Werewolf Boy was deeply torn. Not everyone had a chance to obtain a Special Item. He had no organization backing him, so where was he supposed to find one? Even on foreign black markets, these things could not be measured in money.
There were plenty of rich people in the world. If anyone put Special Items up for sale and accepted national currency as payment, wealthy buyers or government agencies would snap up every last one. For an ordinary person, getting even one would be harder than reaching the heavens.
That was why certain black markets used the ancient practice of barter, accepting Special Items as payment. Alternatively, people with extraordinary abilities could perform services in exchange. Those were the only two ways to trade. The sellers did not accept money; they really had no shortage of it.
Werewolf Boy had originally planned to return to his home country, but now he hesitated. A Special Item was still very tempting to him.
"It can only store one item? That's way too few. Do you have anything better?" Werewolf Boy asked greedily.
"Of course. Make the appropriate contributions during investigations, and you can rent one. There's a rental period, but as long as your contribution score is high enough, you can extend it indefinitely," Ke Meng answered without hesitation.
After turning it over in his mind countless times, Werewolf Boy decided to stay. Ke Meng had sent him a list of rewards redeemable with contribution points, and the sight of it had left him burning with desire.
And just like that, Werewolf Boy stayed and became a worker for the Investigation Bureau.
Some might ask whether it was worth traveling all that way to the Koi Continent only to end up working for someone.
Ke Meng wanted to say, *If you