Raphael transferred him some money.
[The middleman is so complicated—they say such unpleasant things, yet they still pay as agreed!]
"This is what I deserve."
[Makes sense, let's go spend it!]
"What do you want to buy?"
[This entire underground mall is full of good stuff; I've seen quite a few interesting shops along the way. Join me for a stroll!]
"It's your money, do as you please."
Sora bought John three days' time; within the time frame, even if he wants to count cockroaches in the gutter, that would be fine.
[Mission objective update:]
[Complete the transaction in the East District Underground Mall. 0/3]
John turned back and dove into the underground passage.
To be precise, Sora eagerly plunged into this scum-filled illegal market.
The AI's eyes never forget.
It remembered every gimmick sellers used to attract customers when it first scanned the shops.
His nostrils flared slightly.
The complex components in the air excited the AI immensely.
