"How can I say that I am also a guest, sir, is it really okay to drive me away like this?"
The gas lamp in the antique shop illuminated the three inhumans. The insurer was not dismissed by Jenkins, but turned around and closed the door, rubbing his feet on the mat at the door.
"Are you a customer of the antique store?"
Jenkins asked back.
"Of course, I'm here to sell things."
Compared with the last time we met, the shabby clothes of the interesting underwriter had changed a lot. He is now wearing a black overcoat and shiny black boots.
The insurer had a red face. It seemed that since the mirror world returned to the material world, he should have encountered many satisfactory things.
"What are you selling?"
"This, the stone carvings carved by artisans in small villages in the middle of the Western Continent in the early 13th era. I spent a lot of money to buy them at that time."
"Western Continent?"
Jenkins muttered, and he also knew that in the ancient era, the material world could be called a continent, not just the current one.
The statue placed on the counter by the insurer has a unique shape. Although it is in very good condition, it seems that it is not a product of this era. History and time have given it a different atmosphere, which the bestowers can more sensitively perceive.
If it has not been held by the insurer all the time, but has really gone through five eras to the end of the 18th era without breaking, then this statue will definitely become a numbered item.
"You're going to sell it? How much?"
Jenkins asked casually.
"One penny."
The insurer smiled and said.
This statue is just an ordinary antique. Although it has a terrifyingly long history, it is indeed an ordinary thing. He took it out, just looking for a reason to stay here and talk to Jenkins reasonably.
"One penny."
Jenkins pushed him a small copper coin from the change jar in the counter drawer, then pulled the statue in front of him, glanced at it, and stooped to find a box in the corner to put it in.
After finishing all this, he resumed the conversation. In fact, Jenkins was also curious about why the insurance salesman came to him.
"I thought you had already left Nolan."
Jenkins' attitude has changed considerably.
"I had such a plan at first, but later I felt that this place is also good, so I wanted to stay here for a few weeks to see the human world in this era. My luck was quite good, and I made 3 strokes in just half a month. Business, this is indeed the time when I should appear!"
He got more and more excited as he talked, and Jenkins could fully feel the joy.
But he didn't serve the guest tea, and Jenkins thought it best to get him out of here as soon as possible.
"So you came here to thank me?"
"This is just one aspect, I have more important things."
"whats the matter?"
As Jenkins asked, he wondered in his heart whether it was because of the insurance of the pocket watch last time. He used the pocket watch insurance to ruthlessly trap the wish-fulfilling spirit body, but he didn't know whether the sin coin he bought the insurance could pay for the recovery of the pocket watch from the shattered state of the monster.
But he guessed wrong.
"Do you want to cooperate?"
The insurance salesman said so with a look of anticipation on his face.
"cooperate?"
"Yes, I heard that you are planning a church bank, and even the official bank of the human secular regime would like to hear your advice."
"Yes."
Jenkins said hesitantly, and then thought for a while: "You want to..."
"Yes, we can cooperate. If you can bring up as many things about the insurance industry as possible when advising those banks, then before the end of this century, all the benefits I get through insurance contracts can be paid. Give you ten percent."
He compared the numbers 9 and 1 to Jenkins, which meant ninety-one points in profit.
This is of course a very lucrative deal. Jenkins actually doesn't have to do anything, but he can get a share from the strange insurance company by deliberately guiding him when writing reports or giving speeches.
But Jenkins didn't want to engage in such cooperation. He never trusted these numbered people or things.
"You can think again, this is a lucrative business."
The insurance salesman read his thoughts from Jenkins' face and spoke quickly before he could speak. But Jenkins still shook his head:
"I remember that your insurance is charged for life, right? Oh, to be honest, I don't need life, so even if you give me ninety percent, it's useless to me."
"No, no, you got it wrong! My benefit is not longevity! It's just appearance! The real benefit is this!"
As he spoke, he put his hand into his pocket, then looked behind him to make sure there was no one outside the window, and then he put his clenched hand in front of Jenkins and stretched it out.
In the palm of the insurer lay a gray round coin, which was different from all the crime coins Jenkins had seen before. There seemed to be gray flowing gas in this coin, rather than a coin like [Seed of Blasphemy] [Doom] Ring]It looks like an ordinary condensed solid.
"What's this?"
"Sin coins—sin of eternity! I can convert lifespan into such sin coins. Although the conversion efficiency is extremely low and the process is quite complicated, I even have to... ahem... In short, the income of my business is sin coins, but Not the useless lifespan of mortals. How about you, would you consider cooperating? It's insignificant to you, but it's a transaction with almost no cost after all... Oh, you really can talk business, if you agree now, I can send your Profit sharing increased to 13%!"
"Eternal sin?"
Jenkins narrowed his eyes subconsciously. Among the serial numbers of the crime coins, [Eternal Sin] was second, and the second master was [Ancient Death], the master Jenkins was about to investigate.
In other words, this is the sin coin of the second master.
"The insurer can make sin coins... I should have thought of it a long time ago. Since I can get the method of making sin coins from a certain host in the paradox, there is no reason why these strange creatures who entered the material world from the paradox can't make sin." currency."
"Can you all make sin coins?"
"certainly."
The insurer readily admitted: "In fact, one of the purposes of our coming to the material world is to produce sin coins. If not, do you think we are here for tourism?"
This point is recognized, that is to say, all humanoid monsters, including flower girls and carriage drivers, can actually make crime coins, and the human flesh and soul they collect are actually only intermediate products. Compared with making crime coins, it is obviously more convenient to directly collect formed crime coins scattered in the material world, so whenever Jenkins proposes to use crime coins as a transaction currency, the numbered creatures will be extremely excited.