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Chapter 175 - 175 135 Smuggling into the Rain World (4500)_1

Chapter 175: 135 Smuggling into the Rain World (4500)_1 Chapter 175: 135 Smuggling into the Rain World (4500)_1 An afternoon passed, and he found the poor sap he was looking for. Or rather, he should say, his collaborator. Under the financial onslaught of Casio, Mr. Iri Herledick, who had recently become the Eerie Night Guest, immediately agreed to cooperate.

For him, it was but a waste of a day’s effort, and in return, he could earn five thousand Federation Coins. It was quite a windfall. Even though he had suspicions, Iri was willingly cooperative. He was an inexperienced Marker still struggling on the line between life and death. With such a large sum of money, he could live a bit lavishly during his tasks.

To occasionally live out the ideal life he fantasizes about, he wouldn’t have any regrets even if he were to die at the hands of the creatures of the darkness.

Casio spent five thousand banknotes hiring Iri, naturally, he carried out some experiments in the afternoon. He also drew the specific shape and structure of all parts of a black horse carriage, then directly went to a company that specializes in making carriages. He asked them to modify a carriage as per his requirements.

The largest carriage company in Anta City is called “Sun Colt”, their carriage products are quite famous in several nearby cities.

From high-end to low-end, all kinds of styles are available. In order to customize, you must present your identity. If it’s not a respectable job, the Sun Colt Company won’t even do business with you, keeping their old aristocratic style. Also, even if it’s a private custom, it has to follow the overall style of the Sun Colt Company. It takes at least a month, even half a year, to make a fine carriage.

Such a company suddenly encountered a mysterious customer: who wishes to immediately modify a carriage with an iron skeleton, and crazily pile on steel plates, not caring about the looks, as long as it’s strong enough. He even asked to have overtime work done to finish the modifications by the next day.

“What does he take us for?! A cow wagon company? We are Sun Colt! A high-end carriage company famous in Anta city, and even the whole East Sea County! He thinks he can boss us around with a bit of money? Ridiculous!!!”

The Sun Colt’s boss originally wanted to bang the table and curse in the office like this, but the client had given so much…

When money is sparse, it stinks. However, when it piles up, it smells good.

Customers need to present their identities? Private customization has to conform to the style of Sun Colt? Customizing a carriage takes one month to half a year? All of these are just excuses. The current boss of Sun Colt is already dissatisfied with the old rules left by his predecessor, accepting the work of Casio’s carriage modification is only incidental. Yes, his main aim is to break the crusty old rules.

In order to break those rules, the Sun Colt boss Fred personally supervised the work; in the middle of the night, he observed the workers changing the carriage in the factory, continuously stacking hard steel plates as per the customer’s request.

“Put one over here, yes, right there. Also, one over there, just pile it up in the style of an armored vehicle.”

Fred watched the design, commanding energetically.

An experienced worker came over wiping his sweat, “Boss, if we put so many steel plates, I’m afraid the horses won’t be able to pull it.”

“What does it matter? Just do as he says, perhaps he has some solution.” Fred was quite indifferent. Loading the carriage with extra steel plates didn’t violate any Federation law.

Until the next evening, the armored carriage was successfully modified.

Casio generously paid a huge sum of money, he got what he wanted. Actually, Casio’s reckless spending like this isn’t good, but joy is priceless. Anyway, he still has plenty of money, and these banknotes can’t be taken back to the real world anyway.

It isn’t a waste if you don’t spend it.

Federation Calendar 107 Year, February 8, Late night.

A heavily armored carriage was pulled by two of the strongest horses, arriving at the edge of the train station in the outskirts of Anta City.

The two horses were exhausted, Casio led them back. When he appeared again, he had a big black bag in his hands full of heavy things.

The last stretch lacked horse power, Casio threw the things into the carriage and used his brute strength to push the carriage forward.

The wheels left deep wheel marks on the ground.

He reached, a horse carriage point set up by Black Rain Villa.

Next to an aged bronze pillar, there was a somewhat uptight young man waiting. He looked about twenty years old, with handsome features, and a head of golden curls. His temperament and appearance were very close to Dusk who Casio replaced previously.

“Iri, we can start now.”

Casio looked at the starry night sky and said.

“Alright.”

Iri nodded, took out a bell from his pocket and began to shake it.

In an instant, dark clouds sprang out from nowhere, blocking the bright moonlight. The stars played hide and seek in the cloud cover, fading away gradually, a light rain started falling from the sky.

A weird pathway appeared from somewhere, replacing the surrounding mud road. A black horse carriage came along the road. A black cloth was draped over the carriage, semi-transparent curtains hung on the windows, the surface of the carriage wheels and the body were carved with twisted and weird runes that were completely incomprehensible.

“Wait a moment…” Casio squinted, “Iri, sit in the carriage in front, just as usual. Remember, no matter what kind of sound you hear from the back, don’t try to stick your head out of the window to look. If you die halfway through, we won’t have a carriage…”