Chapter 2 Insurance Contract

Chapter 2 Insurance Contract

The abundant and fresh midday sun dances on the window lattice like a passionate fire element, sweeping away the darkness of the lounge. The room is sparkling, and the sun brings light and heat.

Fei Fei stretched himself, bathed himself in the sunshine and looked out the window at the busy priest Ladonna in the garden. The black and white priest's robe is wide and loose, and a necklace of contract seals symbolizing fairness and justice hangs on the chest, swinging back and forth with the priest's movements.

The sunshine and the priest made the extraordinary soul seem to be purified.

"No matter how you look at it, this teacher doesn't look like a gardener!" Feifan shook his head and sighed.

Due to his family background, garden affairs in the association are usually entrusted to Feifan, the only son of the chief gardener of the Baron family. But a little accident today caused the priest to casually come to the garden to do some pruning. Of course, the scene was terrible!

His fingers hurt. Looking at his bandaged right hand, Fei Fei suddenly remembered the yellowed golden contract.

"Where have you gone?"

Looking around, the small cabinet in front of the bed, the desk in front of the window, and all the furniture in the not-so-spacious room were clearly visible.

"Priest Ladonna, have you put away the contract in my hand when I fainted just now?" Fei Fei returned to the window and shouted to the priest in the garden at the top of his lungs.

Priest Ladonna stopped what he was doing, looked back at Fei Fei, and said, "You're awake, kid, what kind of contract? There's nothing around you when you fainted!"

Looking at the priest who turned around and continued tending the flowers and plants, Feifei knew that the contract had disappeared. The priest will not deceive him, and the priest cannot lie.

"Oh, that's right!" Leng Buding Feifan slapped himself on the head. Before he could remember the things he remembered, he found himself back in a familiar scene.

Boundless darkness, dazzling light, and the golden contract hanging above your head.

As if we were on an open, suspended prayer platform, the darkness surrounding us was about to swallow up all the light.

This, this, over and over again, made Fei Fei less afraid of any anti-physical phenomena that occurred.

"Praise God"

Feifan sat on his knees on the prayer platform, facing the bottom of the contract. He tapped his fingers twice on the straight line on his chest, then clasped his hands and prayed devoutly.

"Praise be to the great, fair and just God of Contract"

"Praise the only true God who is fair and just in this world"

"Praise be to my Lord, the rules of the covenant made and guarded"

"Thumbs up"

"enough!"

There was a "buzzing" in his ears, and Feifei looked up at the golden contract, which instantly shone brightly.

Have you spoken? Ah, no, did the gods respond to me?

Feifan was overjoyed, took two quick steps on his knees, and said, "The great god, the God of Contract, can you guide your devout believer, Feifan, back to the world that belongs to him?"

Praising over and over again, Feifan never received a single word of response.

It must have been an illusion just now, but my ears were still buzzing.

Is it because I am not pious enough and do I have to become a fanatical believer?

Then I will continue to praise the gods and use all the gorgeous words I can think of to tell the gods my thoughts.

Feifan feels weird. Although he was a sweet-talking kid in his previous life, and he was the one who got the most gifts every time someone came to charity, but when he grew up, he had never been so unrestrained, nor when he was applying for a job during his internship.

"Hey, I have to make an exception. Compared with going home, this is nothing!"

The golden contract above his head seemed to have discerned extraordinary intentions. Before he could open his mouth, it slowly fell down and its light slowly faded.

Feifan looked at the contract in front of him, and there was a light flashing across the bottom blank space.

God is indeed considerate and approachable. He knows that my eyesight is not very good, but if I am too close to my face, I cannot see clearly.

After Fei Fei stepped back a little, he finally saw the increasingly clear words on the contract.

"Complete ten insurance contracts with a deposit of one hundred dinars within ten calendar days."

100 dinars are equal to 1 Olanto silver coin, and 10 silver coins are equal to 1 Olanto gold coin.

100 dinars is roughly equivalent to 100 yuan in my hometown. The dinar coins are only the size of a small finger. An adult can pick up 200 or 300 copper dinar coins.

Feifan quickly calculated the difficulty of completing the contract in his mind. Thinking of his handsome appearance, he waved his hand: "My lord, it's done!"

"Complete the contract and grant God's blessing"

"Praise God" Hearing the word blessing, Feifan was so happy that he drew one, two dots and one line in front of him, depicting the symbol of the scales of the God of Contract.

"Failure will grant you divine punishment." The second line of the golden contract was slowly typed.

"What does divine punishment mean?" Feifan didn't know whether it was being burned at the stake or some other indescribable punishment.

Indeed, he thought that this was a world where gods existed in reality.

Is divine punishment comparable to a "forbidden curse" that destroys everything?

Feifan felt that his hands were shaking so much, his eyes passed over the words "God's Punishment" on the contract, and he was instantly frustrated.

The "ordinary world" seemed to ring in my ears.

With a flash of golden light, he returned to the room and looked at the 10 extra insurance contracts in his hand, dumbfounded.

"Bang bang bang" came the knock on the door.

When he opened the door, he saw another trainee underwriter from the association, Ful Jack.

"Hey Jack, did you sleep well? Or is it time for lunch? Is it pickled radish or salad for appetizer?"

Jack replied angrily: "Uncle Feifan, let's not talk about lunch for now. If you have nothing to do, go to the front hall and help!"

Looking at Jack, who is blond and blue-eyed, he has a standard height of five feet and five inches and weighs 180 pounds by visual inspection. Apart from a little extra fat and fat in the trainee insurance robe, he can be said to be in good shape.

Of course, there is still a gap compared to me.

It was just a joke between the two of them that Jack called Fei Fei "big man". Of course, "big man" could only be an honorific for addressing nobles and rich men. If he was overheard by the sheriff while walking on the street, a civilian would have to be whipped at least twice.

"You have to work hard, Jack!"

Patting Jack on the shoulder, Fei Fei walked towards the front hall of the association and did not forget to salute Priest Ladonna as he passed by the garden.

Walking through a long corridor, I was attracted by a building with obvious Gothic architectural style. The towering spire, large windows, and harmonious images of civilians singing praises to gods and gods loving all living beings are engraved on the glass.

Entering through a pointed archway, you arrive at the lobby.

There were four civilians lined up on both sides of the hall.

Earthy yellow linen, sparse texture. Fabrics made of this material are popular among common people. Of course, the short cloak worn on the inner and outer clothing also shows that the family is wealthier than the common people who only wear coats.

The four of them communicated in low voices in pairs as if there was no one around, not noticing the arrival of Feifan and Jack.

"Humph, heretic!"

There are many businessmen who believe in the God of Contract, and the most popular belief among the public is the God of Light.

"There is no tribunal or arbitration here. Everyone is given the right to freedom of belief, which is sacred and inviolable!"

Feifan muttered, turned around and walked towards the fat and thin people who were obviously rich.

Ten contracts in ten days, huh, here are two.

After half a day to complete one-fifth of the progress, Feifei felt that the task could be completed smoothly, and he felt instantly happy.

"Hello, gentlemen, how can I help you?"

Feifan wore a signature smile and continued without waiting for the other party's answer: "The identities of the two of you are very suitable for the new insurance contract launched by our association. You can own it for only 500 dinars."

"Oh, no, no, young gentleman. We are not here to sign an insurance contract. The gentleman next to me and I are material dealers in the territory. Your association is in some disrepair. Let's see if we can help. Busy." The fat man in front said in a loud voice.

Feifan took a look at the fat material dealer, while the thin friend next to him bowed slightly and saluted with a top hat in hand.

Damn heathen, fat heathen!

"Oh, thank you both for your kindness. At present, our association does not have a budget for repairs." Feifan, who has a professional smile, is standard, reserved, friendly, and enters the working state, refuses seriously.

"Well, may the goddess light up your night."

The skinny companion stopped the fat man who wanted to say more and drew a triangle diagonally on his chest.

A nightwalker who believes in the moon god? Impossible, there is no fat nightwalker among the troubadours.

Looking at the two people who turned to leave, Feifan said loudly with his hands drawn back:

"Praise God"

"Praise God"

After stroking the memory in his head, Fei Fei turned back to look at Jack.

I hope Jack will gain something, but looking at the plain attire of the two customers, Jack probably won't be able to do it. It's not that I'm gloating about the misfortune, but it's inevitable after reasoning.

With two snaps, the scale symbolizing the success of the insurance contract disappeared into the air.

"Why slap you in the face? Fei Fei, there should be no nasty mosquitoes in the weather now, right?" Jack was packing up the insurance contracts on the table and saw Fei Fei holding his face with both hands.

"Um, my face is a little itchy, haha. Hi, Jack, how are you? Do you have 50 dinars for the two contracts?"

Feifan, who put down his hands, looked at the contract that had been placed in the box and asked.

"Oh, it was two visionary fathers who signed two public school enrollment insurance policies for their soon-to-be-born children."

"Haha, 100 dinars each!"

To be fair, if Jack had stated truthfully, Feifan would not have felt so world-weary, but after adding two "hehe"s, Feifan had the idea of ​​sending Fal Jack to the gallows.

It's not indefinite, it's not shooting. The first thing that comes to mind is the lonely gallows.

In half a day, do I already have a sense of belonging to this world?

No, that's not the case. I want to go back, I must go back.

"Let's go, Fei Fei. I did call you to eat just now. I thought we would be able to gain something from each of the four customers. I didn't expect that."

Feifan looked at Jack, was this still honest and simple Jack?

Could it be that he believed in the God of War and learned the skill of taunting?

I still believe in the Lord of Darkness and practice the stealth and last-hitting skills of thieves!

"Fei Fei, why do I feel like you have changed as a different person? You used to be even less talkative than me?"

"Oh, I fell down and was favored by the gods."

"How come I don't have this kind of luck when I wrestle every day?"

day by day? Oh my god, the honest and simple Jack is back.

"Extraordinary, you are beautiful and lucky, you are the messenger of fate."

Beautiful, are you kidding me? Fei Fei bit his back molars viciously.

"I graduated from college at the age of 21. I was sent to a strange world just after my internship. I'm so lucky."

Fei Fei didn't think Jack was childish or stupid, just like the priest who often called them "child" lovingly.

"I haven't confessed my love to Feier yet! Who is not a child?"