Shovels In Spades

Roughly 10-minutes later, the back door to the private room that Daz and the blue-skinned employee were in opened up.

Big Bo squeezed himself through it then summoned a chair to sit on. He was entirely naked this time save for a small speedo as far as Daz could see.

Glancing at his employee, Big Bo said, "You can go now. I'll be speaking with young Daz here alone."

Bowing very humbly, the four-armed man replied, "Of course, Manager Relox." With that, he nodded politely to Daz then left the room.

"So, a speedo?" Daz asked with a raised eyebrow.

Big Bo laughed and scratched his chest. "I was swimming. I sat through a bunch of recordings of your planet's best athletes before the system's recent coming, and I must say, I'm impressed. Your variation of the human species is low in strength but is very high in intellect. How you lot managed to come up with so many effective methods to swim and train the ability to swim will never cease to amaze me."

Daz smiled. "Thanks for the praise."

Big Bo nodded then reached out to the empty space left of himself. He clenched his fist, and as if by magic, a banana the size of Daz's forearm appeared. He peeled it then began eating it as he grinned. "So, you're not satisfied with my offer?"

"Well, yeah, that, and the system gave me a quest to try to squeeze you dry," Daz admitted honestly.

If Big Bo was aware of his first quest, Daz had no reason to believe that such a powerful player wouldn't also be aware of the second one that related to him.

"I know. Well? What are the quest requirements? I'm willing to help you complete them to the letter today after a bit of negotiating. Of course, I won't give you a single thing more than the quest specifies. The damned system bent me backwards and humiliated my wisdom more than enough last time, hahaha," Big Bo heartily laughed. He then snapped his fingers, resulting in a suit appearing around his body which was complemented by his familiar pair of glasses.

"Well, the optional goal is to get you to give me an interest-free loan of five merit stars," Daz said with a smile.

Big Bo stroked his chin and nodded. "That's doable. It's not ideal, but it's certainly doable. And the main goal is...?"

Daz's smile turned into a smirk. "To make sure the deal is more favourable towards me than it is towards you."

Big Bo's face fell, then he held it in his massive hands. "That damned system... Of course it knew I'd say that I'd fulfil the quest rewards, so if I back out now, I'll look like a liar..."

'He's lying. He doesn't give a shit. Anyway, let's stir the pot a bit more, shall we?' Daz thought. He then leaned back in his chair and casually said, "By the way, Pheldorapod seems to want to get on my good side. He did a bunch of favours for me during the auction, and he's filthy rich, so I was considering getting in touch with him via the system or via my sister."

"Really?" Big Bo seemed sceptical. "The master of the Grand System Auction took an interest in you?"

"He's got sharp senses. I'm pretty sure he figured out that the system's got a thing for me," Daz said semi-jokingly. "Oh, also, Altros seems to be more invested in me too. Here." Daz pulled out the most recent letter he'd received from the arrogant original owner of his outfit. "I got that a few days ago and it seems like Altros edited it after the auction."

Big Bo skillfully opened the letter with his fingernails and read its contents carefully. "I see." He returned the letter to Daz then rubbed the bridge of his nose. "You're getting more and more shrewd as the days pass. I get it. I need to stay on your good side since I've got competition. Fine, so shoot me a counteroffer, okay, Daz?"

Smiling devilishly, the reaper replied, "Gladly."