Agreements

"Dude, I've only known you for two days, but you surprise me every time." Halt admired the clothes and the bag in front of him.

"Even though the outfit you brought before was much better, these clothes are also very nice, and I've never seen a bag like this before. What did you call that thing that closes the compartments of the bag?"

"Zippers, we call them zippers."

Halt nodded, "Yes, zippers, a genius invention. The stitching of the bag is like a perfect elf's hand, the zipper is a fine workmanship, even a dwarf could hardly do it."

"Let's not exaggerate, it's nothing special, I have a few more at home."

Halt's ears pricked up when he heard what Luck said. "You have more than this bag?"

"Yes."

"I'll give you ten gold pieces per bag."

Luck was amazed that an ordinary bag could be worth 10 gold pieces. 10 gold coins are about 150,000 Federation dollars. It was worth about 10 years of minimum wage workers' salary.

"Ten gold pieces per bag?"

Misunderstanding Luck's surprise, Halt said, "Yes, as beautiful as the bag is, it's not a spatial storage ring, you know that."

"Does the spatial storage ring from fantasy novels really exist?

"I only want one of these bags because it can satisfy the vanity of rich nobles and 10 gold coins is the maximum I can offer you."

"Halt is right Luck, the maximum amount he can sell to nobles is 12-15 gold coins, he even offered you more than enough."

"Deal then, the bag is yours for 10 gold coins." Luck's heart was pounding with excitement.

Looking at the clothes in front of him, Halt said, "As for the clothes..."

"You don't have to pay for clothes."

This time it was Halt and Horace's turn to be surprised.

"I want information instead of money."

"Information?"

"Yes, information, which goods are valuable in which countries, which goods are rare, which goods are common and worthless."

Horace's face broke into a knowing smile. "Wise Mr. Luck, a merchant should know the value of his goods so that he is not deceived."

"Horace is right, you're quick to learn from your mistakes, Mr. Luck."

"Fooled once, can be fooled again, I don't want it to happen again."

After their agreement, the three of them chatted for a while and then parted to meet again the next day at Trader Halt's shop.

He had received an order for new clothes and bags from Trader Halt and, to his surprise, an order for spices from Trader Horace.

Luck, realizing the clock was ticking, paid his debt to the adventurers and then passed through an inn door to get home again, only to find himself home all at once.

"Aha, I'm getting used to crossing worlds."

He immediately checked the time on his wrist and the clock on the wall. The time on his wrist was 20.13 and the time at home was 14.13.

"Oh my God, time goes twice as fast on Gliese."

It was 11.25 when he crossed to Gliese. Although he had spent 8 hours on Gliese, only 4 hours had passed in his world.

Luck immediately changed his clothes and went back to the covered bazaar to sell the gold in his pocket.

After selling the gold to different jewelers to avoid attracting too much attention, he had 800 thousand dollars in his bank account. Some of the jewelers paid market price, some paid below market price, but no one overpaid like the first time.

Looking at the 800 thousand dollars in his account, Luck's face lit up.

"Gliese is a gold mine. Hahaha," What he said was both metaphorical and literal.

"If I make money like this a few more times, I will definitely be followed by the banks."

If large sums of money came into his bank account repeatedly for no apparent reason, the banks and the government would investigate Luck's account and he would receive a free invitation from the police to visit the police station.

'Should I just accept cash?' He could escape the clutches of the banks and the government for a while since undeclared money would also be difficult to trace.

Luck shook his head against the idea. 'no, that's too dangerous, I don't even want to imagine what would happen if they found out I was carrying large sums of money on me or in my house'

'I need to find a job where I can launder the money I've officially earned.' But he had no idea what kind of job he should find.

On his way home, Luck stopped again at the mall on his way home and bought a few kilos of spices, some backpacks, and something to drink.

Back home, with nothing to do, Luck wanted to play on the computer, but his face darkened when he thought of his charred computer.

"I need to buy a new computer." He pulled his phone out of his pocket, quickly built a computer of his choice from a well-known technology store, and ordered it for same-day delivery.

"45 thousand dollars... I can't believe I spent that much on a computer." Since his mother was still a few hours away, he sat on the couch and started scrolling through his social media apps.

A wave of jealousy swept through his chest as he saw stories of one of his old school friends posting stories of himself on a luxury boat with model-like girls. "Do I live in the same world as these guys?"

'The bastard made a lot of money after starting a company. What about me?' The difference in their lives, despite having the same degree, bothered him.

Even though he made a good amount of money in two days thanks to Gliese, he still couldn't afford to buy a house and even if he could buy a house, he didn't know how he would explain it to his mother.

Luck, who lost track of time while he was deep in thought, woke up from his deep thoughts with the ringing of the bell. 

It was none other than the courier who brought his computer.

After a while, Luck started a new game on his new computer and realized that his gaming skills seemed to have improved. He seemed to be able to kill his opponents with less difficulty and make more detailed plans than before.

'With a new computer system, the game is more fluid and fun,' he thought.

"HAHAHA GG EZZ".

"I got the Five Kill again hahaha"

"Do they always give me noobs as opponents?"

He was so engrossed in playing that he didn't notice his mother opening the door to his room and coming up behind him.

"Didn't I tell you not to play games day and night?" his mother suddenly hit Luck on the back of the head with a slipper.

"F*ck your mother..." Luck said, holding his head in pain. When he saw the horrified look on his mother's face, he stopped talking.

"Mommy, when did you get here?" he said smarmily.

"Stop kissing a*s, it's time for dinner." She left Luck's room without looking back.

Without giving his mother a chance to yell at him again, he quickly closed the computer and sat down at the dining table.

After eating and chatting with his mother, he fell into the sweet arms of sleep.

In the morning after breakfast, when his mother went to work, it was time for Luck to travel again.

Putting the spices and clothes back in his newly bought bag, Luck packed some snacks and a Coke to avoid paying tens of gold coins to a restaurant again.

'I hope I don't show up somewhere far from Victory Town this time, it would be best to show up somewhere near Halt's shop." He opened the door to his room and stepped out.

A smile appeared on Luck's face as he again experienced the blackout and the feeling of stepping into the void that meant he had traveled between worlds.