Field career.

The bartender's words interrupted Boluogo's thoughts.

"You can call me Vika...so what do you need?"

Vika motioned for others to come and mix drinks, while he stood in front of Boluogo, leaning on the bar with both hands.

"Norm Ward," Bologg put aside all the messy thoughts. The first priority now is to perform the task, "I want to know where his clinic is?"

Vika was silent for a few seconds, seeming to be recalling the information related to Norm Ward. After a brief thought, he said.

"Then what should you give in exchange for this information?"

Boluogo was stunned. Vika seemed to understand Boluogo's expression. He laughed a few times and then said.

"You think this information should be given to you for free, don't you?"

"It's just an address."

Boluogo felt that he was in some trouble. Lebius had never told him this at all, or was it that this guy actually had a grudge against Lebius and was deliberately making things difficult for him?

"Well... you don't quite understand the rules of Wandering Cross Road." Vika maintained a friendly attitude.

"Rules? In this chaotic land, are there any so-called rules?"

"certainly."

Vika answered, and at the same time another man came over. He glanced at Bologo, then looked at Vika, then placed a coin on the bar and pushed it towards Vika.

"Vika, I'll pay you back the tax money. Thank you last month."

After the man finished speaking, he left without looking back. Boluogo was a little confused by this scene. He looked at the coin and asked, "Pay taxes? Just one coin?"

Vicca said nothing, but pushed the coin to Bologo.

Boluogo picked up the coin. Unlike the currency he was familiar with, this coin was not a currency in circulation, but something similar to a commemorative coin.

The front of the coin is engraved with countless threads, which are gathered together and become a cumbersome ball of thread, which seems to be pregnant with something.
Chapter completed!