A strange world

Chapter 424 Section 82. Torture of the Purchasing Department

The street barbecue sprinkled with spices was handed to Annan.

Annan took a bite with satisfaction and replied to Olin: "What I eat is not food, but memories."

"...I want one too."

I don't know whether it was Annan's emotions or "The Fall of the Wizard's Tower" that touched her. Olin, who showed sadness after coming out of the theater, also asked for a piece. She and Annan stood on the roadside and took a bite without looking like a nobleman at all.

"I can't eat it."

"Because these are my memories."

Whether it's magical images or food, they are the few things that make Annan homesick. But just like the magic image adapted beyond recognition, the barbecue mixed with different aromas, without exception, told Annan that he could not go back.

"I always thought you were like the other lords."

The magical image allowed Olin to see a different Annan - the charming side.

"Let's go to the purchasing department."

Annan, who has a huge sum of money, seems to have evil intentions towards everyone now.

Orin took out her handkerchief and wiped the corners of her mouth gracefully, then got on her horse and headed to the Imperial Procurement Department. She occasionally slowed down a little and looked at Annan by the window, seeming to compare with the vague figure in her heart.

The appearance of the Imperial Procurement Department is like a piece of iron felt, and the footsteps of the standard leather boots of the Imperial officials coming and going make people feel solemn.

Olin took Annan to the hall on the iron felt side.

This place doesn't look as spacious as the outside, because it is divided into different reception rooms, and the figures entering and exiting the hall are either nobles or rich people.

Oulin got a pale golden wood chip for Annan - what distinguished it from other wood chips was that there was no number on it.

"Go into any room and tell the supplies officer what you want."

"You won't come with me?"

"You are also eligible to apply once."

Annan had no choice but to walk into a room by himself. Ou Lin stopped outside and listened to Annan's voice coming from inside:

"I am Annan Reeves, and I would like to apply for an arcane energy core."

The supplies officer didn't even look up: "Please take out your number plate."

Annan handed over the pale golden wood piece. The supplies officer's attitude became better, but he still didn't raise his head: "Please take out your high-level supplies order."

"what is that?"

The material officer seemed to have faced this question countless times: he answered in a formulaic and smooth manner, "The high-level material order is the voucher required to purchase high-level materials. You can apply for the high-level material order at the handling department."

Annan didn't want to know what it was, he just wanted to get his entrance qualification to the Floating City as soon as possible.

"Do you know me?"

The supplies officer lazily raised his eyelids: "Champion Warlock? That's great. My daughter likes your Jack very much."

A good start.

Annan showed Jack's charming smile: "Thank you, is she also a student of the Royal Academy of Magic in Montreal?"

"No." The supplies officer lowered his head again, as if there was something attracting him on the parchment in front of him, "Please apply for a high-level supplies order first, and the next one-"

"I am the Champion Warlock..." Annan hinted.

"Sorry, this is the Imperial Procurement Department!" the material officer yelled, as if Annan was the one who broke the rules, "No one has privileges in the Procurement Department!"

"Feel sorry……"

Annan almost had respect for the material officer - if he hadn't seen the scene of his laziness earlier.

After exiting the room, Annan looked at Ou Lin helplessly: "You still have to come."

"I won't succeed either." Orin shook her head.

"You will, because your last name is Montreal. Without you, it might take me a few days just to queue up."

Annan had never experienced a similar situation, but Ingrid said it many times with an expression of disgust towards moths - even Xingyue Bay at that time could not avoid it.

"How about a bet. If he sells it to you, use your quota to buy it."

Annan realized that this was a good opportunity if he didn't pick up the money when he went out.

But Ou Lin didn't make this bet with Annan. She left briefly and came back briefly, bringing the high-end material order Annan needed.

"Actually, I won..."

Annan took the high-level supplies order that Ou Lin had obtained without much effort, and returned to the room without saying anything.

"I brought a high-level supplies order." Annan said.

The supplies officer didn't even raise his head: "Please take out your number plate."

"Oh shit..."

…

Annan sat at the table again and handed the number plate and high-level supplies order to the supplies officer in turn.

The material officer put a form together with the high-level material order: "Mr. Annan Reeves, your application has been approved. Please pay the purchase fee, 440,000 gold coins.

"Isn't it four hundred thousand gold coins?"

The material officer said formulaically: "According to the "Remote Tax Increase Act" submitted by the Ministry of Military Affairs passed by the empire on December 1, 999 in the Saint Laurent calendar, you have to pay an additional 10% tax, which means a total of 440,000 coins will be spent. Kinnar buys.”

"Far tax imposed on the purchaser?"

The supplies officer didn't answer the stupid question.

"Everyone wants it?"

"Everybody wants it."

"I'm going out for a moment." Annan snatched the number plate and high-level supplies order before the supplies officer could react, and returned to Ou Lin.

"Did you hear everything?"

"Come in with me."

Oulin directly took Annan's things and entered the room: "I need an arcane energy core."

What made her heart sink was that the material officer who raised his head immediately started getting ready in a flattering manner, asking for nothing.

"Why not give it to Annan?" she couldn't help but ask.

"Uh... Your Highness, we have to follow the rules-"

"Don't make excuses for me."

Ou Lin has never seen it, but it’s not that she doesn’t know about it.

The material officer showed a cautiousness that Annan had never seen before: "Your Highness, his recent limelight has made some big shots dissatisfied..."

A strange sound came from the side, and Annan shook his shoulders and laughed evilly.

"Don't be like an idiot." Olin said angrily, frowning and continuing to ask: "So you deliberately targeted him?"

"Absolutely not! Your Highness, I am doing everything according to the rules!"

"Okay, give me the proof of purchase."

"Okay, a total of four hundred thousand gold coins..."

"Four hundred thousand?"

"That's right, Your Highness, members of the royal family do not need to pay distant taxes..."

From then on, until Annan successfully received the purchase certificate, Olin's eyebrows did not relax.

Looking at the parchment in his hand, after working for almost a whole morning, Annan finally got the purchase certificate for the arcane energy core.

"How did you know?"

Orin asked on the way to the other side of the "iron felt".

"It should be said that you don't know." Annan took the opportunity to ridicule Ou Lin, who was mocking her lack of knowledge.

"Is this common?"

"To be honest, I don't know either." Annan sighed, "Neither you nor I are ordinary people. But I know that the bottom nest has always existed."

Olin stopped talking next. Rushing to the warehouse, Annan handed over the purchase certificate and paid 400,000 gold.

"We will deliver the goods to your address within a day."