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Hiding the Logistics Center in the Apocalypse Episode 150
Hierarchy Brawl (1)
Episode 150. Hierarchy Brawl (1)
Ta-da-da-dak!
The incessant sound of a typewriter.
In the long rectangular office, people of various races were sitting in their respective seats, wagging their fingers.
“The Luce dimension has introduced dimensional tariffs this time······.”
“The Chamber of Commerce’s detailed financial policy announcement······.”
Scattered, mumbling text.
New news that spread throughout multiple dimensions was on the lips of reporters.
Knock! Knock!
The identity of this place is the editorial department of the multidimensional media outlet, 'Ecos'.
As one of the two major media outlets that dominate the multidimensional realm, it would not be an exaggeration to say that half of all beings in open dimensions have access to articles written by them.
And since they are such reporters······.
The editorial break room was a cauldron of the hottest potatoes in the universe.
Some people waggled their scaly tails, others twitched their furry triangular ears, and today, too, the gossip of the multiverse went up and down.
“Did you hear that?”
“You mean the exhibition?”
The topic of conversation that day was none other than the Dimension Expo.
It's called an expo, but it's just a boring event with nothing new to offer.
But yesterday, the auction of the iconic item of the fair ended in disaster.
“Are you crazy? How could you possibly think of selling an application for a hierarchy······and selling it for nothing······?”
“I’m jealous······ If I had known this would happen, I would have made an excuse to go to the expo······.”
“That’s funny. Who would send you a report on the exhibition?”
All the reporters knew.
On the surface, it was a dimensional fair that advocated for the unity of the entire universe······.
In reality, it is nothing more than a sham event to solidify the dominance of the Chamber of Commerce.
That's why, for several years now, instead of sending reporters directly, Echos has been doing its best to compile and publish articles using the promotional materials provided.
One reporter asked, seemingly puzzled.
“But it wouldn’t be bad for the Chamber of Commerce anyway, right? The auction commission would have been pretty good, too.”
“That’s actually the problem. It’s like the Chamber of Commerce came forward and sold the application for hierarchy.”
If awakening was a blessing, then hierarchy was a privilege.
A situation in which the nobles could not help but feel that their territory had been invaded.
Of course, it was a shame for the Chamber of Commerce to jump up and down in frustration······.
Anyone who looked at it would see that the picture was exactly like that.
This auction is an event hosted by none other than the Chamber of Commerce itself.
That's where the application for hierarchy was put up for sale.
The quantity of items being sold is so large that it can never be considered the work of an individual.
“If not the Chamber of Commerce, then who? Marquez?”
“In terms of scale, it has to be at that level to explain it.”
“I asked through my sources and they said it wasn’t them?”
Echos' reporters use their keen intuition and connections to deduce the whereabouts of the case.
I wanted to quickly spread this news to every corner of the universe, my body was trembling, but······.
“Let’s do it moderately. It’s not like I can use it······.”
“Life is not fun······no.”
This was nothing short of a poisoned chalice.
The party in question was none other than the Chamber of Commerce.
If I had stepped forward without knowing how scary it was, half of the editorial staff might have been blown away.
The reporters from Echos left the break room one by one, clicking their tongues.
but,
“Then I will write it?”
There was just one person who didn't pay any attention.
Rounded body, tail covered with short hair.
He looked exactly like an otter, and he was Harris, a senior reporter for the culture department.
“Harris······?”
“Why? It doesn’t matter if the Ministry of Culture uses it.”
All the reporters I've talked to so far have been from the economics or politics departments.
Strictly speaking, this could be said to be the most promising and loudest department in Echos······.
Since the main readership was also comprised of upper-class influential figures and nobles, it had to pass the strict censorship of the Chamber of Commerce.
On the other hand, in the Ministry of Culture, where Harris works······.
“Don’t worry. This side is full of weirdos and nerds. And the circulation is also small.”
A cultural affairs article that the Chamber of Commerce doesn't pay much attention to because it's just rolling around in the dirt.
The charm of the Echos Culture Department was that even if they wrote an article that was occasionally offensive, they could just brush it off with a comment like, "I printed it because it was funny."
Harris also intends to cover this item auction as a kind of happening, rather than a suspicion.
Since the first button of the item auction was messed up, it seemed like the remaining events of the expo would be a total mess.
“This is a mess… I can’t stand this.”
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Swallowing the saliva that was welling up in his mouth, Harris hurriedly packed his bags.
The Expo is a venue for exchange that divides industry and civilization.
No matter what anyone says, it was originally a topic for an article by the Ministry of Culture.
***
It was truly spectacular.
Every time a bid request came out, the bidders would aggressively raise their signs,
After a fierce price war, each time it was sold for a considerable amount.
Because the bidders' pockets also had limits, the winning bid price gradually dropped with each successive auction······.
“······.”
A strange picture was created where the bidders who had previously won the bid were left with a bitter taste in their mouths.
It's a natural phenomenon that I feel good when I earn money, and my stomach hurts when others earn money.
That petty yet humane sense blossomed like heat.
And the result······.
-It's over already······?
-Oh, no! Just one more time······!
The auction was forcibly ended due to the event time being exceeded for the item auction.
There seems to be a certain custom that the auction continues as long as there are items on offer······.
'I didn't even expect it.'
It was a natural progression.
The Chamber of Commerce, which was already being hammered with applications for hierarchy, could not afford to grant additional time.
Not a sodalite helmet, not a lapis lazuli armor, not a carnelian necklace······just a piece of paper.
The hottest item at the auction that day was dozens of sheets of firewood printed out on a printer at the Chamber of Commerce facility.
Of course, the Chamber of Commerce will not remain silent either.
No matter how much I hid my identity, I couldn't hide the account I was supposed to receive the money from.
As soon as the sale price was received from the auction house, reverse tracking would have started······.
“Catch me, if you can.”
The exhibitor was not me or Kim Jeong-gyeom, but Toton Investment.
Of course, the sales proceeds will also go into Toton Investment’s corporate account.
The Chamber of Commerce won't even know that I'm an Earthling, let alone track me down as the culprit who sold the hierarchical application form.
“The account in someone else’s name is so good.”
Toton Investments is now in my subspace.
If it was in the old days in the back streets of London, it wouldn't be easy to even track its location.
There really was no Virgin Island.
So, the proceeds from this auction amounted to a whopping 2.6 million magic stones.
Kim Sol, who personally entered the secret booth and heroically distributed dozens of application forms for rank, claimed her share······.
“Didn’t you say the hazard pay was 2 million?”
“No way.”
The Chamber of Commerce is now keeping its eyes wide open.
It would be best to avoid being caught in the act of moving money.
I decided to put the money that came into Toton Investment on hold for a while.
“And······ That’s not what’s important right now.”
The item auction wasn't over.
Because the next event, the 'Hierarchy Brawl', was about to begin.
Kim Sol grumbled, putting her hand on Unyang's shoulder.
“The talent is shown by the beauties and the Chinese······but the younger brother takes the money.”
“Isn’t this all chivalry, my lady?”
The three of us headed straight to the stadium where the event was to take place.
The order of the 7th tier brawl that Kim Sol-wa and Unyang will participate in is after the 6th tier.
I decided to watch the fight between the six ranks first to at least familiarize myself with the rules.
As I was digging through the bustling crowd and taking my place······.
“Waaaaaaaaaah!”
The game began with the cheers of the crowd.
A huge circular space that looks like several sports fields combined together.
Without leaving the space, the participants continued the fight by swinging items and using their awakened abilities to remain until the very end.
Yunyang, who was watching their desperate fight, said, holding his chin.
“It looks like we’re not the only ones who are stuck.”
“I guess so. It may not be exactly the same, but······.”
The condition on Earth was 'entry to the 5th level', but perhaps there were even more stringent conditions for them.
Moreover, the next event is none other than the ‘Investment Strategy Conference’.
It wasn't just lower dimensions like Earth that were being subject to the scrutiny of investors and invaders.
“They must be struggling to survive too.”
A world of survival of the fittest, where the lower dimensions are trampled by the middle dimensions, and the middle dimensions are trampled by the upper dimensions.
The Chamber of Commerce, which stands atop the pyramid, was placing ladders on the pointy pyramid through its performance in the 'hierarchy brawl'.
So that the talented can rise up, and the weak can fall into the abyss.
In the midst of such a fierce battle, as I watched the number of survivors dwindle from 100 to 50, then from 50 to 30······.
“······That?”
I was able to spot some familiar faces.
Because Emes and Sabros, the paladins and lizards were allied and continuing the fight.
“For some reason, you seem to stick to me a lot······.”
Even when Seoul and Incheon were invaded side by side,
The two dimensions were also occupying adjacent spaces in the promotional booth.
I don't know for sure, but I can definitely tell that their relationship is particularly close······.
“Ugh!”
Both Ames and Sabros were eliminated without even making it into the top 10.
Moreover, judging from the fact that their expressions were rapidly hardening, it was not difficult to guess that they too had been given a 'penalty' condition imposed by the Chamber of Commerce.
-Beep! Beep!
The whistle blew to announce the winner.
The battle between the seven ranks will begin soon.
The Chamber of Commerce's conditions were simple.
Whether it's a 6th tier brawl or a 7th tier brawl, you'll need to get into the top 5.
If the conditions were equal, it was clear that Ames and Sabros would now bet their lives on the remaining seventh-tier brawl.
A situation where, whether you like it or not, you have no choice but to clash.
At the message announcing the gathering of participants, Kim Sol and Unyang were about to get up from their seats······.
“Let’s talk for a moment.”
"······hmm?"
A guest has arrived.
To be exact, it was Liam Parker, the Canadian Awakened who threatened me before entering the auction house.
He came to see me again as promised, as soon as the auction was over.
But······his appearance somehow seemed a little empty.
“······Where did you sell the lower part?”
“······Let’s not talk about that.”
By the way, I just happened to see a pair of pants up for auction.
A pair of dark brown long trousers made of Drake leather that were sold for around 5,000 marbles.
I thought it looked familiar, but it was Parker's pants.
Parker had a red sword strapped to his back.
The price of the item I was thinking of buying has skyrocketed, and it seems like I've even lost my pants.
Tears welled up in my eyes as I remembered his breastplate and gauntlets, which had been repeatedly rejected.
“You are admirable. The wretchedness of dropping your pants to achieve your goal······ A descendant of exhibitionist Olympus······.”
“······Please stop.”
Parker, his face flushed, added to me.
“I hope you cooperate. You don’t want monsters of the fifth level to invade Earth, do you? Of course, we may have to decide the winner at the end… But until then, I hope that fellow Earthlings will unite and start fighting.”
Parker ended his speech by saying, "I trust you, you're one of my kind," and left for the stadium.
To prevent the Earth's hierarchy from being loosened, let's all work together to protect the top five.
In other words, the intention was to form an alliance like what Sabros and Emes had done a little while ago······.
'······Sorry. Liam Johnson.'
Unfortunately, I couldn't grant that request.
A hierarchical brawl where all dimensions are mixed up.
Because I had another goal besides shooting for the top 5.
Before the game started, I explained my strategy to Kim Sol and Unyang.
“······Huh?”
Both of them reacted with incomprehension.