Nick nervously sat down.
He knew that sothing was up since Wyntor was taking on a very distant and professional tone.
"What's up?" Nick asked.
Wyntor took hold of the copy of the tal plate Nick had made the day before and showed it to Nick. "This."
Nick raised an eyebrow.
"I know that yesterday was a special day and all since Jenny needed the money quickly, but you can't just forge my signature. If I wanted to, I could sue you and get all of your money," Wyntor said.
"But everything was correct, right?" Nick asked. "So, there are no issues."
Wyntor slightly shook his head. "Yes, the amount was correct, but you went too far and ddled with my job. I never ddle with your job since it's your job."
"Nick, you cannot hand out money to people in the na of the company. You do not have the right or the power to do that," Wyntor said with a serious voice.
Nick furrowed his brows. "Then, what should I have done? She needed the money."
"Call ," Wyntor said. "I told you how you can reach . Just call . I would have arrived within 30 minutes and would have given her the money."
Nick looked a bit uncomfortable. "You've worked for nearly 16 hours yesterday. I didn't want to waste another hour of your ti."
"I get where you are coming from," Wyntor said, "but you can't just hand out money. If there is an ergency like the one yesterday, call . It doesn't matter what happened before that. If there is a genuine ergency, you always need to call ."
Nick sighed. "Fine. I won't ddle in your tasks anymore, Wyntor."
Wyntor smiled and nodded. "Then, there are no issues, Nick."
The next mont, Wyntor took out a tal plate and handed it to Nick. "I will give Jenny her money at the sa ti as you. In general, I look at the revenue from yesterday and hand you two the money at about 2 p.m. When you're both here."
Nick nodded and took the tal plate.
He could see the number 1,800 on it.
Since Nick produced seven grams of Zephyx, he got 1,400 credits for his own work, and since he was the Chief Zephyx Extractor, he also got 10% of what Jenny produced, which was another 400 credits.
1,800 credits in a day.
That was a lot, even for the people in the Outer City.
Usually, people in the Outer City earned between 1,500 and 4,000 credits per month.
Nick was making 1,800 per day.
Sure enough, being a Zephyx Extractor was extrely lucrative.
Nick took the tal plate and pocketed it.
"Everything going well with Jenny?" Wyntor asked.
Nick nodded. "Nothing to complain about."
"Good," Wyntor answered with a smile.
After so more small talk, Nick left Wyntor's office and went to Horua.
When Nick entered Horua's room, he saw Pator cleaning up.
After greeting each other, Pator told Nick about the next candidates.
Nick told Pator to send them to his room in 30 minutes one by one, as always.
30 minutes later, a person walked into Nick's room, and the two of them talked about many things over the next hour.
Sadly, the candidate seed quite fidgety and nervous, which ant that he most likely wasn't a fit for the position of Zephyx Extractor.
The second person wasn't any better.
The third person seed a bit weird. Just to be careful, Nick refused them.
After dealing with Horua again and eating so things, Nick went to wake up Jenny, and the two of them went ho.
This was how a normal day for Nick went.
He woke up, worked with the Drear, talked a bit with Jenny, got his money, dealt with Horua, interviewed a couple of people, talked with Jenny again, dealt with Horua one more ti, and went to sleep.
One day.
About two weeks later, Nick finally found a third candidate.
His na was Trevor, and he also ca from the Dregs.
Trevor seed to be quite a confident individual who smirked a lot.
He was pretty good at socializing and seed to be the center of every gathering.
So people perceived him to be annoying, but others found him to be charming and amusing.
When he t the Drear for the first ti, he mostly smiled bitterly and cracked several jokes.
Apparently, that was his thod of coping with intense fear and stressful situations. He was just laughing and trying to lighten the spirits of everyone.
Luckily, Trevor managed to work with the Drear without issues, and eight hours later, he woke up with his new ability.
Just like Jenny, Trevor could put people to sleep and observe part of their dreams.
When Wyntor t Trevor, he thought that the Drear's ability fit him very well.
Jenny was very straightforward and honest, which ant that deception was not in her blood.
However, Trevor was different.
Trevor had a very loud and direct personality, and he was good at masking his intentions.
If Wyntor ever needed so kind of secret agent, Trevor would be a much better fit than Jenny.
From now on, Trevor would take the shift from 10 p.m. to 6 a.m.
This ant that the Drear's output had reached its maximum potential.
Per day, Nick produced seven grams of Zephyx, Jenny produced four grams of Zephyx, and Trevor produced five grams of Zephyx for a total of 16 grams of Zephyx.
That ant Dark Dream was bringing in 16,000 credits per day!
For one more month, everyone worked with the Drear.
That was when Wyntor wanted to talk to Nick again.
With the money now flowing in and the Drear being worked with at full efficiency, it was now ti to expand.
They needed a second Specter.
Sadly, since the company wasn't earning enough to create a full team of Investigators, it was once more up to Nick to find the next Specter.
But this ti, it wouldn't be as easy.
At least, that was what Nick thought.
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