Early morning.
Ed, neatly dressed, stood at the door of the living room, looking at Jason, who was sleeping soundly atop a pile of documents on the table.
It seems treasure hunting is not an easy job for most people, He thought while shaking his head, without his system, his life wouldn't be much different than Jason.
"Are you ready to go for a walk in the city?" Elena's voice came from behind. Ed nodded without looking back, still staring at Jason and wondering if he should play a small prank on him.
"Yes. To get familiar with the area first," He spoke absentmindedly.
"Wait a moment," With that, Elena quickly returned to her room. When she came out, she was holding a crystal disc, which she handed to Ed. "Hold this. It will allow us to find your location if anything unexpected happens, or if we need to deliver information."
Ed took the crystal disc, about the size of a golf ball, and nodded, though confusion was clearly written on his face. He had no idea how the thing worked, and currently it seemed to offer only an incoming service, not outgoing.
But since Elena didn't explain its mechanism, and as a man a decade older than her, his ego didn't let him ask a junior, no matter how beautiful she is. So he simply said goodbye to Elena, "accidentally" poured a glass of water that appeared in his hand out of thin air onto Jason, and ran away before Jason could realize what had happened.
With a satisfied smile, Ed walked toward the city via the country roads. He took a small path to the back of the city and entered through the rear gate.
As soon as he entered, the scene was much worse than Ed had imagined. Low, somewhat dilapidated houses of wood and stone stood everywhere, some with broken wooden roofs. Various stalls were scattered on both sides, their wares haphazardly displayed. The road itself was broken and pitted, with horse droppings everywhere.
Most residents were farmers in simple linen clothes, looking very poor. Many didn't even wear shoes, and their children wore tattered rags like beggars. At least the women wore complete clothing; it seemed the men feared some big shot might cast a lustful eye on their women, so they prioritized buying good, untattered clothes for them.
Ed's own rather neat clothes, neat in name only, and very cheap, still seemed out of place. As a result, he received special treatment. Everyone was afraid to look at him directly, let alone make eye contact, and they subconsciously moved aside to make way. He had no doubt that if he suddenly shouted at a random person, they would have a mini heart attack.
Passing through the chaotic crowd, Ed came to a low inner city wall, about four meters high, which ran across the city's middle. He walked along the avenue toward its main gate.
This wall wasn't guarded like the outer one; only two soldiers stood at the entrance, their main job to block uninvited poor guests who tried to enter empty-handed. They looked Ed up and down, noted his decent clothes and weapons, frowned, and motioned for him to approach.
"People who are not dressed appropriately are not allowed to enter," One guard said sternly as Ed reached them.
Just as Ed wondered if the guard had a problem with his eyes, he couldn't understand what was meant by "not good enough", he saw the guard raise his spear and point it at a poor man behind him.
Phew. So they were talking to him. The bastards could have said that earlier, Ed thought, complaining internally and giving the guards an angry glare before passing through the heavy stone door into the inner city.
The scene before him suddenly became beautiful. White marble buildings stood next to clean, tidy streets with well-designed stone roads and beautifully made houses painted light pink, light blue, and off-white.
Neat streets were lined with various exquisite shops, surrounded by lush, exotic vegetation. Flowers on both sides emitted a fragrant aroma. There were no roadside stalls in sight. Beautiful carriages traveled the roads at a light speed, carefully avoiding excessive noise and accidents.
Well-dressed men strolled with ladies and girls wearing colorful clothes and jewelry, some were simply walking treasure troves. There wasn't a single poorly dressed civilian or homeless person in sight. The entire city seemed as beautiful as if it had come from a fairy tale.
Now this is the place I belong to, Ed thought. Such fresh air, beautiful scenery wherever the eye goes, beautiful ladies with figures hot enough to drive any man crazy... and they're all sugar mommies. Put your dick inside even one of them, and you'd never need to worry about food or clothing again.
I hope after a few days of hard work, I'll find someone who needs a young man like me to add some color to her black-and-white life. Thinking this, Ed looked at the beautiful scene before him, straightened his clothes, and walked slowly along the street with a bright smile.
He walked along the edge of the street, looking at the exquisite shops nearby. Most sold various clothing, accessories, and luxury products for women, clearly targeting those in whose hands most of the money resided, and whom one needed to please to fill their own pockets.
There were also a variety of restaurants with all kinds of luxurious and delicious-looking food, but a casual glance at the prices was enough to calm Ed's poor stomach.
With a quick assessment of the items in the shops, Ed knew he couldn't just enter and buy at will, and most weren't useful to him anyway. And if he needs something, who can stop a magician from making things vanish without anyone realizing or leaving a clue behind?
"This city is really beautiful. There are no poor homeless beggars looking at me with hungry gazes. I really want to live here," Said a beautiful young woman with a plump figure and super-attractive giant buttocks. She wore a simple, hot red dress and quite a few golden jewels. She walked arm-in-arm with a man several years older, who was gulping down his saliva hard every time he squeezed her buttock.
Hearing her request, the man paused. He reached out, tapped the tip of the young woman's nose to make her look at him, stole a deep kiss on her juicy red lips, and spoke with a chuckle.
"Silly, there is no such beautiful city in the world." Then, ignoring her confused expression, he began kissing her passionately, unconcerned they were outside on the road and not in their house.
"Tsk, bastards. If I don't take revenge, I'll regret it for months," Muttered Ed, who had unfortunately been walking behind them and witnessed their bold showcase and perverted display.
While they were busy exchanging saliva and exploring each other's bodies, he walked behind the woman. Using excellent hand movement knowledge, he easily removed the golden necklace with a blue gem from her neck and walked away whistling.
Everything happened naturally in a matter of seconds. No one saw or understood anything, and he earned a lot of money from a simple act of revenge.
This is why I like rich cities the most. The money is everywhere; you just need to be skilled in your hand movement and timing. I hope this will bring me a nice amount of money, Ed thought with a smile, continuing down the road.
Then he wandered around the city for a while, teaching a few more perverted couples the lesson that they shouldn't torture a single dog like him in public.