Martin soon found a different building again. He was surprised to see where he found it. He didn't expect a place like this in a world like this. This new place he ca wasn't as uncivilized as he thought.
"Job Application Center Vetkam"
It was the inscription on the building, and there were very few people in and out. That was normal. After all, if one person lives in Sword Blade City, he had to be in the stage where he already owns a business or a job.
Martin went inside after taking a deep breath. the first thing that affected him inside was the sll of beautiful flowers. A very spacious sll had co to his nose and made him feel comfortable. At the sa ti, it wasn't just the case. Unlike the statues and symbols that existed inside the building - the Job Application Center showed what a powerful place and organization Vetkam was.
With slow steps in no ti, he confronted the young man standing behind a long L table and began to talk.
"Hi, I'm a Shapeshifter and looking for a job."
The young man had first scoured Martin and went through it, "What's this poor doing here?" But with Martin's words, his thinking had changed with a complete one and he began to speak with a smile on his face.
"Hello, I'll give you a piece of paper. If you fill in your simple information on this paper, I can help you. Paper costs 1 silver."
Martin raised his eyebrows and smiled lightly. So that's how they made money, and that's how they could afford a strong place.
His thought was that way, but he didn't say anything. Then, after extending the silver money to the young man, he looked at the paper given to him by the young man.
"Na"
"Level"
"Where to work"
- Signature - (Vetkam) - Signature ( )
Martin approved it with his head. The reason this employnt center, called Vetkom, wanted 1 silver money as paper money. Thanks to this signature, it could prove to have a real level and power, and finding a job was extrely relaxed. Martin's seen these things in his old world.
Although Vetkam was an employnt company by na, it was a company that provides reference services to more institutions and organizations. In short, if a person was sent by Vetkam, you could be sure that that person could do the job.
Martin smiled after thinking about where he wanted to work after writing his na. Then he wrote the first place he could think of.
"Dark Sword Academy"
After writing where he wanted to work, he simply wrote "D-V-L" in the signature section and handed the paper back to the young man.
After taking the paper, the teenager examined it with his eye tip and began to sweat slightly on his head. The young man who appeared in front of him wrote on paper that he was lord level shapeshifter. The young man didn't think it was a lie in any way, but he still seriously surprised him. There were at least 10 million people all over the city, and the number of Lord Segregated ones would not exceed 30. A Lord Level Shapeshifter, especially looking for work, was sothing unheard of.
The young man who took the paper started talking with a fake smile on his face that was much bigger than before.
"My lord, you have to co with to prove your level. After our officer has confird your level, you can go to The Dark Sword Academy, where you want, and set up a direct call."
After Martin made a confirmation sign with his head, he began to watch the teenager.first they climbed a long ladder, and after a while in a simple but classic and beautiful-looking corridor made of wood, the young man knocked on a green door and said, "I'm going to have to do sothing about it." He went in. Followed by Martin.
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The person in the room was a young woman. The woman, who looked 30 years old at the most, had a beautiful face. Even though he sat down, his physique looked pretty good.
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The woman smiled slightly and looked at Martin, after looking at the young man. Then he turned his eyes to the young man again and spoke.
"Avin, you didn't co without normal knowledge. I think the real reason you ca in this way is that he's the young man next to him."
Avin began to speak after swallowing and making a confirmation sign with his head.
"Director Selea, my lord's na next to is Martin. He wrote on his paper that he was at Lord Level. I want you to confirm and sign his paper."
Along with the words of a young man nad Avin, the green-haired woman nad Selaa severely opened her eyes and began examining Martin.
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