Chapter 143 Hugo Seavey’s Stand-in Business
Hearing the shout, Pet turned his head and looked in the direction of the sound.
A short green-skinned goblin was standing on a small table that was half a person tall. He was wearing a starched gray cloth with a bit of whitening. He had an iron ring around his neck and a row of keys tied to it. He smiled flatteringly at him. They waved.
Seeing that Pet noticed him, he jumped down and trotted all the way to Pet and the others.
"Sir, from the looks of you, it must be your first time venturing into the Dark Forest. Do you want to consider the stand-in business?"
Peter was stunned: "Substitute? What substitute?"
The goblin introduced with a smile: "Sir, my name is Hugo Seavey, you can just call me Hugo."
"You should also know that it is very dangerous to go out hunting monsters. Not only are those monsters bloodthirsty and crazy, but they are also extremely sensitive to our smell. If you are not careful, you may be besieged by monsters."
Peter hummed.
The goblin told the truth.
Most of the casualties that occur when hunting monsters are discovered by other monsters in the process of luring the target into being alone when preparing to deal with it.
That will change from the besieging party to the besieged party.
"Please allow me to introduce to you, the adventurous stand-in business designed and grandly launched by Hugo Seavey, the future hobgoblin tycoon!"
"With just a few gold coins, you can temporarily hire a 'stand-in' attendant who will obey you. You can safely leave all dangerous things to your stand-in!"
"After the adventure is over, if the substitute can return here, then I will refund you half of the fee."
"Of course, if...well, God of Fortune bless you, if the double unfortunately stays in the dark forest forever, then it doesn't matter, you just won't get a refund."
Gale was confused: "What are you talking about as a substitute?"
"Hey," Goblin Hugo said with a sly look on his face, "They are... some refugees who voluntarily signed an agreement."
"I found these people from nearby. They are really poor people. When I found them, many of them were starving to death because they could not get relief."
"I made a simple agreement with them."
"Follow your employer to leave the border of the kingdom and venture outside the dark forest. During this period, you must obey all your employer's instructions and do whatever you ask them to do."
"They will be like substitutes for my most respected employers, helping you explore dangers and endure harm!"
"If they can return successfully, they can get corresponding compensation from me based on the length of employment."
"If you can't return, then, oh, it's really sad. Another precious life will be left in that evil forest forever. Let's mourn for them!"
Hugo said, pretending to wipe away his tears.
The movement of raising his arms caused the keys hanging around his neck to collide with each other, making a clanging sound.
"But I also promised them that they could designate a beneficiary before taking the risk, and the reward that originally belonged to them would be transferred to the beneficiary by me afterwards."
"Sir, you see, these guys are real poor people. If I hadn't extended a helping hand to them, prepared food for them, and brought them here, they might have starved to death."
"Ah! I am really one of the few good businessmen with a conscience among the goblins!"
"How about, do you want to consider the stand-in business?"
"Compared with your own precious life and safety, a mere gold coin is a negligible price, right?"
Hugo said in a seductive tone.
Gale shook his head decisively: "No, don't."
"Who knows whether these guys can trust them when their lives are in danger?" "What if they are afraid of death and run away directly? What if they even hurt me?"
Hugo had already expected it and immediately explained:
"Dear Sir, please rest assured, I can guarantee that such a situation will never happen!"
"Please take a look!"
Hugo said as he took out a small crystal bottle from the pocket inside his clothes.
The bottle contained an unknown brown liquid. As the bottle shook slightly, bubbles bubbled out from time to time.
"I would like to solemnly introduce to you, the future hobgoblin plutocrat Hugo Seavey, with the blessing of the God of Alchemy, refined an exclusive magic potion that will cost you 3,000 lives!"
Gale's eyes twitched.
His family also sells potions, but his names are all normal.
For example, things like sustained-release potions, light-spiriting potions, firming mixtures, and the like.
Who would name a potion "Kill You 3000" in their spare time?
He also used an honorific, which was very polite.
Hugo enthusiastically introduced: "This potion is a delayed-acting poison that can theoretically be combined and prepared from 3,000 raw materials!"
"Only by taking the antidote potion made from the corresponding raw materials can you avoid death from the poison!"
"The only disadvantage it currently has is that this potion is ineffective for professionals and can only have an effect on ordinary people."
"But it is used to ensure that the substitute obeys your words. I can guarantee that its effect will definitely meet the needs of distinguished gentlemen!"
"As long as you choose a suitable substitute, he will take the potion in front of you. Only when you return here successfully can he receive the potion to dispel the potion."
"When running away cannot escape the call of death, I believe those substitutes will make the right choice!"
"In addition, if you are still worried, sir, you can pay a little extra gold coins from me to buy a D9 collar produced by Caron Sex Toys!"
"It has been modified by me and equipped with steel spikes that can be thrust out at any time, and the lever switch that controls when it thrusts out will naturally be placed in your hands!"
"Double insurance ensures that the stand-in who provides you with services will work hard and obey all your requests and instructions, and help you bear all risks in your adventures!"
After listening to Goblin Hugo's introduction, before Gale could think of what to say, Miranda who was following him burst out with a very ugly face:
"How could you do such a thing!"
"Those refugees are already pitiful. No one is willing to help them. Now you have to use their lives to make money!"
"They are just a group of ordinary people. Even if they cross the border and don't encounter monsters, the aura of the evil god coming from the depths of the dark forest is enough to pose a huge threat to them!"
"What's the difference between this and letting them die!"
"Believe it or not, I'm going to ask the Glow God Sect right now..." At this point, Miranda's voice suddenly paused, and she hesitated for a few seconds, unable to continue.
She thought of the refugees she saw outside Ceylon and the homeless people in lower Greenport.
If reporting to the Glow God Cult is really useful, why are there so many poor people who cannot get help?
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I'm really sorry. I didn't feel satisfied with the contents of the next two updates when I checked them. I sent them directly to trick people into subscribing. I deleted them all and are rewriting them. It is expected to be completed and uploaded before 9 o'clock. Today will still be the fifth update.
PS: Author's note, Hugo Sewer, here is the transliteration, Sewer actually means "sewer", because the goblin Hugo was born and abandoned by his mother in the sewer, this surname is He obtained it for himself, which will be explained briefly here.
(End of this chapter)