After resting, the two plunged back into the office.
They searched through the maze of buildings for scattered documents while dodging attacks from Memory Realm Memes and out-of-control service machines.
"Ah... this one looks valuable. It might be exactly what the higher-ups need."
Burton shouldered his AK and stared at the title of the document in his hand:
"'Penacony Anomaly Register.' Sounds expensive."
"Isn't it a little too thick?"
Yan Huan snatched the so-called "Penacony Anomaly Register" and opened it.
"Isn't this a damn novel?"
"Huh?"
Burton leaned in and discovered it really was a novel.
"Damn it! Got my hopes up for nothing!"
"I'm exhausted. Barely getting paid to do the hardest work!"
"Of course, my little bit of exhaustion is nothing compared to yours. You've fired three more rockets..."
Standing beside Yan Huan, Burton couldn't help sighing:
"Miss MacArthur, I won't sugarcoat it. Even if we completed the job right now, you'd still come out at a loss."
"...I'm done. Let Destruction take it all," Yan Huan said mournfully, shouldering his rocket launcher.
"Can't we ask them to raise the pay for this? What if I take over the office and force the higher-ups to pay us?"
"I'd advise you to forget that idea..." Burton shook his head helplessly.
"In my experience, you might have some luck bargaining with a few valuable documents. But taking over the office? That's far too much trouble for what you'd get."
"The Hound Family posted the commission, but the head of the Oak Family has always been a kind man."
"If the pay's unfair, we can tell him. Given his character, he'd probably make sure we earned something, even if he had to pay out of his own pocket."
"Hm?" Yan Huan looked at Burton.
"The head of the Oak Family would