What are the odds

"Why did you have to allow me to embarrass myself then." Devon scratched his head, now he regretted how he acted when the woman told him the price of the emblem

"1 Task point is equal to 1000 Gold coins."

After some minutes of negotiation between the voice and Devon, they settled for 10 task points for 5000 gold coins.

One thing Devon learned was never to negotiate with that crazy voice. As instead of the voice reducing the price, it increased the price with the same amount Devon reduced it to. It was really a comical scene between the two of them.

"Sir, are you taking it or not?" The woman's voice brought Devon back to his sense.

Devon smiled, "Sure, sure, I was just joking around that other time."

if the voice could roll its eyes am sure it would do that.

Devon brought out the money from his storage ring and gave the woman, After receiving the money she brought a box out also from her ring and placed the emblem inside the box then passed it to him.

"By the way, how much is the Inner compound emblem?" When he heard the price of the outer compound he couldn't help but be very curious about the price if the inner compound.

"That would be 20,000 gold coins, sir." 

"....."

"Should I bring it out, sir?" 

"No, no, no, maybe next time." Devon shook his head several times in denial of what he had just heard.

Running out from the market before he gets himself squeezed out of task points.

Getting into his house laying down on his soft bed was Devon who had his eyes closed and was thinking about what his next plan is going to be.

"Voice, do you have like some kind of appearance change thing." Devon inquired, considering that he had just got to this place, Devon preferred to act low-key for the moment.

So he needed something that would prevent having people's eyes fixed on him and his current appearance was a troublemaker.

" Appearance Change — 10 task points

Devon's forehead was soaked in sweat.

Seeing the price the voice offered him for changing his appearance, he could tell it was a sham, the voice was intentionally trying to piss him off.

"I will take it." Knowing better than to negotiate with the voice, Devon accepted the price and bought the item.

*Task points remaining- 30 points

Unknowingly he fell asleep in the process, there wasn't much he could do. It was already late at night anyway.

He woke up early, knowing the voice could change the timeframe of the task once it saw he was lazing around, and he wasn't ready to risk that this time around.

Going to the living room to have his breakfast and also informing his maid that he won't be around for some days. Devon left through the back door as usual.

"Okay voice, do your magic."

Some strange energy began to move around Devon's face it was like the energy was reconstructing his face shortly after that it began to spread fully covering his head.

To Devon the feeling was blissful. In less than 15 seconds, a new face and hair were created.

"That felt good by the way, voice can I have a mirror."

"What the heck did you do to me." Devon looked at himself and he felt like vomiting. What's with the pink hair, pink eyes and why is my nose this long.

"Voice, I want a refund or you better get me a new face."

"....."

"Contractor refund denied."

Appearance change- 30 task points

His forehead was creased with veins popping up and threatening to explode.

"Useless piece of shit, I'm so going to get you back for this just you wait!" Devon roared. 

Arriving at the outer compound gate, Devon brought out the emblem, pointed it at the gate, and it opened. The Black market truly deserves its status.

"How do I find this Josh Allen in a place like this." Devon could be seen walking around the outer compound as he searched for Josh.

Unlike the main compound, this place was crowded with a lot of people. To be honest it was five times bigger than the Main compound but when compared to the experts of the main compound it wasn't even worth mentioning.

.... And he bought a conical hat on his way here.

For someone who was living in the main compound, this place was like garbage even the celestial energy around here was way too dull. Except it was livelier.

Devon's motto was 'Don't work or think on an empty stomach' Actually he skipped breakfast this morning because he was in a hurry, so he looked for where to eat and a place to stay till he gets the task done.

Hours later, Devon was roaming around the outer compound he was also asking people around if they knew who Josh Allen was, but it seemed like this person didn't exist at all.

"Where the hell are you Josh!" Devon's voice sounded.

It was already evening, but there was still no clue. He knew the voice couldn't make that kind of mistake, there was someone called Josh here.

What are the odds, he decided to stroll around one of the alleys in the Outer compound?

"You piece of shit!" Devon could hear some voices coming from the inner part of the alley, he decided to go to that area to check out what was going because it was really loud.

Looking at what was going on from afar thanks to his good eyesight, a young man was on the ground with his body covered in bruises standing before him was another man who seemed to be in the same age group as the first one.

"Josh, please let me go I won't tell anyone

about that item please." The young man who was on the ground pleaded to the other person, however, all he got was a smirk as the other person was really determined to kill him.

"Uhm, no I'm sorry brother, but you have to die."

Josh brought a red sword out that was dyed in blood, strangely the sword had an eye right at its center. It seemed like it had a life of its own.

He slashed it right down at his brother's head cutting it straight off, but it didn't stop there the body was deteriorating at a fast rate.

"Holy shittt!!!" Devon couldn't help but scream out, that scene was disturbing.

The sword's eye looked in the direction of Devon. If it had a mouth it would have licked its lips. As the best meal in the world was right in front of it.