Dear inflation

I started walking the streets more confidently, enjoying the cotton feel of the black suit set I had bought at a surprisingly cheap price. Meanwhile, it was slowly getting dark. I wasn't sure what kind of hotel I could stay in with the money in my pocket, so I went straight to the first hotel I came across.

The moment I stepped through the door of the hotel, a message appeared in front of me that completely changed my thoughts about finding a hotel.

[ You have a new main mission series ]

[ Meet Howard Stark ]

[ mission location : 720 meters ]

[ Mission time : 8 hours ]

[ Mission info : You may need to find a few strong legs to stand on in this world. That's why it's highly recommended that you do this mission series. The first mission requires you to go to the hotel where Howard Stark is spending the night and take room 98, which is right next to his room. ]

[ Mission reward : physical strength upgrade potion (regular) ]

[ Mission series completion reward : mystic level special ability draw ticket ]

Hmm, meeting Howard Stark forces me to think about a danger I haven't had to think about since I came into this world.

Bald and dangerous...

I haven't had to think about the ancient one until now, since I haven't caused any noticeable changes to the timeline of the world. The ancient one probably doesn't care about me even if she notices me, as long as I don't make a serious change in the timeline.

The reason I think she won't care about me even if she notices me is because I'm generally a good person. As for my future after the Ancient One sees me, she'll probably think that I'm a hero with superpowers to help protect the world or something. Haha I mean, everyone knows how good I am.

Of course, the fact that she hasn't come to me until now proves it too.

While I was thinking about this, I was walking towards the hotel mentioned in the system mission and suddenly another possibility came to my mind. Maybe because I am the host of the system, the system is making me and my future invisible.

Wow, the more I keep thinking about it, the things get more complicated. I think I need to relax a bit more, the ancient one is a human and one of the most important people on the good side. She probably wouldn't kill without a second thought an innocent traveler like me, so I'll take this opportunity to join their cult. Was it a guild? Or... anyway.

As it started to get dark, the streets began to empty at an unexpectedly fast pace. It seems that the presence of street lamps was not enough to instill in people the concept of nightlife.

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I come to a street where the houses and shops are increasing in size and the roads are widening at the same time, and in the center of the street, I see a huge building with a lighted sign.

After a careful check, I realized that the map in the corner of my field of vision was pointing me to this big building. And that's when I remembered the biggest problem I had; I took out a hundred dollar bill from my pocket, took a deep breath, and headed towards the hotel.

Compared to the streets of the city, the area in front of the hotel was quite lively. As I wondered what the reason for the activity was, I slowly merged into the crowd and managed to push my way ahead of everyone else. As soon as one of the hotel's staff noticed my presence, he came up to me and asked my name.

"I need a place to spend the night. If I'm not mistaken, this should be a hotel, not a nightclub."

"I'm sorry sir, I'm just trying to confirm that you're not a journalist."

"Can you see a microphone on me?"

"Sir, I'm sorry, please, but I need to search you before I let you in."

The cheap clothes I was wearing must not show that they were cheap, because the man in front of me was talking to me in a very respectful tone and trying to be solution-oriented. Finding out that the crowd behind me was a group of journalists made me realize why they were there.

"After you search me, if I don't need to look for another place to spend the night, of course you can search me."

"Thank you, sir."

Then the hotel employee, dressed in black butler clothes, began to search me carefully. Although I was a bit annoyed by the search process, which was more detailed than I expected, I did not let it bother me and let the hotel employees check my pockets one by one.

When the hotel employee realized that there was nothing in my pocket except the money in my pocket, he took a step back, apologized again, bowed to me, and told me that I could enter.

When I entered the lobby of the hotel, I was greeted by a scene that made the presence of the crowd of journalists outside the door all the more logical: a gathering of people, some dressed in high-ranking military uniforms, others in expensive suits, drinking wine and chatting in small groups.

I ignored the activity in the lobby and went straight to the women standing opposite the entrance and asked for the prices of the hotel rooms.

"Sir, the single rooms are 500 dollars a night, the double rooms are 250 dollars a night, the private rooms have a double bed and cost 200 dollars a night."

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"The best room is only five houndred dollars, huh?"

"Sir, if you're asking about tonight, unfortunately, our best rooms are fully booked. We only have two single rooms and one double room left."

Really five houndred dollars. five houndred dollars for the best room in a hotel where the city's bigwigs like to get together... fuck haha right.

"Isn't it incredible that I've forgotten about inflation until now, beauty? hahaha"

"I'm sorry, sir, but I don't think I know what that word means."