Number One Dungeon Supplier

"Prime Minister!" Diego and the other ministers within the phone call were reining in through the shock from what he had proposed. They were not too concerned by his generosity but the fact that their country had not been doing well economically and throwing money just like that to a foreigner was not the most ideal development of a solution.

Too many of the ministers that were on the call, they were still sceptical about how Jin could really clear this hurdle or now.

"Now you are talking to my tune," Jin said and asked for a contract to be filled up immediately A simple IOU would be sufficient or at least in writing and not just verbal agreement. Instead, the Prime Minister of Italy rejected that notion and asked for a bank account to submit the money immediately. Obviously, Jin did not give a bank account that could be traced back to his own.

Claire and Qiu Yue had opened various bank accounts at the time that he had gone missing.

With the aid of the System, they nearly have an account in every major country that will allow the transfer of funds much more easily, or letting that money grow quietly in one corner of the world. This was no exception as the System gave Jin the number needed for the Italian Prime Minister to key in the numbers.

"Are you okay to say the numbers out loud?" The Prime Minister asked and Jin merely said that he did not have to worry about that. So long the money had been transferred, that is none of the Prime Minister's business in a polite way.

However, when the System revealed the amount for Jin to double check, he could not believe his eyes. While the Prime Minister did say that he was giving out from his pocket a cheque of three million euros, what he saw was that he had wired 15 million instead.

"Sir, I think the number is wrong," Jin asked with a hardy tone to show that this was not the first time he was handling such a big number.

"I will redeem it through the treasury. This is an emergency, I trust that you do your job?" The PM asked and Jin started to smile. "Leave it to us. Mdm. Please show me the way. All I need is to be within the 10 kilometre radius." The conversation dropped and what was left was the PM with the other ministers alongside Diego within the conversation.

"Are you mad? Now I can see that you are truly not fit for the post." The defence minister exclaimed and the rest of the ministers chimed in, citing their distrust of the prime minister after what he had done. Yet, Diego who was still on his way back to Italy, merely spoke out of concern.

"If the PM had made his decision to be that way and decided to shoulder the burden of the crisis, we do not have the right to make any judgement. Let's focus on getting the checkpoints up so that when the people were to exit the dimensional instance, we would be able to handle it." Diego suggested not to play the finger pointing game and start to act like responsible adults.

The voice chats slowly died down and the prime minister only said a few words in resonance with what Jin and the other female agent had portrayed.

'Sworn to protect the nation.'

This was all that was needed to remind him and now hopefully to the rest of the ministers within the call to answer. If they were to swallow and keep their pride a little (and a heck lot of money), they might get through this unprecedented crisis.

In the meantime, Jin told the rest that they had to postpone the discussion of the Pandapolis problem for a while longer. Rex was the first to say that he believed that was a good idea but in actual fact, there were a lot of things to digest from the previous discussion as well as the fact that Evon was way too busy to care about them for now to enter the meeting.

"The more pertinent question is do you need our help?" Pei asked and Jin thought about it for a moment.

"I think it's best to have you guys with me. After all, I am just a Grade 4 cultivator, you remember?" Jin jest but the female agent was shocked by the revelation of his grade. She immediately tried to grab him but before she could, she realised her vision was upside down and eventually went dark."

"I guess I should not just say out my cultivation," Jin said as he was the one who had literally turned her over and put the female agent down. Even though he did ask her to lead the way, it was a formality done by Jin himself to maintain a decent image of the dungeon supplier to the ministers of Italy.

When the charade was over, Jin did not need her help as he had already secretly asked some other fox who had been a busybody and perhaps with some ADHD deficit to do the scouting.

"Aye, the place is in a shit hole. Everyone looked like they had been overdosed by the void energy aura but as you had 'commanded', I had identified the spot where my foxes can stand so that you can take over their chi for the creation of that huge ass dimensional instance that you had been wanting.

"Thanks for making this request, Kraft."

"No thanks needed. All I needed is a meeting with that defence minister. He seemed like an ass and I wished to toy with him. Maybe set up a meeting with him?" Kraft chuckled but Jin knew that he could not guarantee it and merely agreed that he would attempt to do so.

And when Jin looked at the System to see the required radius that they needed to cover, he felt that it was not enough. Diego had made it sound so simple that they could create the dimensional instance with just a click of the finger.

What about the citizens and rescue staff who were working their asses and who were not privy to this new development? There were no 'higher' authorities to deal with the citizens once they had entered the dimensional instance.

They would get even confused by the sudden change in environment and the cut off of communication due to the nature of the dimensional instance would make things even more chaotic.

And it seems like the planners of this particular plan were not as ideal as Jin thought it would be. All Diego gave was just a rough plan with no followup team to coordinate the rescue operation. It was as if they would decide or let the rescue and perhaps hospital teams that were handling the load to handle the rest of the situation.

Why not make it easier for them to pile a heck lot of bodies at those checkpoints and get them to handle it right in front of their doorstep?

That was why Jin did not pluck that initial cost of 10 million euros from the skies. If he was to create a dimensional instance to help with the rescue operations and relieve the healthcare staff who suddenly had an influx of unconscious people, he got to have to have the money to do it.

Obviously, 10 million was more than sufficient to break even as the System was already churning out the numbers when Jin had rejected the ministers.

He knew that they would call back but at the same time, it also gave the System some time to do the cost breakdown if they were to provide fairly comprehensive healthcare and holding services for the city of Rome.

It was then the System stated that there were only a few percentage points for profit and Jin already believed that was the best deal they could get if the ministers agreed to it. Even if the ministers did not trust his dimensional instance, he would still work to get the dimensional instance up and get the shit done.

After all, it felt that it was his duty to aid the people even though he was not of the same nation, not of the same clan. One could say that he might have felt a little guilty for not getting enough information from Farasha that had caused this side effect to knock almost every single person in Rome unconscious. But the main reason was mainly because he could do it.

The Dungeon Supplier had the resources and knew how much he was able to utilise to aid the rest. Of course, he could have done it as a service but he was ultimately a businessman through and through. He needed to let them know that there was a certain limit to his philanthropy.

That was why, he was also a tad surprised they were able to get the money wired almost immediately and since the money had already been taken and placed within his pockets, Jin got to start working.