Oliver got up after hearing the explanations about the cleaning job.
Five days.
This time felt enough for Oliver to prepare for everything he needed.
When Oliver was about to leave the office, Forrest pulled a small communication device out of the drawer and gave it to him.
âWhat is this?â
âItâs a secret communication device that I bought through a dealer. You can use it to communicate directly with me.â
Oliver spoke while looking at the communication device that looked like a beetle.
âA communication device?â
âYeah, itâs something that I bought from a friend who has excellent performance among the solvers Iâve contracted withâŠ.. Originally, I was supposed to give it to you sooner, but there are also some procedures.â
âThatâs all right. Iâm glad to receive it now.â
âGood to hear that. Call me if anything happens.â
âYesâŠâŠ Can this be used in the contaminated area?â
âWell, no, thatâs going to be hard. I donât know the cause, but the contaminated area is sometimes subject to communication restrictions, so it wonât workâŠ. Regarding the job, the place thatâs going to be cleaned will be decided after two or three days. At that time, I will call you.â
âYes, I understand. Then, excuse me.â
âWait, just one more word.â
âYes? What.â
Forrest didnât answer right away, instead, he took a sip before opening his mouth.
ââŠmaybe, there will be a meeting with the Solvers before you start the cleaning. They will explain about the job before sending in Solvers.â
âUm, okayâŠ!?â
âSome Solvers will approach you. Some might even use my name.â
âMr. Forrestâs name?â
âYes, you have to make your own decision and donât trust anyone too easily. You get what Iâm trying to say, right?
Of course, he remembered because this was something Kent also mentioned before.
âIn addition to zombies and pollutants in the contaminated area, I should also be careful against mercenaries and solvers.â
âYes. Iâll call you once everything is decided.â
Soon after, Oliver left the Forrest restaurant and headed straight to the gray market.
There were still five days left before going to the contaminated area, but Oliver decided to prepare sooner than later.
Oliver decided to visit the gray market introduced by Forrest and the underground gray market introduced by Murphy to buy the necessary items.
The necessary items were emotions, Life-force, and black magic tools such as glutton bags.
In Forrestâs words, the contaminated area was not just a place for corrupted creatures to run rampant, it was also a lawless zone where wanted Looters and warlocks took shelter.
Oliver was planning to visit such a contaminated area, so he wanted to purchase some useful stuff.
If there was a warlock family, there was a good chance that there would be books on black magic or books about demons.
That was why Oliver readily accepted the cleaning job.
âDo you have a bigger glutton bag?â
âHuh? Bigger one?â
âYes.â
Oliver asked the warlock who was selling items on one side of the gray market.
He looked old, to the point where it seemed difficult for him to even walk.
âThis is big enough. How much bigger do you need?!â
The old man said in an angry tone, but what he said wasnât wrong.
Gangsters, pickpockets, and thieves are the main customers who come looking for black magic items in these places.
For them, a wallet-sized glutton bag should be more than enough.
At best, theyâll just put in stolen goods like watches, rings, and bills.
However, What Oliver wanted was more than that.
He needed a glutton bag that can store Books, surgical tools, work tools, etc. easilyâŠâŠ.
So, he was in need of a large glutton bag.
Oliver explained his situation and asked the old man if he had anything else, but the old man told him to go away as if he had nothing to sell.
Oliver then went looking for a glutton bag in other shops in hope of finding one, but everyone shook their heads just like the old man.
It felt more like the people hereâŠ.werenât much enthusiastic about a bigger glutton bag.
It might be a misunderstanding because Oliver had only been there once or twice.
When Oliver was thinking like that, a man suddenly interrupted him.
âHey, bro!â
Oliver turned his head in the direction of the sound.
The sound came from the corner, the worst area to set up a stall.
A chubby man came out of the stall and looked at Oliver cautiously. When his eyes met with Oliverâs, he said excitedly.
âYeah, you!âŠthis way!â
Oliver walked over to the man, not because he called him but because he was curious about him.
The chubby man was smiling happily with his plump cheek on the outside, but his insides were trembling violently.
Even at this very moment, he was constantly questioning himself, but nevertheless, he desperately mustered up his courage and smiled while pertaining to be calm.
âIâŠhave been watching you, m..man, it seems like⊠you are looâŠlooking for a big glutton bag, right? HuhâŠis it right?â
The manâs voice was shaking, and his face was sweating profusely.
Oliver didnât pay attention to such things, and just explained what he wanted as before.
After listening for a while, the chubby man took out his notebook.
âPlease explain again, bro. What specifically do you want, huh?â
âI want a bag that can hold books and work tools. It would be nice if it could hold a lot, and it would be nice if it could be folded for easy carrying.â
The chubby man wrote down Oliverâs requirements one by one, like a professional, in fine handwriting.
âWhat is the specific size?â
âSizeâŠHow about the size of a person?â
Oliver said thoughtlessly, but the chubby man looked up at him in amazement.
ââŠare you serious?â
âI think it can hold a lot if it is about the size of a person⊠Why? Is there any problem?â
âNo, I think youâre missing something.â
âPardon?â
âDid you think of the Glutton bag as somethingâŠthaâŠthat can be used to carry around whatever you want like a magic bag?â
The chubby man gave up on the man-made attitude and spoke in a more natural manner.
ââŠis it not?â
âOf course not! Thatâs why amateurs are⊠Bro, itâs not dangerous if the glutton bag is the size of a wallet. The glutton bagâs danger level increases as its size increases.â
âUmâŠâ
Oliver was interested. He wanted to hear more, as none of the books he read had dealt with such a subject.
âWhy?â
âThe glutton bag is close to an artificial organism with an ego. Thatâs why it moves on its own⊠When itâs small, the size of a wallet, itâs weak, so itâll follow whatever orders you give, but when itâs as big as a human, it wonât listen to what you say, got it?â
Oliver recalled what had happened in the past, the time he met Forrest and became a Solver, his first stay at the inn.
At the time, when he ordered the glutton bag to vomit money, it resisted.
He didnât think it was something special, but it turned out to be something more interesting than he thought.
ââŠyou know quite well. Thatâs great.â
Oliver said sincerely.
âOf course, bro! I live on this, and this is basic.â
The chubby man said as if it was nothing, but it didnât seem like he hated it.
The artificial attitude he had created earlier disappeared without a hitch.
âThen, letâs talk again. Iâll try my best to match your requirements. You know what, bro, I have a knack for making magic tools⊠Iâm not lying, bro! I have been making this since I was a kid. What size do you want, bro?â
âThe size of an adult.â
Oliver spoke in a more confident voice than before.
âAre you serious, bro?â
âYes, canât you?
âOf course, I can, broâŠbut itâs really dangerous. There are quite a few cases where rebellious glutton bags that had eaten its Master.â
Remembering the greedy figure of the glutton bag swallowing banknotes, the story seemed plausible.
Glutton bag.
Oliver thought it was just human skin and teeth processed with emotions, but maybe it was something more interesting than that.
âYes, it doesnât matter.â
The chubby man sighed at Oliverâs unwavering attitude. Now he seemed to have given up trying to convince him.
âOkayâŠ.but it takes a lot of time and money to make something like this. How much money do you have?â
âHow much do you need?â
âLetâs see⊠Including the cost of materials, labor, and risk allowance⊠you have to pay 3,000, no, at least 40 million. Donât even think about cutting it, bro.â
The chubby man was very adamant at that moment, showing a glimpse of his pride in his abilities.
40 million⊠It was an amount that Oliver could earn only after doing 3 to 4 jobs as a Solver. But he decided it was well worth the money, given that it was a necessary item and could satisfy his curiosity.
Having made his decision, Oliver took out a glutton bag from his arms, then forcibly put his hand into its mouth and pulled out 10 Million.
While taking it out, the glutton bag shed tears with a strange sound.
CUCKUKOOOO
âHow about I give an advance payment now, and give the rest after the product is finished?â
âReally?! Oh, no. Iâm fine, bro.â
âBy the way, when can I receive the product?â
âIf you include the time to get the ingredients and make itâŠ.. a week?â
Oliver needed it in 5 days, so for him, it had to be done in 3 or 4 days?
âNo, bro. I have another livelihood, I canât.â
âHow about if I give you an additional 10 million?â
As soon as he heard Oliverâs words, the chubby man jumped up from his seat and suddenly began to close his stall.
Looking at it, Oliver asked.
âWhat are you doing?â
âIsnât it a given, bro? If you say you need something quickly. Then I should make it quickly!â
Time passed.
The chubby man kept his promise. When Oliver went on the third day, he received Oliver with dark circles all around his eyes.
He made a human-sized glutton bag according to Oliverâs order and gave him a foldable leather case and belt for storage purposes.
It was a big expense, but it was worth it.
It was the money he had saved for these kinds of things in the first place.
Before leaving, the chubby man warned Oliver.
âItâs a tough one, bro. As its size is that of a human being, it has as much strength as a human being, and itâs a lot more ferocious than a human being. If it attacks you, donât come and complain later, bro. I warned you.â
Oliver nodded and thanked the chubby man.
In fact, when he touched the glutton bag in the leather case that was folded over and over again, he felt quite a bit of rebellion and viciousness.
It didnât seem like something that could be used easily.
The chubby warlock spoke again.
âBe careful, bro. I donât want to hear that my first customer got eaten by the stuff I made and died.â
Oliver nodded again and said it was fine.
After coming out of the gray marker, Oliver went straight to the place that Forrest told him in the communication device.
âIs this right?â
Oliver said while standing in front of an entrance near the contaminated area.
District F had many large and strangely shaped buildings like a hub where various research facilities were gathered, but such places disappeared as they got closer to the contaminated area.
Around the 500-meter radius of the contaminated area, it was being guarded by the City Security Guards, and unlike the shiny District F, it looked very dark due to the soldiers armed with firearms.
âAre you from the Brokersâ union?â
From the entrance, someone appeared and talked to Oliver.
Looking at his outfit, he was a soldier, and Oliver nodded while holding out the business card he had received from Forrest.
As soon as he checked the business card, the soldier opened a small door and took Oliver somewhere as if dragging him.
âWhere are we going?â
âThe place where the solvers gather. Please follow me quietly.â
After passing several cement obstacles, watch towers, iron fences, and barbed wire fences, they arrived in front of a building.
It was a bunker-like building that seemed to have focused on defense instead of aesthetics, and Oliver could see a lot of emotions gathered on the inside.
It was filled with solvers.
âGo inside.â
The soldier said to Oliver, and Oliver did as the soldier told him to.