MM Racing Chapter 807 Hiring Actors: High Risk? And here comes another chapter…
Chapter 807 Hiring Actors: High Risk? And here comes another chapter…
Chapter 807 Hiring Actors: High Risk? Then again…
"Mr. Broly, what brings you here?"
Two weeks have passed since the Gale murder incident. Recently, Modo has been making waves in the lower and middle levels of the city, thanks to the two new Lv.5 monsters he now possesses.
He was somewhat uneasy about the Saiyan boy's sudden visit today, worried that the boy wanted to take back control of the two giant snakes.
"I have a job that requires some people who are tight-lipped. You have connections in Rivera, and I need you to help me find people who meet the requirements."
"Oh, no problem. Just tell me what kind of work it is, and I'll definitely do it perfectly for you."
Upon hearing that they needed people to do the work, and not to take back control of the monsters, Modo immediately waved his hand and patted his chest, saying.
"Reed, come out here."
The meeting place with Modo was outside the town of Rivera. Broly turned around and shouted into the bushes behind him.
",Monster?!"
Modo looked over curiously, thinking that someone had asked Broly for help, but unexpectedly a group of monsters dressed in excellent equipment emerged from the bushes behind the boy.
Although the 18th floor is considered a safe floor, it only means that monsters won't spawn there. If you encounter monsters from other floors outside, battles will still occur.
The heretic's attire immediately put this seasoned veteran adventurer from Rivera Town on his guard.
"Don't be nervous, Modo. These are not ordinary monsters, but heretics with intelligence and reason."
Broly offered words of comfort.
"Hello, human."
Reed, who was in the lead, also greeted the man politely.
"Ah, the monster spoke?!"
Modo's mouth gaped open.
Broly then explained to him the situation with the heretics.
"The existence of heretics is known to Lord Uranus, the god behind the guild."
We felt the time was right to bring these wise and rational individuals to the forefront.
Those resurrected heretics have proven over time that they possess neither intelligence nor rationality.
"However, as you know, people have a certain view of monsters, so we need your help to find someone to put on a play."
Using a grand drama of monsters rescuing stranded adventurers as a starting point, the story aims to make the existence of intelligent and rational monsters more readily accepted by the world.
"Ah, but Mr. Broly, does the guild really know about their affairs?"
Broly looked at Modo with a hint of helplessness.
"Okay, then I'll just say it directly. Actually, I've taken a liking to a monster girl and want to meet her so that she can walk openly on the streets of Orario."
"Hey, I knew it! So Mr. Broly's a monster enthusiast!"
Upon hearing this, Modo immediately accepted the explanation.
Their gazes couldn't help but drift to the back, to the curvaceous monster girls, Lei and the others.
Seeing this, Broly was somewhat speechless, compared to pursuing the coexistence of rational monsters and mortals on the surface.
Guys like Modo seem more inclined to believe that this was simply his own selfish desire.
"And what's your answer?"
Broly sighed, not intending to explain anything, and went straight to the question.
"Uh, if Mr. Broly just wants some monster girls to be able to move freely on the streets of Orario, with your reputation and influence, it seems like all you need to do is put collars around their necks and inform the city's military police. There seems to be no need to get involved with a group of intelligent monsters, is there?"
Modo didn't answer but asked a question in return.
"The heretic is not a pet I want to keep, but an object I want to encounter."
Modo's statement is actually correct; Winnie wearing a collar around her neck would probably allow her to lead the other person out.
But this is not the coexistence that Uranus wants to see, nor is it what Broly is preparing to do to help Winnie.
Of course, for heretics like Reed, who live a life of constant movement in the dungeon, this kind of life as a pet is quite appealing.
"Is it too difficult to get the world to accept the existence of intelligent monsters, or even to give these monsters the same human rights as people living on the surface, according to your idea?"
You see, we are adventurers who make a living in the dungeon, relying on killing monsters to obtain materials for survival. Occasionally, we are also killed by dangerous monsters. We are both prey and hunter, so in terms of relationships, we are natural enemies.
"So, you want me to help you find people to cooperate in this charade? If things go wrong, our people might be labeled as traitors, collaborators with the surface world. Isn't that a risk—"
"Fifty million fali".
"Um?"
"I will give 50 million Faris to anyone who is willing to participate."
Modo: "————"
"Mr. Broly, how many actors do you need?"
"Quality over quantity in acting. I need actors who can keep the script absolutely confidential and whose acting skills are superb."
"No problem, I guarantee that the people I find for you are all tight-lipped and have excellent acting skills."
With Farley leading the way, Modo quickly gathered a group of adventurers as extras.
"Money doesn't matter. I came mainly to repay Mr. Broly for saving my life."
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"Monsters? Where did these monsters come from? What? You call them heretics? No, they're clearly our brothers and sisters from different races, our own flesh and blood in this dungeon!"
With Broly's sincere efforts, the dozen or so adventurers from Rivera Town, both men and women, who had been recruited by Mordo, quickly became friends with Reed and his group of heretics.
For these adventurers whose level is no higher than Lv.4, a performance fee of 50 million can be considered a settling-in allowance.
"Mr. Broly, how about we turn this into a real-life emergency scenario?"
"It's fake. I don't feel comfortable accepting the performance fee you gave me."
Broly: "————"
"Mr. Broly, I can die once, as long as I'm resurrected afterwards."
The money was generous, and the actors were already very enthusiastic before the show even started. Some even volunteered to be stunt performers.
"Okay, you're a stunt performer, right? I'll not only revive you, I'll also give you extra money."
A true warrior is not afraid to venture into the underworld.
Upon hearing about the additional payment, the adventurers present all transformed into true warriors.
Some even wanted to die multiple times, but once was enough.
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"Lefia, how have you been doing at the Hearth Palace lately?"
"Well, it's alright, nothing much different from before."
"What about Mr. Broly?"
"Miss Phil Weiss, you're not interested in that guy, are you?"
Lefia looked at the White Witch with some doubt, wondering if the other woman had ulterior motives for inviting her out.
"Let me tell you, Broly is absolutely awful. At the Hearth House, he would always barge into the bathroom when it was in use, without caring that there were other naked women taking a bath or soaking in the hot springs inside."
And he always bullies those people in the bathroom. I could hear it all clearly from outside the door. If I hadn't been protecting Miss Ais and not letting her go in, the innocent Miss Ais would probably have already been taken advantage of by him and had all sorts of outrageous things done to her by that Broly guy in the bathroom.
Lefia looked somewhat indignant as she recounted Broly's dirty secrets.
The White Witch's face flushed slightly as she listened to the talk of "wine pools and meat forests" and "unrestrained gatherings."
"So, Miss Philweis, you absolutely mustn't fall for that guy. If you do and confess your feelings to him, he'll take advantage of you badly. He'll wantonly play with your body and put some lewd things inside you—"
"Lefia".
"Um?"
"Is it possible that I'm not asking you about Mr. Broly's scandalous private life, but rather about the magic stone resurrection technology that Mr. Broly is researching?"
"ah?!"
"I also had companions who died in the dungeon, and none of their remains were left behind—"
Lefia's face turned bright red, mistakenly believing that the White Priestess, who was already a friend, had developed an interest in the Saiyan boy.
So, he quickly added fuel to the fire and said a bunch of bad things about the Saiyan boy's lecherous behavior in the Hearth Hall, but in the end, the boy was asking him about the magic stone resurrection technology.
"sorry----"
Lefia quickly apologized.
"I don't know much about this matter, but Broly has occasionally mentioned some research progress to Lady Astrea at the dinner table."
"Yeah, they said the other day that if we could capture that weirdo with the magic stone inside him that we encountered in the 24th floor of the maze, that would help us with our research. That would be great."
The words "I'll assist with the research" almost slipped out of Phil Weiss's mouth, but thankfully she remembered that she couldn't reveal her identity as a weirdo.
However, if the other party succeeds in the research and allows the soul of the dead to be attached to the magic stone, and resurrects the dead to become a monster-like existence, will their own abnormality in the surface world become normal?
"Lefia, could you please keep an eye on Mr. Broly's situation for me?"
"Uh, that's no problem, but Miss Amid is still in charge of researching the magic stone resurrection technology."
"Then keep an eye out for them. I'll also keep an eye out for any strange creatures appearing in the dungeon. If I find anything, I'll contact you."
"Why are you contacting me? You can contact Mr. Broly—uh, no, Miss Phil Weiss, you'd better contact me."
[Miss Ryu and Miss Adidas were only bullied by that guy because they owed him a favor. I can't let Miss Philweis suffer the same fate and end up being bullied like that.]
Lefia felt that acting as a middleman was the best option to prevent Miss Philvies from having too much contact with Broly, which could eventually lead to her falling for that despicable guy who was juggling multiple relationships.
"Thank you very much, Lefia."
"You're welcome. We're good friends, aren't we?"
"Um.
""
The White Witch bid farewell to the Thousand Spirits.
However, upon returning to their clan's residence, they were blocked by the clan's chief deity.
"Philwines, where have you been again?"
"Lord Dionysus, I have gone to find a friend."
"Let me guess, are they friends of the Hestia Familia, or friends of the Loki Familia?"
"It is Lefia, the Thousand Spirit of the Loki Familia."
"I see. Since that day, I am very pleased to see that you have made new true friends."
The blond heartthrob said with a smile.
"Lord Dionysus, is there anything you require?"
"No orders, but I've heard that the leader of the Hestia Familia is able to go to the Underworld."
"Um?"
"Although the probability is extremely slim, I'm still a little worried that person might encounter your soul in the underworld."
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Upon hearing this, the White Witch trembled, and her face turned pale, as if all the blood had been drained from her.
"So, Phil Weiss, you must be careful when you come into contact with that tyrannical man of extreme lust. This is my advice."
"Yes, Lord Dionysus—"
The blond god was quite satisfied, having planted a thorn in the heart of Philweis, who was pursuing her own normalcy and the approval of others, lest this child see the leader of the Hestia Familia as a new salvation, thereby causing him to lose control over her, which would be troublesome.
Of course, the current situation in Orario where resurrection magic has appeared is also making things very difficult for this evil god who has been hiding in the shadows.
With resurrection magic, advanced adventurers have a higher margin for error, but it has become more difficult for them to completely lift the lid of the Tower of Babel that is pressing down on the entrance to the dungeon.
Misfortunes never come singly. Before Dionysus could figure out how to continue his plan to destroy Orario, he heard another piece of bad news.
"Hey bro, did you hear?"
"What did you hear?"
"Yesterday, an adventurer team encountered a maze trap while exploring the lower level of the dungeon. Just when they were about to be wiped out, a group of talking monsters saved them."
"Ha, a bunch of talking monsters? How much fake alcohol have you been drinking?"
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"They didn't drink fake alcohol. Many members of that adventurous team that encountered danger died, but they happened to participate in the guild's recently launched resurrection guarantee project and were lucky enough to bring the bodies of their dead companions out of the dungeon."
They are currently queuing up for resurrection in the resurrection chamber of the Tower of Babel. If you don't believe me, you can go and see for yourself.
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"Really?"
. . . .
"It's true, we were saved by a group of talking monsters."
"Those who question us, please use your brains. Who would risk their life for such a joke?"
"If we hadn't randomly chosen the guild's newly introduced resurrection guarantee earlier, none of us would have had a chance to start over."
"Ah, I just thought investing a small amount of money a few days ago would give me more confidence when exploring dungeons. I never expected it would allow me to come back to life, and my team wouldn't be burdened with a huge resurrection debt. I'll definitely buy the guild's resurrection insurance again!"
"Broly, the people you hired, aren't they putting on a bit of an over-the-top performance? Seriously, are they promoting the Heretics saving people, or the guild's resurrection guarantee?"
Standing at the edge of the crowd, watching the stunt performers putting on their best performance, Fels couldn't help but complain.
"The news about the heretic needs to be spread, and the effect of the resurrection protection also needs to be spread. Anyway, they don't conflict, so it's like implanting GG."
Broly shrugged. A couple of days ago, Miss Eina, the half-elf advisor of the dungeon, came to him and said that many new adventurers were unwilling to pay a resurrection insurance fee from their earnings in order to save money, and asked him to help him think of a solution.
What he was thinking about was implanting GG (Goblin), and of course, this was after Modo found a group of people willing to perform death.
The stunt performers and adventurers inspired him.
Broly paid each of the stunt performers, who were willing to die once, an extra 50 million Farries for their appearances, so naturally he wanted to make the best use of their talents.
News of resurrecting lost adventurers and the appearance of intelligent monsters in dungeons, with these monsters actively rescuing those in distress, began to emerge like mushrooms after rain.
In just two days, the topic of resurrection magic and the appearance of intelligent monsters in the dungeon became the talk of the town in Orario, the world capital. The buzz surrounding these topics even surpassed the previous discussion about resurrection magic.
Anyone with a keen sense of smell can clearly sense that there is a force behind the scenes, pushing things along.
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