Who hid My Corpse!

It's been quite a few days since Lord Visas "fell asleep." Without Lord Visas's instructions, Lair naturally thought of finding something to do in Nameless Town, preferably something profitable.

Ahem, it's not for himself, but for Lord Visas!

After all, despite Lord Visas's prowess, he can't personally earn money, can he? These trivial matters should naturally be left to this little Angel Envoy.

A qualified lackey should be able to think of what they can do without their master's direction, as well as what more they can do.

As for earning some pocket change for himself during this time, Lair believed Lord Visas wouldn't mind.

So that's why he approached Harlow again. He knew very well that this old bastard had a bunch of money-making methods, just like this one in front of him, so he half-coaxed, half-coerced Harlow to bring him here. However, he truly hadn't expected the scale of this business to be so large. Looking around, there were too many houses like the one before to count.

"Here we are." Harlow stopped in front of one of the houses, "Take a look, these are the ones you mentioned that couldn't be sold to Rhein."

Lair stepped forward and looked inside through the iron-barred door.

He saw a group of frail children. The children didn't speak, nor did they make much noise, but they were awake, staring blankly ahead.

Each of their foreheads bore a thin suture line.

"These are sold to the Eternal Nightmare," Harlow said flatly, "People and brains are sold separately."

Instinctively, Lair covered his forehead, feeling a chill, as if a draft passed through.

"It's a rumor that the Eternal Nightmare Apostle likes to eat human brains, but that's fake. However, they do need brains," Harlow said, "because only brains can carry dreams. It's rumored they've constructed a Dream World Heaven, but the price of Heaven is sustained by these brains."

Lair asked, "So, the ones in here have already had their brains removed?"

"Partially removed. They estimate the value of a complete brain based on the parts removed, and pay accordingly," Harlow shrugged, "Those guys are stingy. After all, most of their wealth is within the Dream World. Plus, they also need the bodies after removing the brains to accomplish their research on 'Eternal Life'—transplanting their own brains into younger bodies, thus prolonging life indefinitely."

"...This research is rather stomach-churning."

"Indeed, that's why they're called Esoteric Buddhism, isn't it?" Harlow said, "Alright, stop looking. This isn't my business, but a Gold Merchant's."

"Gold Merchants are involved in this? Weren't you just saying Eternal Nightmare people are stingy?"

"Stingy is relative. They're willing to pay for premium brains. Besides, they can only rely on us for such matters because most of the time they're lost in the Dream World," Harlow said, "A whole Church depends on you, think about the profit! From what I've heard, there's..."

Harlow gestured a number to Lair, and Lair's eyelid twitched after seeing it: "Suddenly, this research doesn't seem so stomach-churning."

"Yes, it's actually quite interesting," Harlow showed his yellow teeth again, "They call it opening blind boxes. Before opening, you never know which is profitable and which is a loss... Well, their costs are very low, so they never lose money, there's only big gains and small gains. Moreover, Esoteric Buddhism won't turn against them, making this business completely risk-free. But the participants are basically Gold Merchants, even if you became a Gold Merchant, it would be hard to break in, as your main business is with Rhein."

"Tch, the way you're talking makes me want to try my luck with Esoteric Buddhism." Lair said half-jokingly, half-seriously, "It seems Rhein is too upright, and they squeeze us whenever they're unhappy with the prices."

"That's true, but that money is enough, at least for me," Harlow looked at Lair again, seemingly emphasizing for Lair not to forget him, "Alright, we should go."

Lair actually wanted to see the other houses. After all, it's not only Rhein and Eternal Nightmare doing human trafficking with Black Merchants. He also wanted to see what those people were doing.

But Harlow already mentioned that the business on the Esoteric Buddhism side is monopolized by veteran Gold Merchants. Even if he became a Gold Merchant, it would be hard to get involved. He couldn't possibly trouble Lord Visas for such trivial matters. So, he reluctantly left, glancing back at the house before leaving.

The children behind the iron door remained vacant and silent like broken dolls.

A strange feeling rose in Lair's heart again. He quickly averted his gaze and said to Harlow as they walked, "If you're willing to give me thirty percent of your business, I'll give you..."

"Thirty percent?! You greedy bastard!"

"How's that greedy?" Lair said, "You have to realize, if I succeed, I'll be directly connecting with Rhein's North Bishop. You should be able to imagine the profit, right? By then, the money would be uncountable."

"That's assuming you actually succeed."

"Could I lie to you? I am after all..."

Lair didn't finish his sentence, as they passed by a tin house, a strange hand reached out and grabbed his shoulder firmly.