SSS-Class Profession: The Path to Mastery

Evelyn handed me my updated worker ID, but I wasn't finished here.

I placed the briefcase full of money on the table and looked her straight in the eye.

"I need one more thing."

Her gaze flicked to the case, then back to me. "You're already getting compensation and a rank adjustment. What else could you possibly want?"

"A union paper."

Silence.

Evelyn's neutral expression didn't change, but the shift in her posture told me everything. She was calculating—measuring the weight of my request.

Union papers were extremely valuable. They weren't just work permits; they gave a worker voting rights on industry-wide policies, safety regulations, and even leadership decisions. In the hands of someone like me, they were a tool. A weapon.

And she knew it.

Her fingers tapped against the desk. "Why?"

I smirked. "To deal with Nathan."