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Steampunk Era: Mad Abield

For a long time, Malin always felt that Fate had been quite generous to him. Although he had to face that life-threatening job every day, as long as he had the lovely Leopard Girl cooking delicious food for him daily, and as long as there was meat to eat and cats to stroke, life wasn't too unbearable. Working a bit harder and facing some difficulties on the job weren't really an issue for a man. Moreover, being able to live two lives meant one shouldn't have too high demands, right, Mr. Different-Kind? Having said that, and without waiting for an answer, the young man snapped his fingers, and the white flame on his fingertip lit the tobacco in his other hand, then he flicked it towards the non-human entity on the stake. Welcome to Abield, to witness the last splendor of the steampunk era. And the madness.

Half-step Purgatory · Sci-fi
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715 Chs

One hundred and sixty-five: Observation (3)

Working with Mr. Malin meant meat on the table, which was a point uniformly agreed upon by all the apprentices of the local Church of the God of Commerce — whether it was the previous snack shop or the tool workshop, and including the various types of stores that followed, the apprentices believed that working in Malin's shop was far better than anywhere else.

Be it the cleanliness of the shop, the design of the lighting, or the arrangement of the goods, they were all unmatched by any other store in the city.

For these apprentices, hearing that Mr. Malin was selecting his financial management team was like a shortcut to heaven — as Merchants in the Sequence, it went without saying that the more wealth one handled, the more business experience one would gain. Moreover, it had a significant positive effect on advancing through the levels of the Sequence.