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"I know, but I didn't actually say it, Mr. Anderson."
"Yes, so I didn't call to scold you, even though you really put us in a tough spot."
On the phone, Morin spoke with Anderson.
Not long after the livestream ended, Anderson called and immediately questioned Morin about the subtle hints he had dropped at the beginning of the broadcast.
Morin was not at all worried. His words, if you really wanted to nitpick, weren't problematic at most, they were suggestive.
As long as it wasn't explicit, even if both sides knew what Morin was implying, they couldn't hold him accountable.
Given Morin's current identity, his goals, and their cooperative relationship, it was impossible to hold him responsible for such a trivial matter.
Changing the subject, Anderson revealed the real reason for his call.
"It's like this, I also watched the broadcast, so... what you said about being able to hire the Templar Knights, is that true?"
"Of course," Morin replied.
"Then... I'd like to ask, what if we wanted to act against the other remaining Continental Hotels?"
"As long as they're disruptors of order, after a difficulty assessment and if you're willing to pay the corresponding price, the Templar Knights will certainly not refuse," Morin said.
"Alright," Anderson replied. "As an 'eager citizen,' I would like to hire the Templar Knights to destroy all the Continental Hotels!"
Anderson specifically emphasized the words "eager citizen."
He, of course, would not use his real identity or represent the government to put a bounty on the Continental Hotels, as that would be a complete declaration of war against the High Table.
Morin knew that Anderson's request was probably not his personal wish, or at least not his idea, but an order from his superiors.
Simply put, the U.S. government also knew that the High Table's biggest threat was the Continental Hotels, but they couldn't use their own power to attack them before.
Now, they wanted to use the Templar Knights to do their dirty work.
"We will assess the manpower of each Continental Hotel and send you the required fee for each contract. A rough estimate is that it will cost at least a few billion dollars," Morin said.
"As an 'eager citizen,' I trust that you have a few billion to spare, Mr. Anderson?"
"Of course I do," Anderson said, his mouth twitching, understanding Morin's teasing.
"I accidentally found a few billion dollars on the side of the road, and I have no idea what to do with it."
"That's perfect," Morin chuckled.
Hanging up the phone, Morin went to the Continental Hotel and found Winston to tell him about the plan to destroy the other Continental Hotels.
"What? Are you crazy?"
Winston looked at Morin, his face filled with disbelief.
"Is there a problem?" Morin swirled the red wine in his glass, then thought for a moment, stood up, and poured himself a glass of lukewarm tap water.
This was more invigorating.
"I mean..." Winston was a little incoherent. "Although we've temporarily stabilized our position here, isn't it a bit too hasty to lead a team across such a long distance to attack the other Continental Hotels?"
"Besides, the High Table's actions won't stop with just that first wave. There will certainly be more acts of sabotage!"
"If our foundation is not yet stable, we can't just leave our base on such a large scale. That's suicide!"
Winston was a little anxious, thinking Morin had gotten ahead of himself.
Morin smiled slightly and was about to explain when he suddenly paused.
The experience points for his Templar Knight class had increased by 1 point.
"Do you have a computer?"
Morin asked.
"What?" Winston, who was about to continue persuading Morin, was stunned.
"I said, do you have a computer?" Morin asked, his tone a little urgent.
"Of course," Winston brought a computer over from the side and placed it in front of Morin. "What do you need..."
"I need to verify something."
As he spoke, Morin logged on to the Templar Knights' website.
The URL announced on TV had already been restricted due to an overwhelming number of visitors. Morin was on another website, one only accessible to internal Templar Knights.
He went straight to the orders section and found that one order was already marked as [Completed]!
"Gilbreth's contract, contract fee, one million dollars..." Morin looked at the order record, a satisfied smile on his face.
His theory, his plan, had been confirmed!
The bank account numbers that were made public all belonged to Morin.
And the contracts were to be fulfilled by the Templar Knights themselves.
And in this world, the Templar Knights were founded by Morin!
The Templar Knight profession is very broad.
A regular Templar Knight is a Templar Knight, but the founder and leader of the Templar Knights is also a Templar Knight!
In another sense, the duties Morin performed and the profits he earned still counted toward his Templar Knight profession!
This means that
If these contracts were completed and the Templar Knights earned a profit, as the founder and elder of the organization, Morin had the right to take a portion as his own reward!
And this could be counted as a reward earned by the Templar Knight profession, which would be added to his experience points!
This was Morin's original plan. This was why he had spent so long in this world, contacting various forces, and re-establishing the Templar Knights.
If his only goal was to level up to the advanced class and leave this world, he would have done it a long time ago.
He stayed to confirm if his initial plan was correct and to scheme for more.
Now that Morin's plan had succeeded, it meant that as long as the Templar Knights continued to exist, Morin would have an endless source of experience points!
"I get a one-ten-thousandth cut of the missions completed by the other Templar Knights. Although that's a very small percentage, it adds up over time!"
Morin thought to himself. "I must make the Templar Knights bigger and make their foundation solid!"
"Sir?" Winston looked at the smiling Morin with some concern. "Sir? What's wrong?"
Had he gone mad?
"Nothing, nothing." Even with Morin's mental fortitude, he was momentarily lost in thought. It took Winston calling him twice to snap him out of it.
There was no way around it; the significance of this plan was just too great!
"So, sir, about the matter we were discussing earlier..." Winston asked.
"It's fine. You guys continue to stabilize the foundation and focus on New York for now," Morin waved his hand.
"I'll go handle that contract to destroy the other Continental Hotels myself!"
Morin couldn't handle the small contracts himself, although he could do a few in his spare time. It would be a waste of his time to do them full-time.
But the big ones, the ones worth billions
If anyone dared to take them, Morin would smash their head in with a wrench!
The kind of hammer with the power to break a skull in one hit!
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