Samuel got out of bed and felt sore. He couldn't remember how he fell asleep last night. Jabbar spends the whole night pouring tons of chicken soup on him, hoping that Samuel will change his ways and become an ambitious Void creature. It's hard to say how much of an effect the chicken soup had, but at least it gave Samuel an endless sense of sleepiness that made him fall asleep before he knew it.

Although he didn't find his adoptive father, he knew a lot of information about the void creatures from Jabbar's mouth, and he also knew that the awakening itself would not bring him any danger or trouble, so this matter would be over, and the big stone that had been pressing in his heart for a month finally landed, and Samuel returned to his leisurely retirement life.

He didn't care much about the laborers who were stranded in the Traveler's camp and the company's vast array of assets that needed to be packaged up for sale, and Toft would take care of everything for him anyway.

But there was one thing he had to deal with himself, and he had to deal with it right away—to fix the blown down wall next to his door. Yesterday, he only used a spell enchantment to temporarily seal the entrance to the cave, but the spell enchantment is not sustainable after all, and he still has to find a plasterer to fix the wall.

Samuel poked Abdul-Jabbar in the stomach and motioned for him to get up, but the latter rolled over and gestured his refusal. In desperation, he could only put Jabbar in his pocket and take it away, and the latter did not resist, and slept wherever he slept anyway.

It was already noon when Samuel came to the street, and the sun was so hot that Samuel couldn't open his eyes, he squinted at the crowd and suddenly realized a question: Where do I find a plasterer?

There used to be a plasterer living next to this small building, and neighbors went to him for help and could even get a 20% discount. But the plasterer's house was demolished a few years ago, and now it has been turned into a casino, and the plasterer can still be found.

Fortunately, he quickly thought of a place where he could definitely find someone to help him fix the wall. He immediately set off in the direction of the airport area, and finally arrived at his destination after taking the wrong road several times in a row. In front of Samuel is a two-story bistro with a "Broken Anchor" sign on the wall, and a broken anchor next to the sign. Samuel pushed open the door to the restaurant, and the noise immediately came to his face. It was lunchtime, and the dining room was almost full, and people were gathered together in twos and threes, and in the noisy environment, Samuel couldn't hear what people were saying, and could only distinguish the soft sound of wine glasses clashing in the noise.

On the wall behind the bar hangs a large chalkboard with a large red banner nailed to the top of the blackboard, which reads "Mutual Aid of Unemployed Captains" in large letters, indicating that the restaurant is the headquarters of a very famous society in Nulenta.

Before the recession, the global shipping industry was very prosperous, and the orders of major shipyards were lined up for several years, but they still could not meet the needs of shipping companies, and the gap in global capacity widened year after year. It wasn't until a few years ago that the recession suddenly struck, global trade shrank dramatically, and shipping companies soon discovered that a large number of ships under their names had no cargo to transport. In less than a year, the global capacity shortage has turned into excess capacity, and the global vessel vacancy rate has increased rapidly.

Shipping companies without business had to sell or dismantle their ships in large quantities in order to control costs, and as a large number of ships stopped sailing, the once-glamorous captains of floating ships immediately faced the dilemma of losing their jobs. The captains soon got together to keep warm, and the Unemployed Captains' Mutual Aid Association was born.

After all, these down-and-out captains were once the gold-collar class, earning even more in a year than the average worker in a lifetime. Even if they are unfortunate enough to lose their jobs, they are reluctant to take up basic jobs that pay little money. When these people get together because they are unemployed, they spend their days not only asking where they are still hiring captains, but also discussing how to invest, start a business, and break the class ceiling to become a real mega-rich class.

As the days passed, perhaps because their savings were depleted, perhaps because of failed investments, and because they were cheated out of money by too many unscrupulous entrepreneurs like Samuel, these former captains seemed to finally put down their bodies and began to look for any job they could do to support their families.

The blackboard below the banner reads in white chalk: "Undertake bodyguards, tutors, accountants, auditors, drafting, clerical commissions......"

Probably because he felt that the layout of the blackboard was not enough, a large poster was posted next to the blackboard, which read: "Now we also accept plumbing dredging, housekeeping and house repair business." ”

Samuel was going to go over to see what was included in the house repair business, and the owner of the restaurant finally found Samuel as a customer.

"Welcome to the light...... Samuel?!"

After the restaurant owner's exclamation, the noisy restaurant instantly fell silent, and everyone turned their heads around with a brush. After discovering that the visitor was indeed Samuel, the whole room immediately became lively again.

"I heard that you made a lot of money writing "romance novels"?"

"And then made a fortune smuggling sex toys?"

"Finally opened a startup and successfully cashed out?"

...............

Samuel was shocked, and the most terrifying thing about these words was that they were all true. But how do they know?!

Seeing more and more of his secrets being moved into the sun by the former captains, Samuel coughed twice vigorously and motioned for everyone to be quiet—but no one paid any attention to him.

He then banged on the table angrily and shouted, "I want to find a plasterer to fix the wall of my house, 50 gold dollars!"

As soon as the word "Jin Yuan" landed, the entire tavern fell silent again. One vote of the members of the "Unemployed Captains' Mutual Aid Association" was stunned at first, and then immediately jumped up.

"I can help you fix the wall!"

"Ignore him, I'll only need 48 gold dollars!"

"I only need 46!"

......

Seeing that the wall repair business was about to fall into the hands of others, someone immediately found another way: "I can help you clean the house!" 20 gold yuan!"

This line of thinking was immediately grasped by others:

"I can help you get the toilet out of the toilet for only 15 gold dollars!"

"Do you need a chef? It's only 20 gold a day!"

"I can help you with the kids!"

..................

Seeing that the scene was out of control, the restaurateur Cliff clapped his hands and signaled everyone to be quiet. As the owners of the restaurant, the captains were still very face-saving before the vote, and immediately stopped talking.

Samuel was greatly moved: "It's still Cliff, you're reliable!"

Cliff smiled slightly, indicating that of course he was very reliable. Then he took out a beautiful card from his jacket pocket and asked, "Do you want to become a member?"

Then he pointed to the price list on the blackboard for a series of services such as house repair, housekeeping, etc., and continued:

"As long as 500 gold yuan, you can enjoy a 20% discount on the whole site!"

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In the end, Samuel spent a lot of money, and after becoming a member, he ordered the "house repair" + "housekeeping" + "gardener" service. The former captains who got the money immediately changed their previous attitude, became respectful to the gold owner Samuel, and said that they would go home immediately to get the relevant tools and go to work quickly.

Samuel, who was waiting for them to return from the restaurant, was taken to a small room on the second floor by the restaurateur, Cliff. After closing the door and double-checking it, Cliff asked:

"You haven't been back to Nuremé Tower for three years, why did you suddenly think to come back?"

"Something happened to Kalenta and she came to Nulenta to take refuge. Samuel shrugged, not mentioning anything about the Fountain of Youth's hype and the creatures of the Void.

Cliff immediately misunderstood, "Does it have something to do with the Carlin Civil War?"

In fact, Samuel only smelled of civil war after he set off, but he didn't intend to reveal the truth, and he was happy to see that Cliff was clever, so he nodded that it was.

Cliff sighed: "If it's to avoid the limelight, Nurenta is really not a good choice, you know the Tekes Group and the Luanweihua Group, right?"

Samuel's eyelids jumped, the defense commander of Nulenta only mentioned these two groups to him yesterday, because this matter involved Shadowsteel Town, and Lucas had already given a silent order to the news of Shadowsteel Town, hoping to block the news before the solution came out, so Samuel did not mention the matter in front of Cliff, just nodded quietly.

"The two groups are aggressively buying Greg's defense contractors. ”

The so-called defense contractors are actually a group of enterprises that are mainly engaged in mercenary business, and it is very common in a country like Gureg where the wilderness is full of dark creatures, and caravans that cannot afford to build their own private armies generally choose to seek armed leases from defense contractors.

Cliff went on to say:

But many of Guleg's defense contractors don't want to be annexed, let alone drawn into Carlin's civil war. It's a pity that they are a plate of loose sand, albeit slowly, but still being slowly eaten away by the Tekes Group and the Luanweihua Group. But now that you're back, things are different."

"What's my business?" Samuel said, blankly.

Cliff stared at Samuel and said with a little schadenfreude:

"The biggest defense contractors in Greg right now are Black Sheep Defense, Froststained Shield, Ash Spear, Shattered Blade, ......"

Samuel couldn't help but roll his eyes, these groups were the privateer groups he intended to support back then, used to attack Falais's transoceanic supply lines, as Falaise's supply system in the Guleg war zone was destroyed, Samuel also stopped funding these privateer groups, at that time these groups were still very weak, who knew that a few years later, they actually grew into the largest defense contractors in Gureig.

Samuel was tempted to say that he had no connection with the syndicates now, but he didn't even believe it. When these groups encounter difficulties, will they really not come to themselves? Will the Teks Group and the Luanweihua Group really believe that their former Emperor of the Earth has nothing to do with these groups?

Samuel couldn't help but feel a headache, thinking that when the company's assets were completely sold, it would be better for him to move on to another place to continue his retirement.

After thinking about it, Samuel asked Cliff in turn, "What are you going to do since Nurenta is not at peace?"

Unlike Samuel, who took advantage of policy loopholes to obtain Carlin citizenship, Cliff was born into a baronial family in Carlin, and is a true Carlin. Out of interest, he signed up for the army and became an air cavalryman. In the years that followed, he became one of the most famous aces of the air cavalry. Unfortunately, due to his romantic nature, he finally left the army because of his style of life, so he came to Nulenta to run this small restaurant. However, he still needs to return to Carlin to inherit his parents' business, and he hears that his father has brokered a marriage contract for him, and the other party is the daughter of a viscount.

Unexpectedly, Cliff's rare old face turned red, and he shook his head: "I have already canceled the marriage contract." ”

"Cancelled? Why?" Samuel reacted after a moment, "Don't tell me you're in love with some country girl who came to work in Nurenta."

Cliff nodded, "Not a country girl, she's a student at the University of Nurenta." ”

Samuel glanced at this guy and thought to himself that this guy was really amorous, and he didn't marry the daughter of the viscount with a huge family business, and came to Nulenta to play with female college students. It was really not wrongful to be kicked out of the army back then.

Seeing Samuel's face, Cliff hurriedly explained, "I'm serious this time, and when she returns from Frostleaf Castle after the Winter Festival, I'm ready to propose to her." ”

In fact, Samuel knew that Cliff had been "serious" more than a dozen times in his life, and had successfully "serious" himself from the captain of the ace air cavalry wing to the owner of a small restaurant.

However, seeing Cliff's current appearance, Samuel couldn't say anything, and it happened that the plasterer and others he was looking for had already returned with tools, so he politely blessed Cliff, and then took his plasterer and others to the house.