I use a teleport crystal to transport back to the Crimson City, then collect the loot that has been farmed by all of the townspeople over the last four days from my body double in the guildhall. It's an additional 20% of the total necessary.
Most of the C-Grade items have been handed in by the army recruits after training hours.
Adding this to the 10% farmed earlier in the week, that's 30% of the total. At this rate, I'll have everything I need well before the deadline.
I stop by the residential area where most of the army recruits stay and send a message to the three squad leaders that training will be delayed a few hours this morning. If they'd like to train in the dungeons while I'm out, my double is there to help them, but MCP farming and supervised high floor labyrinth training won't start until I'm done with some business.
Once the word begins to spread, I crush another transport crystal and make it to the stealth bunker beneath Bri's workshop in Vice City to deliver the goods.
I give her a telepathy greeting that I've arrived, then walk up through the floors as all of her workers stay focused on their morning tasks.
She collects the raw farmed item drops, then reaches under her desk with a smile and shows me something I've been waiting for.
"Your IDs, I sourced these both from two registered hunters in the Bedrock region that went missing during a series of dangerous high C-Grade dungeon breaks a while back, one that got out of hand and monsters actually escaped to the city. Some call it the Bedrock Catastrophe. There were over a hundred casualties, and thousands injured. A few black market contacts managed to retrieve many IDs from the rubble of the break once everything was over."
She places two C-Class Hunter's Association IDs onto her desk.
"Gotta make money out of whatever you can sometimes."
One is labeled [Ray Anderson][C-Class][Grade 2 Lightning] and the other [Emrie Carter][C-Class][Grade 1 Fire].
"It's been over a year with no sightings of either of them. They had no families, no friends, and no work relationships other than a handful of merchants in the heart of Bedrock City. They were never pronounced dead or even reported missing. I have guaranteed confirmation they are dead, but looking from the outside it's a plausible story that the two of them went off grid and trained up above level 500 and have now finally resurfaced to try and take the B-Class exams. So, if anyone asks, that's where you've been."
I nod and look down at the cards again to see the pictures of two young men, both around 25 years old if I had to guess. Ray has black hair and tan skin while Emrie is more fair-skinned with bright red hair.
My gaze turns up to Bri, and I chuckle.
"Is this what you think we look like? It is pretty similar... And even the names sound like ours. Ray and Emrie? Like Jay and Ember? How'd you—"
Bri shrugs, then pushes the cards forward on the desk.
"I have quite the selection to choose from. There's a large network of identity theft in the black market beneath the eight great regions. The Dark Continent isn't the only place shady business thrives. If you gave me enough time, a few months, I could have even had perfect matches made for you. Name, face, skills, class, and even scannable to The Association, but considering you're dead to them and well known as one of the former Vice Region's Elites, I assumed some names that don't match exactly were a better fit for you two."
I nod and take the cards off the table.
"You're right. That was a good decision. Now, what's with the grading next to their names? A grade 2 lightning? And a grade 1 fire? I've never seen that before."
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[CH399+ Continued] Dungeon Diver: Stealing A Monster's Power
FantasyA story following a young hunter named Jay. He has grown up in a world where dungeons, monsters, and humans with leveling systems are a cultural norm. At the age of 20, he awakens a skill that allows him to steal the abilities of monsters. While oth...