Chapter 514 - 504: Recruitment
In the end, the elite man and Redlight practically fled.
No, to be more precise, the elite man ran ahead while Redlight chased after him.
Only after the two had left did Moira Lynch finally let out a sigh of relief. The fluctuations in her spiritual power, stirred by her anger, gradually subsided.
Just then, Moira Lynch suddenly noticed two gazes that had been fixed on her for a while.
She turned to look at Shane Rhodes and Kai York, sat down on the sofa, leaned back, and said, "If you have any questions, just ask."
"You’re really connected to SoySauceDrunkard?!"
"Can you get me an autograph from SoySauceDrunkard?!"
The two of them spoke almost in perfect unison.
Moira Lynch looked at Shane Rhodes and nodded affirmatively. "I do indeed know SoySauceDrunkard."
’Not only do I know them, we’re actually very close.’
Then she turned to Kai York next to her. "I don’t have an autograph from SoySauceDrunkard, but I can give you mine. Want it?"
Hearing this, the expression on Kai York’s face instantly shifted from anticipation to disgust. The speed of the change was astonishing.
"On second thought, never mind."
Seeing his reaction, Moira Lynch was so annoyed she laughed. ’Fine, fine, fine! You’ll regret this one day!’
「Over the next few days」
Moira Lynch transferred the Game Coins to the Cathayan Guild as agreed, using the same method as before.
At the same time, Redlight also delivered a large amount of Gold and various other gemstones to her as promised.
Watching Moira caress a gold bar, unable to put it down, Shane Rhodes couldn’t help but ask suspiciously, "Moira, were you a dragon in a past life or something? You love shiny things this much."
As soon as he finished speaking, Shane Rhodes was successfully rewarded with an eye-roll from Moira Lynch.
"You’re the dragon! Your whole family are dragons! I refuse to believe you wouldn’t get excited seeing all this."
Hearing this, Shane Rhodes looked at the large gold bar in Moira Lynch’s arms and had to admit it was indeed quite exciting.
Although Shane Rhodes had never been short on money growing up, this was the first time he had seen so many gold bars.
Especially since Moira Lynch had previously made a special request for Redlight and his people to forge an identical replica of the Monkey King’s Jingu Bang.
The moment this item was delivered, it instantly captivated the eyes of the three boys present.
But Moira Lynch imperiously took the Jingu Bang to her room and wouldn’t let anyone touch it, leaving the three of them scratching their heads in frustration.
Meanwhile, as Moira Lynch continuously exchanged her Game Coins, her name on the rich list vanished.
However, Moira Lynch clearly didn’t care about such things. After all, there were no rewards for it anyway.
Originally, Redlight had wanted to trade for more Game Coins from Moira Lynch, but she refused.
After all, a portion of this money needed to be set aside for developing her territory.
The excuse for her refusal was ready-made: SoySauceDrunkard wouldn’t allow it.
In any case, blaming everything on SoySauceDrunkard was the right move.
At first, Moira Lynch felt a bit awkward doing this, but after getting a taste of the benefits, she came to absolutely love the feeling.
All she had to do was push the responsibility for anything onto someone else, and she wouldn’t have to worry about it anymore.
’Since it’s all me anyway, I don’t feel any guilt.’
After this busy period was over, Moira Lynch began to think about how to spend the money she had on hand.
Through continuous accumulation during this time, the amount of Gold Coins, Gold, jade, and other gemstones in Moira Lynch’s possession had reached a terrifying quantity.
The Gold and gemstones were originally intended for crafting weapons, but the process was too tedious. After the novelty wore off, Moira Lynch grew impatient with crafting.
Besides, she had now found a better method for mass-producing items—one that was easier, less trouble, and had a higher success rate.
Even though she had a better way, Moira Lynch felt it was a bit of a waste to just leave these materials sitting in her storage space and wanted to put them to use.
However, this was clearly not something she could do on her own. Professional work required professionals.
With that in mind, Moira Lynch opened the system panel and posted a recruitment notice under the identity of SoySauceDrunkard.
[Seeking skilled artisans. Non-players. Looking for several people, including goldsmiths/silversmiths, weavers, embroiderers, master jade carvers, etc. Priority given to inheritors of intangible cultural heritage. Excellent compensation, room and board provided...]
The terms Moira Lynch offered could be described as extremely generous, but there was one condition: the work environment was completely isolated.
Moira Lynch decided to send these people to Cloudsea Planet, allowing them to focus on their craft without any disturbances.
As for their living quarters, it would naturally be the Elf Tree House.
The moment this recruitment post was published, it immediately caused a huge uproar.
Although many people had now emigrated to Veridian Prime, aside from children, the majority were players. Their common characteristic was that they were young.
But for a craftsman to elevate their skills, they need time to let their experience settle and mature.
It was like going to a hospital to see a doctor. You have an old doctor with a wizened face and barely any hair left, and a young doctor with gold-rimmed glasses, sharp features, and deep-set eyes.
If the two stood together, anyone would choose the former without hesitation—unless you were there looking for romance.
In an instant, countless people eagerly signed up.
On Moira Lynch’s end, her private messages chimed nonstop as innumerable resumes flooded in.
Looking at these resumes, Moira Lynch added another requirement to the recruitment post: applicants needed to have their own portfolio of work or certifications.
As soon as this condition was added, the number of applicants was instantly cut in half.
Just as Moira Lynch was buried in screening resumes, Hugh Finch suddenly sought her out.
"What are you trying to do now?" Hugh Finch asked.
Without looking up, Moira Lynch replied, "You can see for yourself. I’m recruiting skilled artisans."
"I know that, of course, but why are you suddenly gathering them? This isn’t another one of your sudden whims, is it?"
Moira Lynch nodded, then shook her head. "It’s not exactly a whim. You know I collected a lot of gold, silver, jade, and whatnot before. I originally planned to use it all for crafting items, but now I have a better way to do that, so I figured I can’t just let these materials go to waste."
Hearing Moira Lynch’s explanation, a look of understanding dawned on Hugh Finch’s face.
"But that’s not right. I remember things like Gold are extremely rare in the interstellar era. Even if you don’t use the materials you’ve collected, they wouldn’t go to waste, would they?"
’So, it really is just a whim after all.’
Moira Lynch shot him an eye-roll. "Of course I know that. I just want to increase their value even more."
Now that she had explained it to this point, Hugh Finch understood what Moira Lynch meant. "You’re planning to open an interstellar shop? Have you already found a location?"