[Congratulations! You've completed the purchase.]
Vincent got a notification that told him that a thousand contribution points had gotten subtracted from his account and that the item he had purchased was safe in the virtual storage. If he wanted to gain access to it, then he would've to use the online delivery service and get it teleported to the depository. Vincent did just that, but as this service wasn't free and came with a cost, he had to pay another 500 contribution points.
Evil Hand: If you want to buy the coordination of any ingredients, then private message me their names and the price you're willing to fork out. Don't go to others. Believe me, most of them are space pirates in disguise, waiting to fool a rich man like you towards the urn.
Vincent: I will contact you if I need your help.
Evil Hand: See you later!
Vincent closed the unique communication device that allows instant access to the virtual network. Then, he took off towards the depositary, and after getting the thing he had purchased from there, he went to an empty lobby, opened it, and saw four pages. Vincent's eyes roamed across them, and he found out that the flower of death was available on planet Lorena, planet Cold, and so on.
Vincent couldn't go to those planets as he didn't have access to a teleporter.
It took him some minutes to come across a piece of information that put a smile on his face. It was available in the wilderness of planet Xavier, too!
But which one?
To know that, he needed to fork out ten thousand contribution points.
"I don't have a choice."
Vincent needed the flower of death urgently as only then would he be able to increase his strength at a rapid phase. The exploration of a hellish domain was upon him, and he needed absolute power. Otherwise, he would not be the one dominating the soldiers of the race he hated the most. Instead, the creatures of hell will be the ones wiping the floor clean with him!
Vincent immediately used his communication device to access the virtual network and contacted Evil Hand.
Vincent: I want to buy the coordinates of the flowers of death present in Xavier.
Evil Hand: So fast?
Vincent: Seeling or not?
Evil Hand: Okay, okay, dude, I am selling, but…
Vincent: But what?
Evil Hand: What are you going to pay?"
Vincent: 2k contribution points? Reasonable price, I believe.
Vincent wasn't buying the location of all the places where a person could find the flowers of death on different planets. Instead, he needed to know where it was on Xavier only. So, 2 thousand contribution points was a high price.
Evil Hand: Deal.
Vincent: Let's proceed.
Evil Hand: Initiate the deal.
Vincent: Initiate the deal.
Just like last time, a package arrived in the depository. As it was in Vincent's name, only he could get it. He picked it up, opened it, and saw a thick file full of information. After going through it, he found out that he could find the flower of death in the spider kingdom. He was familiar with that place. He was wanted by the spider kingdom, ah!
Vincent rubbed his temple. He thought that it would be troublesome if he went back there, but did he have a choice? Vincent thought for a moment, spat out a big fat no, and decided to just go for it. He needed to prepare himself, so he hurriedly walked back to his room.
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Beep, beep!
On his way, his communication device started beeping. He opened it up and saw that the broker had sent him a private message.
After returning to his room in the boy's dormitory, Vincent checked it out.
Evil Hand: As you already know, the spider kingdom is in cooperation with the federation. We don't eradicate them, and they don't come out of their homes to attack our bases. That's the rule. I'm not too fond of it. The spider kingdom is a den of vicious beasts who attacks us, humans, on sight. Why should we keep them alive? But thanks to a few assholes who love eco-terrorists and a bunch of retarded environment lovers, we haven't eradicated our enemies. You might be thinking I am crazy, right? Well, know this, three years ago, some people went missing in the spider kingdom. The officials weren't willing to investigate as they were sure that those people must have gotten devoured by beasts, just like others who never returned from there. So, the member of the family hired me to search for them. As they paid me well, my investigation was extensive. I came across something nefarious there. The spider kingdom has long betrayed the federation and joined hands with evil. I still don't have enough proof, but I am gathering it. Anyway, if you're going there for the flower of death, be careful. There's no saying what would happen if you come across the wanderers. If you don't know, they are ex-soldiers and runaways who have joined extremists organization. They prey on adventures and like to make their cash. And recently, they have set their den in the spider kingdom.
Vincent was a bit surprised. Why was an information broker telling such important pieces of information to him for free? Did he know him, or was this guy a too-good-to-be-true good person?
Vincent typed back.
Vincent: Are you telling me this for free?
Evil Hand: Fuck! My consciousness got the best of me!!
Vincent: Lol!
Evil Hand: Hold Up! How about you pay me? 10k would be good.
Vincent: Do you know about the two things that lose their value once spilled?
Evil Hand: Huh? What are you talking about?
Vincent: They are words and milk.
Information was valuable as long as the other party didn't know about it. As Vincent now knew about the danger hidden in the spider kingdom, there was no value of the same information in his eyes. Since there was no value, why would he pay 10 thousand contribution points to Evil Hand?
Evil Hand: You're a god!!
Vincent: If I were you, I would've thought the same thing.
Evil Hand: Fuck! I misspelled! YOU'RE A DOG!
Vincent: Woof! Happy cooperation.
After saying those words, Vincent pulled out and shut down his communication device. A big message popped up in a dark room where a young boy with a pretty face was sitting in front of a computer, a technology not many owned nowadays.
[Party A Vincent has disconnected from the chat!]
Bam! Bam!
The boy slapped his hand on the computer table to release the frustration in his heart.
"My 10k! Goddamn! Being a good person in this world sure is non-profitable!"
"Sam! Come down and have dinner!"
A shout came from downstairs. Sam's face turned pale. He knew if he didn't reply soon, then his mother would storm into his room. If she saw the mess in his room, he might get kicked out of the house in his underwear, no less!
"Mom, I'm coming," Sam shouted, dressed up, and went down to the dinner table.