The person on the other end of the phone seemed stunned by the sudden massive order and kept confirming something over and over.
Milluki's eyes gleamed with the light of what could only be called "the hacker's soul." Without a sound, he pulled a palm-sized miniature terminal from his pocket, his fingers flying across it. Within seconds, he had tapped into the encrypted line Morel was using.
The next moment, a long string of numbers that made his eyes swim appeared on the tiny screen.
Milluki stopped breathing.
He raised a finger and counted the zeros in the air, one by one.
"Ones, tens, hundreds, thousands..."
His mouth opened wider and wider until it had become a comical O.
He suddenly turned back toward Piyu and Bai Zhu beside him, silently mouthing words with an expression like he had seen a ghost.
"He's crazy! This guy's really gone crazy!"
Milluki's voice was extremely low, as though he feared disturbing some monster, carrying the sour resentment of someone facing obscene wealth.
"This money... even if my dad never ate or drank, he'd have to take several S-rank jobs in a row to scrape together that much!"
Yet Morel, at the center of the storm, remained frighteningly calm.
He merely gave a string of bank codes and verification keys over the phone, completing the transaction.
He acted as though he had not bought a decommissioned giant vessel capable of serving as a small city, but a little boat for weekend trips offshore.
The call ended.
The entire dock fell silent, leaving only the sound of the sea wind.
Bai Zhu nodded in satisfaction. He stepped forward and patted Morel's shoulders, which had tensed from excitement.
"Now that's more like it."
His voice was not loud, yet everyone heard it clearly.
"Our goal