feng Xue waved her hand and said:

"No need, I'll take all five identities. Giving me a suitcase isn't too much to ask, is it?" Feng Xue took out a handful of coins and slapped them on the table in front of the man. The man's lips curled up slightly, and he immediately gestured for her to bring over a black leather briefcase that looked like it belonged to someone who did big business, and placed it in front of Feng Xue.

As a "fat sheep" Tag materialized on Feng Xue put the terminal and her identity information into the box, leaving only one set in her hand to fiddle with. Seeing this, the man immediately realized the deal wasn't over and said:

"We have enough savings in each of his accounts to support his normal life for three months. In addition, Mobik in the address book is our contact information. If you need anything else, you can contact us at any time."

"That's perfect. Help me resign from my positions as a senior executive and two employees, then set up a small security company or detective agency, handle all the paperwork, excluding the office space. How long would that take?"

Feng Xue casually fiddled with the glove-style control panel in her hand, browsing the information projected onto her glasses, and asked a question offhand.

"That's easy. If it's just a shell company, it can be done in three hours. You can pay with these coins, and we'll use the extra money as the company's registered capital."

The man quoted a price exceptionally quickly, and Feng Xue decisively slapped a coin on the table, picked up her briefcase, and turned to leave.

"After you're done, send the documents to my terminal."

As the door to the private room closed, the bodyguard next to the man suddenly leaned closer and whispered:

"Boss, this guy's a fat sheep, should we...?"

Seeing his underling make that universally recognized throat-slitting gesture, the man's smile vanished, and he glared at him, saying:

"If you want to die, don't drag me into it!"

As he spoke, he stuffed the handful of coins on the table into his pocket, leaving only one dangling in front of his underling.

"What's this?"

"Coins worth 500,000 Credit Point," the underling replied matter-of-factly, before receiving a light slap on the face.

"Idiot! Where would you get coins in Asgari City?! This is an electronic virus! A virus that can make your brain recognize it as 500,000! That kid is a Super Hacker can hack into the network's underlying layers and add settings!"

"But boss, just maintaining these identities has cost us over 800,000..." The underling was shocked upon hearing this, but the boss weighed the coins in his hand and said:

"What do you think I was doing all this time? This stuff is useful to everyone. Why didn't we just spend it before he changed the annotation information? Sometimes, the stuff created by experts is more useful than money."

After saying that, the boss patted the bodyguard's cheek again and left the private room with his underlings. He needed to think carefully about how to "spend" this windfall.

While the gang was making a fortune, Feng Xue returned to his high-rise apartment. In fact, of the five identities he held, he was the only one who actually owned property.

This seems contradictory to his inability to repay the embezzled public funds, but upon closer examination, it's not hard to understand. Once he even sold the house, people would inevitably discover his financial problems. If the sale could fill the vacancy, that would be fine, but if it couldn't, it would undoubtedly expose his troubles prematurely. It would be better to sell the property along with his identity, as the asking price could actually be higher.

As she pondered the man's thought process, Feng Xue began to cut off the power to the room. Once the power was completely cut off and the built-in batteries of the appliances were removed, Feng Xue felt relieved and began to modify all the electronic devices she could find.

The power of [Masterful Creation] is far more useful than it appears on the surface. While it may not be as overpowered as "I think," for devices with specific operating principles, Feng Xue can innovate and even create replicas by hand after just one disassembly.

The Kamen Rider Drivers he sent out before were created by adapting the Tokoku Driver to his own Rider System. He could even handle those black box technologies like "Weird Tale," so some devices based on technological principles were naturally a piece of cake for him.

However, his tinkering with these appliances wasn't out of boredom; rather, he was worried the gang might have left behind some junk. Rather than searching everywhere with probes, he preferred to reflash the firmware on all the devices.

Incidentally, integrate the identities of the five people onto one terminal.

Hmm, it would be best if it could also be linked to the Kamen Rider Terminal.

The headache is a side effect of the surgery, a recurring problem that comes and goes. It's nothing serious, just a lack of concentration. I'll update again later.

P. S.: Regarding climbing the tower outside of December, climbing the tower can be done at any time. However, the Tower of Babel is surrounded by Residential Area, which are monopolized by the Hundred Tales. Therefore, Outsider can only climb the tower if the Hundred Tales allow them to enter the Residential Area.

The current so-called Challenge Month is a compromise reached after lengthy negotiations between Hundred Tales and other Landfill Area Weird Tale organizations, but it can only restrain Landfill Area Weird Tale.

As for the Weird Tale of having a room inside the Tower of Babel, it's perfectly fine for him to climb the tower or challenge it whenever he wants.

Conversely, unless Feng Xue never uses the S-Clash Driver again, she might be challenged and forced to return at any time.

This uncertainty prevents him from setting challenges that could potentially kill him.