Evaluation 3

This is a quiet house in Priolo.

This was the place where the perception distortion effect was applied, and it was the place that Evaluator Evans used as his base.

“···What a beggarly life.”

chin!

Evans put the gun down on the table.

A weapon that was brought back a moment ago after dealing with an annoying resident.

It was a four-barreled weapon that could fire impacts without bullets, and was a symbol of the company he was affiliated with, Toton Investment.

Squeak.

He sat down on his chair and let out a sigh, and the twists and turns of the past month flashed through his mind like a panorama.

“after······”

The purpose of Toton Investment is to grow the forces discovered on Earth into ‘businesses’.

It requires a huge investment cost, from magic stones to items, field effects, etc., but once the investment is successful, you can reap several times the profit.

At this time, it was the role of agents like Evans to secretly evaluate their potential and decide on investments.

but···

“Did I know it would turn out like this?”

All the Earth forces that Evans had invested in were destroyed.

The place that suffered the most serious damage was none other than Athens, Greece.

They had invested boldly in the Mediterranean coast, even bringing in Olympus, but then Pax FC, who appeared out of nowhere, completely devoured Athens.

“···Fuck.”

Now Evans was like a duck egg in the Nakdong River.

There’s no way the headquarters would look kindly on a failed investor.

It was clear that he would be effectively stripped of his position and banished to another dimension.

Rather than report his failure to headquarters in London, Evans decided to go into hiding.

With the ‘investment funds’ of Toton Investment.

“···You won’t be able to find it, right?”

Resources that should have been used for investment were instead poured into hiding.

I placed totems around Priolo and used field effects related to alarm, eavesdropping, and stealth.

It was a so-called ‘dine and dash’.

He had taken public funds and built his own sanctuary.

“You just have to hold out until the development is finished. It’s not a major area anyway… so there won’t be any waves, and high-ranking officials won’t be hanging around.”

It was a very realistic plan.

It was Evans who had the power of a 7th-tier fighter, and at the same time he had Tottenham’s pistol.

“Until then, you can just live by tasting and enjoying it.”

Evans smiled faintly.

The secretly occupied village of Priolo.

He was gradually becoming satisfied with his palace.

And the most representative of these was related to food.

“It’s really a big deal because my taste has become sophisticated. When I think about the things I ate in London… ugh.”

A meal prepared for each meal by the residents of Priolo.

Thanks to this, Evans has now completely adapted to the tastes of local Italians.

Bam!

Evans, who was starting to feel hungry, got up.

“Now that I think about it, it’s already meal time.”

Chomp!

He wore a suit jacket and had a pistol tucked into the back of his pants.

Evans, wearing a large fedora, whistled as he left the house.

“What kind of dish awaits us today?”

Marco was Evans’ most trusted chef.

Of course, I couldn’t always be satisfied because the supply of materials was not good, but at least I was never disappointed.

Every time I ate his cooking, I vowed never to return to London again.

Kkieii···

As I opened the door to Marco’s restaurant and stepped inside, a familiar sight caught my eye.

“Yeah, yeah.”

His demands were fully reflected.

Instead of leaving the windows open, turn off all lights in the house except in the kitchen.

After you have served the food on time, don’t let even a single ant wander around the restaurant.

Evans nodded.

“The owner here definitely takes good care of everything. But···”

I felt a bit uneasy.

It’s clearly no different than usual, but I have a vague feeling that something has changed.

but······

“Hey… what is all this?”

As soon as I saw the table set with food, those thoughts disappeared as if washed away.

From the left, Marco’s special carbonara pasta, margherita pizza, and lastly, steaming hot espresso coffee.

“Hehehe, Marco, you cute little guy… How on earth did you get all those ingredients? Alright… From now on, I’ll definitely take care of you.”

Knock knock!

Evans quickly grabbed a chair.

Then, holding the utensils in both hands, he gulped.

So, when I first dug my fork deep into the carbonara…

“······??”

Jiing!

On the table, three small blue holes appeared.

“what’s this?”

and,

“Oh, no!”

The carbonara was topped with milk and cream, the margherita pizza was topped with finely chopped fresh pineapple, and the strong espresso was topped with cool water.

“······”

Evans is thoroughly accustomed to the taste of ‘Italy’.

It was a combination that he absolutely, absolutely could not tolerate, but he was gradually getting beyond that level.

‘How long will it last?’

The milk, water, and pineapple that covered the table washed over Evans like a wave, soaking his suit as he waited for the rare prey.

By the time fresh milk splashed around his face and dainty pineapple chunks were piled like popcorn on his handkerchief…

“That is······”

Evans noticed a new, massive portal appearing before his eyes.

“no!”

The scream of the guy that sounds like a stabbing sound.

It seems like he really liked the meal I prepared for him.

Meanwhile, Marco was reunited with his nephew, Lorenzo, in the subspace with a bewildered expression.

I left them alone and went back out of the portal.

“Did you eat well?”

With warm greetings.

The guy covered in milk and cream made eye contact with me for a while.

The dictator of Priolo, who had been looking back and forth between the portal behind him and me, suddenly…

“Pa, Pax FC!?”

“hmm?”

I revealed my identity with my own mouth and quickly got up from my seat.

“Oh······”

I don’t know what trick he used, but in the meantime, the bastard’s form disappeared.

A situation where you clearly made eye contact with each other, but you can’t even remember what the other person looked like.

I looked around and saw that the restaurant door was wide open.

“Showing off tricks······”

A guy who chose to run away without warning while hiding his body.

But there was no way to escape.

Because one of the Holy Spears that had already been fired with was chasing after the bastard.

Chunk. Chunk.

I slowly left the store, walking across the restaurant floor covered in milk, cream, and pineapple slices…

“Hey, you punk. Shouldn’t you be paying for the meal?”

“Keuhuuuuugh···!”

You could find the creature struggling against the wall of a building with a spear stuck in its wing.

Taang! Taang!

He raised his other hand and fired his pistol at me, but…

“···Can you handle all this? You’ll be building up karma and it won’t do you any good.”

I had already deployed the portal like a shield.

I already knew that he was using a gun, and it was human nature to not want to get shot by a BB gun, no matter how powerful it was.

Despite his nickname of Dictator of Priolo, the bastard was completely terrified.

Only then did the bastard drop the gun to the floor and start begging me.

“Please, please save me.”

“Maybe so.”

A dictator who flutters his body like a butterfly caught in a pair of tweezers.

There were many, many stories I needed to hear from the guy.

“Because I saw what you did.”

“Toton Investment···?”

“Yes, that’s right···”

His name is Evans.

He introduced himself as an appraiser for the investment firm, ‘Toton Investment’.

‘···You weren’t an Earthling. You weren’t just a simple awakened being.’

Evans poured out the information fluently.

There are already dozens of ‘investment companies’ operating in secret on Earth.

The purpose of the evaluation agents is to discover potential global powers and help them grow into businesses through investment.

Further…

“···Once you become a business, you can engage in full-scale external activities.”

It is the minimum foundation for a ‘business’ to advance into other dimensions.

Evans added in a yearning voice.

“Please trust us, sir. We will provide various support to help the people of Earth···”

“···Stop talking nonsense.”

Investors who created ‘businesses’ for Earthlings and provided them with intangible resources such as magic stones, items, and sometimes field effects.

At first glance, they seemed to be helping the Earth grow, but in fact, they were nothing more than agents of destruction.

Because it was nothing more than a money game, leaving the Earthlings struggling to survive.

further···

‘···That’s how you raise new invaders.’

A memory came to me a while ago.

Costas, a giant snake from the Sabros dimension that was caught in Incheon.

At that time, the guy predicted that we would eventually be hunting another dimension someday.

‘···Is that what you meant?’

The Chamber of Commerce is invading the Earth.

At the same time, they wanted to breed new invaders from us.

“by the way······”

After thinking for a moment, I asked Evans.

As soon as the guy saw me and the portal, he started shouting ‘Pax FC’ and started running towards me.

“Do you know me?”

“···There is almost no investment company on Earth that does not know Pax FC.”

Investment firms operating secretly across the globe.

But I found it curious that those who were supposedly searching for the jade of the Earth had never approached me even once before.

I thought Pax FC was still lacking in power, but after listening to Evans, it seemed like that wasn’t the case.

“It’s because of Barnaul. No matter how much Pax FC is coveted, there is no investment company that wants to be in Barnaul.”

“ah······”

The dimension of the black magicians that have been clashing since they started in Europe.

The head-on clash with Pax FC seemed to be an open secret among investors.

With the Space Mafia wide open, it would have been difficult to treat Pax FC kindly.

“You said the headquarters was in London?”

“Yes? Yes! That’s right.”

Even so, it was truly disappointing.

I’ve been trying my best to grow Pax FC into a business, but you didn’t give me a hand because of that little conflict.

I felt like I had to meet these guys first.

Whether they want it or not.

I picked up Evans’ pistol from the floor and spoke to the guy who was looking at me with anxious eyes.

“Don’t worry. I won’t kill you.”

“Excuse me?”

“First of all, me?”

“······yes?”

Thud thud.

As we slowly stepped back, the residents of Priolo began to appear one by one around us.

Dozens of residents, coming out from the alleys and alleyways, trees and bushes, soon surrounded Evans, and they all, without exception, ground their teeth at him.

“A dog like this dog …

“You killed my brother. Do you know that?”

Evans, the dictator who fenced off the peaceful village and lightly pressed the trigger according to his taste.

The tragedy of Priolo was now to be resolved by its inhabitants.

“···Hey, wait a minute! Sir! Sir!”

I decided to slowly retrieve the spear stuck in him tomorrow.

At least today, the people here will have to use it.

Apart from that···

‘I guess that’s what business means.’

It wasn’t all about field effects.

Making the Earth, which was under invasion, into a new invader.

To enable us to stand on equal footing with the enemies invading Earth.

Maybe then···

“It might allow the invaders to invade back in the future.”

This was the first step towards that.

Investors who neglected Pax FC.

And London, where one of them, Toton Investments, is located.

I was determined to rip that ‘investment’ off of them.

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