Chapter 33 Poll

Chapter 33: Chapter 33 Poll

For the next few days, they continued following the same routine. They cleared four to five dungeons every day, either at the District 21 Dungeon Plaza or at Megalopolis.

Until one day, Lars was grinning widely as he looked at his system.

"Finally! I reached 50 Max CP after all that! But I mostly owe this to creating that Unique class before."

Still, there was one thing constantly bothering him.

He couldn’t sell the Class Books that had been piling up inside his Inventory. He also couldn’t use the same method he had used with Max before, as doing it again would increase the risk of being exposed.

After finishing their dungeon raids for the day and separating from Max and Justin, Lars made his way toward the District 21 Dungeon Hub.

In Rahiel State, there were only around a dozen Dungeon Hubs across all regions. In the South Region, there were only three of them, with the one Lars frequently visited being the largest.

Districts 19 to 23 were all centered around the District 21 Dungeon Hub, where hunters from those districts frequently gathered.

As soon as Lars entered, he was surprised. What he had expected to see was a long queue of people waiting to enter the Auction Hall, but there was no queue at all.

Confused, he approached one of the staff members and asked.

"Ohh! Those companies that were blocking the Auction Hall were already warned by Miss Beatrix. They’ve been gone for a few days now," the staff replied.

"Is that so?!" Lars was shocked.

If he had known that earlier, he would have visited during the past few days. He had been avoiding the Dungeon Hub entirely because he thought the blockade was still there.

He walked frustratedly toward one of the private rooms, annoyed that he had missed out on income for the past few days.

Once he entered the room, he immediately brought out his usual Class Books: Blazing Archmage, War Templar, and Phantom Magus. He then put all three classes up for sale separately.

"Hmm... selling these classes gives me a stable amount of money, but their value maxes out at around 40 to 50 thousand Zents each. It will take a long time to settle my debt if things keep going like this," Lars muttered as he thought.

"I think I need to generate more classes to sell. But not Impulse Lancer, High Mage, or Divine Ranger. Those classes are too powerful to let them circulate freely in the market." Lars rubbed his chin.

"I need to create another new class. But the question is, what class should I make?"

As he racked his brain for inspiration, suddenly, an idea struck him.

"Why didn’t I think of that before?! I really am a genius!"

A wide grin appeared on his face as he opened the forum and started typing something. Unknown to Lars, his actions would soon cause another massive disruption in the local market.

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"I win again! Can you at least put up a fight? I’m starting to get bored," Oscar said after beating Ryuken in the fighting game for what felt like the hundredth time.

"Argh! This is nonsense! You can beat me in a video game, but can you beat me in a real fight?" Ryuken snapped.

"Hey, calm down. Why are you making such a ruckus over a video game?" Aleph scolded them.

Half of the Mazeltov members were currently gathered in the office. Their office was just a rented space above a grocery store in a small shop lot.

For now, it was the only place they could afford to pay the monthly rent.

Zane was doing her usual administrative work as she looked through the papers in front of her. Then, she released a long sigh after reading one of them.

"Another company refused to invest in us. How many times have we already been rejected? I’m starting to get tired of this." She massaged her temples.

Right now, their monthly income was only enough to cover all their expenses. She still needed to pay the hunters working under her. If things continued like this, some of them would probably leave her company sooner or later.

As she closed her eyes for a moment to rest, Denis suddenly stood up from his chair and rushed toward Zane’s table.

"Boss! Look at this! That anonymous guy... he’s doing it again," Denis said.

"What? He posted another Class Book again? What class is it this time?" Zane asked with little interest.

She knew that now that VolcaCorp and the others had stopped searching for him, he would eventually start selling again.

"No. Just read it first!" Denis showed his phone to Zane.

Zane looked at Denis’s phone and read the post.

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[Forum]

Title: Which Class Do You Want?

Sender: Anonymous214

Hello, everyone! I’m Anonymous214. I just want to ask all of you, which class do you want me to sell next? The vote will close in 72 hours.

Please vote below.

1) Tanker — 12% Vote

2) Frontline Fighter — 20% Vote

3) Mage — 21% Vote

4) Marksman — 10% Vote

5) Assassin — 24% Vote

6) Support — 10% Vote

7) Others — 4% Vote

Total Votes: 134,577

5473 Comments.

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"What? He can actually ask others which class they want? Of course I want Mage!" Oscar said.

"That guy really is something. I will vote too," Vega said.

"Huh! I don’t care one bit!" Ryuken said.

All three of them crowded closely around Zane and their heads blocking her view of the phone, causing her veins bulging in anger.

"Can you mind your space?!" Zane shouted.

All three immediately backed away.

As she read through the forum post, a slight smile appeared on her face.

’ This seems to confirm one of my theories about him. Does he have the ability to create classes?’ she thought.

But then, she let out another long sigh.

"That guy... when will he call me?"

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Inside a large mansion in District 23, Melodie had just finished bathing and was wrapped in a towel. She dried her hair with a hairdryer before noticing the forum post about Anonymous214.

A smile appeared on her face.

"He seems to be doing well with his business. But still..." She let out a long sigh.

"That guy... when will he call me?"

Lars had no idea, but two beauties were actually waiting for his call.