Hiding A Logistics Center In The Apocalypse Chapter 152

Hiding the Logistics Center in the Apocalypse Episode 152

Battle of Sabros (1)

Episode 152. The Battle of Sabros (1)

Harris had a secret fondness for Earth.

Since meeting him in Paris and showing him the sculptures, he has been constantly preaching the value of the Earth to the rich.

But the Earth wasn't the reason Harris came to the fair.

“I’m looking for news on Toton Investments. They’re the company that filed the hierarchy application.”

The name used as a pseudonym for this auction.

I don't know if it's because I'm a reporter, but it seems like news about Toton Investment has spread far and wide.

Harris continued speaking.

“The whole universe is buzzing with the story of that little investment company. The Chamber of Commerce is watching closely, so even if they can’t say anything out loud… everyone who needs to know knows. Even Marquez is showing interest….”

Marquez.

Coincidentally, the name came out of Harris' mouth.

Just a moment ago, the force that gave me a magic stone was······.

I was absolutely shocked when I heard that he was looking for Totten Investment.

'Surely······ Did I get caught?'

It was a problem that I wasn't sure about yet.

The only thing Marquez did was to thrust an offer at me.

Moreover, the approach itself was extremely unique.

'······No matter what, what's one?'

It is an investment proposal that is virtually non-existent.

It was just one magic stone, so there was no gain or loss whether I received it or not.

Because I was just wondering what on earth his intention was······.

“What is Marquez?”

First, I decided to dig up some information about them.

The Harris in front of us now was also the best source of information in multiple dimensions.

He blinked and answered.

“Oh, you might not know. They are a force comprised of black magicians… They are a bit different from Barnaul.”

Harris knew full well that we were at odds with Barnaul.

It was also Harris who first brought news of the invasion of Barnaul to Paris.

Another force of black magicians, Marques, different from Barnaul.

Harris added an explanation.

“The roots of black magic are the same, but······I guess you could say it has a slightly stronger emotional aspect.”

“······What is that?”

An ambiguous explanation.

But the more important issue was what happened next.

“It is generally accepted that most of them were destroyed by the Chamber of Commerce······ but there are still some remnants. It’s not that we don’t hear news of them every now and then, but they are actually half-universe legends.”

“By the Chamber of Commerce?”

“Yes, we are on really bad terms.”

That was good news.

The black magicians of Marquez smelled something from me.

Even if you discovered the true identity of Toton Investments, you wouldn't have to report me to the Chamber of Commerce.

Maybe he was trying to offer me cooperation instead?

I had no idea what the basis for his offer of cooperation was.

I wanted to dig up more information, but I didn't have much time.

The Dimension Expo is slowly coming to a close.

The promotional booths of the mid-level companies that had filled the streets were falling like fallen leaves.

So, while waiting for the return to Earth······.

[Guide to the Dimension Expo.]

A new notice from them came to mind.

[Based on the results of the 'Hierarchy Brawl' and 'Investment Strategy Conference', the official evaluation scores for the dimensions that participated in the event were finally tallied.]

[The evaluation scores were reflected in the cumulative evaluation of the Chamber of Commerce, and the level changed according to the results.]

“Step change?”

In other words, it meant that there was a change in the rankings.

The Chamber of Commerce's hierarchical ladder rests on a pointed pyramid.

The main character of that stage change is······.

[As of now, the 'Earth' dimension is classified as a 'middle' dimension.]

[A Chamber of Commerce headquarters will be established on the 'Earth' dimension, and a subordinate department will be established to support initial growth.]

It was none other than Earth.

He was promoted to the rank of lieutenant and received special support from the Chamber of Commerce.

Harris, who had been watching our performance since the hierarchical brawl, gave us a seal clap to congratulate us, but······.

“Is it good······?”

I didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

“At least it’ll be better than before. Compared to the lower-level ones, you’ll be treated relatively fairly. Being a mid-level one… means you’ll be placed under the full control of the Chamber of Commerce.”

Under the management of the Chamber of Commerce.

For me, the feeling of unease only grew worse.

Moreover, the Chamber of Commerce was probably looking at Toton Investments with a red-hot eye by now.

The last place that Toton Invest was was······.

'It was London······of Earth.'

The Earth where Toton Investment was located, and the newly established dimensional headquarters.

Could all this really be a coincidence?

Even though it was good news of 'relatively fair treatment', it didn't feel like something to be entirely welcomed.

Harris's thoughts were similar.

“The installation of the dimensional headquarters on the Earth where Toton was… It feels like the Chamber of Commerce has drawn its sword. In fact, this is the first time I’ve seen a case of entering the intermediate dimension so quickly.”

Harris, who came to cover the commotion at the item auction.

He added in a slightly deflated voice.

“If I were to write a follow-up article, Earth would be the perfect place… but I don’t know if I’ll be allowed to report. In fact, I came here after throwing a tantrum….”

It seemed like this cute otter wanted to visit Earth again.

To find traces of Toton Investment, the main character of the uproar over the unprecedented item auction that sold off the hierarchy application form.

And that was something I could help with.

“You want to know about Toton?”

“Yes, do you know anything?”

“I know an Awakened person who received investment from you. In Europe.”

“Is that true?”

Harris is delighted.

I feel sorry for him, but I cannot reveal to him the real identity of Toton Investment.

If my identity were to be leaked to all sides through an article, there would be nothing more embarrassing than that.

but······.

'It's okay to show your ambition.'

It might be possible to give some indication of Toton Investment's progress.

We are opposing the Chamber of Commerce and are warning that we can tear down the entire hierarchy they have built.

Causing anxiety among dimensional beings and gradually eroding the trust and foundation of the Chamber of Commerce.

That's what I think the multidimensional media, Echos, is good for.

I suggested to Harris.

“I’ll find out about Toton Investments… Until next time we meet, gather information on Marques.”

“Marquez······?”

Harris looked puzzled for a moment, but then nodded as if he understood.

Another dimension of black magicians, the polar opposite of Barnaul.

Because Harris knew better than anyone that we were at odds with Barnaul and Chuck.

“You’re taking a dangerous path… That’s good. That’s not difficult.”

I just added that.

Tiring!

[Dimensional Expo ends.]

[Return to the portal.]

The time of parting has arrived.

I shook hands with Harris, whom I had not seen in a long time, and asked him how he was doing one last time.

“Come to think of it······ I think the article will turn out well?”

“Of course. I’ve even decided on a title.”

Harris twitched his thin beard.

The title of the article he decided on was······.

<Dimensional Expo Auction Emergency Stop, Nobles Shocked, Shocked! Disgrace!>

“Oh, really······.”

It was truly knightly.

***

That's how we came back to Earth.

If you include the time I was locked in the conference room, it was a period of about ten days.

Because we had been apart for so long, everyone felt happy to see each other.

“I am glad you are safe, my lord······!”

“To welcome Mr. Jeonggyeom’s return, we are holding a group handstand······.”

"dream."

From the knights of Camelot, to the elves of Elvenheim, to the wandering falcons that were placed in the subspace.

The heterogeneous family members of the subspace gathered together in one voice to welcome us, but······.

“First of all, I have somewhere to go······.”

We decided to greet each other little by little.

Because there was a different race that I had to meet first.

.

.

.

“Ancestor!”

As soon as I crossed the portal, Tereb came running at me.

A huge barbell falls with a thud behind him.

Judging by his slightly larger body, he seemed to have been training steadily.

“Gurrrr······.”

That wasn't all.

Before going to the conference room, I handed over the Hyla I had captured in Ur to Letel Dimension.

The Retelians, who had been provided with new vehicles, continued their CrossFit training using Hyla, and now, after only ten days, they were handling the toads as if they were their own limbs.

The defenses against the swamp area that was filling up Sabros's base were being prepared, but······.

'It's a little disappointing······.'

It was not enough to guarantee an overwhelming victory.

Because most of the Retelians, including Tereb, were still in the 7th or 8th rank.

Just like Kim Sol and Unyang, it was none other than Maseok that was holding them back.

'······It's still time to be hungry.'

The Lethelians had fought well up until now, but it was a different story in Sabros.

Because the 'real' power of Sabros, unaffected by hierarchy restrictions, will be within it.

It was a time when power reinforcement, or in other words, 'investment', was needed to ensure a certain victory.

As it so happened, I had been given a huge amount of magic stones that I had earned from an item auction.

As much as I was worried about the Chamber of Commerce tracking me, I didn't have any money to spend on myself.

“Tereb, listen carefully······.”

I told him.

How unfair the investment contract is.

The moment I received investment and became stronger, it was no different from giving me the reins of the Letels.

The higher dimensions that fool the lower dimensions with sweet words of investment,

Because I couldn't walk the same path as them.

“You can withdraw your investment at any time. No matter how many levels you reach, or how many ranks you climb… I can turn it into nothing in an instant.”

Moreover, that was not all.

Toton Investments, which is being tracked by the Chamber of Commerce.

Because the magic stone in that corporate account was literally extremely dangerous money.

“It might be risky to take this money. Actually, you guys have received investments before, so it won’t be any different now… but it’s definitely risky.”

We decided to leave the choice up to the Retelians.

Being dependent on me as an investor and possibly being tracked by the Chamber of Commerce.

There were two dangers lurking, but······.

“We must accept it unconditionally. If we don’t believe in our ancestors, who will we believe in?”

“I told you, he’s not your ancestor.”

“Hey, don’t be embarrassed······.”

Tereb smiled faintly and pointed behind him.

There were the Retelians sweating in the clear sweat of the reclaimed holy land, 'Tlön'.

“The holy land and the ruins… This entire dimension of Retel is a debt we owe to our ancestors. Even if we were to add a few magic stones now, how much bigger would that debt be? Even if it’s dangerous… There will be no change in the fact that we will carry on the legacy of our living ancestors.”

Tereb trusted me.

Even though I wasn't their ancestor or anything······.

"okay."

Nothing changed.

I had no intention of betraying them either.

Tiring!

[The other party accepted the investment.]

He opened an account with Toton Investment and paid magic stones to the Lethelians.

Lethels are those who level up in an instant, and can quickly reach the 7th or 6th tier.

Now, he had acquired powers that were no less powerful than Sabros.

“Then now······.”

Jii······.

I looked at the portal leading to Sabros, installed on one side of the Holy Land.

A relatively short relationship for us, but a long one for the Lethelians.

It was finally time to cut it off.