Today is a good day.

After finishing his heavy work, the astrologer who was registered under the name of Kanjo Bugyo looked at himself in the mirror. He rubbed the faint black marks at the corners of his eyes with his fingertips, hummed an exciting tune, and took out white powder to apply on his face.

Because today is a good day, I should dress more formally.

We cannot slack off or be perfunctory. We must overcome our current tiredness. This is a necessary condition for welcoming our partners.

The astrologer couldn't help but feel excited when he thought about how he accidentally learned that he had completed a lot of work under the name of Kande Bugyo and finally saved up enough contributions today to exchange for high-precision astrological equipment.

With the help of that equipment, my research, which has been stuck in a bottleneck, will definitely be able to go further, and it can also make up for the regret of not purchasing it.

The astrologer touched the back of his head and sighed.

It was not his fault that he did not purchase it at that time. He was just too innocent and stupid at that time. He underestimated the attraction of the equipment to his peers, and even more so, he underestimated the degree of cruelty of his peers.

Some people not only charge a high price for Mora when fortune-telling, but also have great power to knock out their peers.

Only the ten most powerful people can stand out and be qualified to purchase.

"But those guys can only be proud for a while. One of them must have encountered some misfortune afterwards, otherwise how could the equipment end up in the warehouse of the Kanjo Bugyo? Fortunately, there are not many colleagues here."

Admiring the lockdown order that delayed his colleagues' discovery for a long time, the astrologer quickly hid his fatigue on his face and straightened his collar. Before leaving, he sat in front of the crystal ball to observe the stars.

As always, the crystal ball says today is a good day…

"What the hell! Why would a colleague suddenly come to this place and snatch my equipment?"

The astrologer didn't understand why a colleague would risk breaking through the thunderstorm to come here, let alone why she was able to find the equipment in the warehouse. The vague fate did not give too many hints, but only told him the consequences of a step at night.

The astrologer slammed the table in anger, and without even putting on his shoes, he kicked open the door and ran out in his slippers. When he passed by a rice cake stall, he snatched the wooden hammer from the master.

According to the result of divination, the guy who was trying to steal the equipment from him was quite capable, and his skills were slightly higher than his. Otherwise, how could he not get any specific information, but only a vague gender?

Astrology is useless against such guys. We can only learn their methods and be as unethical as them.

After all, they had agreed to determine the winner based on astrology, and they thought it would be a fair contest. But who would have thought that the competition they were talking about was actually using divination to predict the positions of their peers, and then going forward to knock them out until only ten were left.

It was a pity, but also a test.

The astrologer learned tenfold the strength of those people at that time.

"I will defeat any guy who tries to steal my equipment!"

The astrologer had indeed learned the strength of those people perfectly, and even his technique of hitting people was almost the same.

Unfortunately, he did not learn the cruelty of those people. After seeing that his colleague who was snatching equipment from him was a small-time loser, he couldn't help but soften his heart.

"Get away from me, you little piece of shit! This equipment is mine!"

Throwing the wooden hammer aside, he tried to gently persuade the girl to give up the equipment: "You are still young, you still have plenty of time and talent to improve your astrological skills, don't fight with me, a middle-aged uncle, for the equipment!"

"I'm not fighting for this equipment with you because of astrology. It's the work of an alchemist. I need it to compete with the guy next to me to see who can replicate it one-to-one."

Standing in front of the middle-aged astrologer, Mona was like Kavi foolishly guarding the bottle of wine after getting drunk, like an inviolable lion, and said sternly:

"You, a middle-aged uncle, shouldn't compete with me for this. You have lived many more years than me and have accumulated enough experience. You don't need this astrological equipment at all!"

"Little waste, don't force your uncle to do anything forceful! I'm telling you, your uncle has accumulated enough contributions today. You don't have the ability to stop your uncle from taking this equipment from here. First, you have no contributions, and second,..."

Looking Mona up and down, the middle-aged astrologer wiped away the tears of empathy and sneered viciously: "I can see that you and I are the same kind of people. I know your bottom line very well! You are penniless now!"

"You must have been unable to resist the new astrological equipment that came out not long ago, right? Don't try to refute me, because I couldn't resist either. However, I not only get a salary working here, but I can also accumulate contributions, so I'm different from you!"

The middle-aged astrologer is also a cash-strapped man.

Having her bottom line exposed, Mona gritted her teeth and stretched her hand to the side: “Just because I don’t have Mora doesn’t mean he doesn’t have one.”

"Selling myself...contract." The servant god Yingzhai took out a contract and a pen and slapped it on. At the same time, a golden Mora appeared in his hand. He turned it flexibly with his fingertips. The flashing golden light made the astrologer's pupils shrink.

With a dry throat, he asked, "Is the energy contained in your Mora a little too much?"

Mora is not an ordinary currency. It has other uses besides trading. Astrologers also use it on a daily basis. Some equipment, like the alchemy table, requires energy to drive it. Mora is the safest, easiest to collect, and most useful energy source.

The value of this Mora remains unchanged, but it can replace a hundred Moras in terms of energy usage.

"Damn it, how come you, who are both astrologers devoted to studying fate and the stars, are able to find... No! Even if you take out Mora, it will be useless. For the sake of credit, Kandei Fukyo will never let you buy this equipment."

Tong Qianli nodded and agreed, saying, "That's true. Even if you and I know each other, it won't work. We can't lose our credibility as the governor~"

"Who said I want to buy from you? This astrologer named Middle-aged Uncle, I wonder if you are willing to trade your contribution? I will offer 10,000 such Moras."

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

The astrologer was very excited: "Although the Mora in your hand can be used as energy for a long time, its value is far from enough for me to give it up..."

The God of Samurai Yingzhai confidently held up two fingers and said with a calm smile, "Add two more high-end equipment of the same model."

"The boss is generous! The boss is magnanimous!"

The impassioned emotion was suppressed in an instant. The astrologer took two steps forward and tightly grasped the hand of the attendant Yingzhai, with tears in his eyes: "As expected of the famous fox fairy palace chief, you are so kind and generous. I wonder if the boss still needs employees?"

The indenture in her hand trembled slightly, and Mona's eyes widened.

"Didn't you say you didn't get it?"

"But the two people I hired bought it. At that time, I was busy participating in the Astrologer Battle Royale and I forgot the time while typing. Fortunately, I had foresight." The God of Attendance Yingzhai said as a matter of course:

"But then again, I didn't expect your master, Mona, to also participate in that battle royale. No wonder one of the contestants was so difficult to deal with. He was able to ambush me repeatedly and almost beat me every time."

In fact, it was he who instigated the battle royale. Because there had been several precedents, everyone else wanted to strike first, and the fight eventually turned into a bank-wide war.

"Ho-"

Mona laughed dryly, and her eyes were as sharp as a knife, as if she wanted to stab the fox in front of her three or six times.

The attendant god Yingzhai patted her head comfortingly and said, "Okay, continue to select the ten thousand year old ginseng and thousand year old Ganoderma lucidum. The courier I hired will be here soon. I can trouble them to deliver the items to the castle tower first."

"…I'm sure you're harboring bad intentions."

Still holding the freshly-made indenture in her hand, Mona lowered her head and squinted at it for a while, then snorted and laughed, "I want to stop your evil deeds. There is nothing in this contract that I cannot stop."

hateful…

I should have remained calm when facing the middle-aged uncle astrologer, otherwise how could I have signed this indenture?

Working for twenty years?

How many twenty years can humans have?

Even if I were a young girl, I couldn't afford such extravagance!

"Of course, I believe that anything is allowed unless prohibited by law. You can do whatever you want. But it's not certain whether they will listen to you or not. Not everyone is smart."

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