Life in North America, you call this an autopsy officer?!

Public food is still the best.

He came up from the underground floor, originally to get Old Hardenn to sell him a perspective hack at a cheaper price, so he could give the players who had tormented him a technological shock.

Seeing Brian’s distracted look, he smiled and sidled over, "Brian, buddy, what are you thinking?"

Lazily holding a cigarette, Brian put his feet up on the desk, "Thinking about how to make money, Tom, what do you think people like us can do to legally make a lot of money?"

Tom thought for a bit and casually said,

"If it were before, definitely some part-time work, like a Funeral Director or something, as long as you collaborate with some funeral companies, you could get some orders.

But if it’s you, you might consider doing some detective work, I heard the investigative rewards for some divorce cases are pretty generous.

If you think it’s too bothersome, you could also work at a club after work, your face alone could make you rich. If all else fails, didn’t you get involved with the team leader? I heard her family is quite wealthy..."

"Get lost!"

Brian gave Tom the middle finger, "I’m serious."