He immediately called the logistics staff and pointed at the list.
"What does this mean? Once I make the exchange, does this person become my property?"
The logistics staff naturally replied, "Of course."
"This is permissible? Even if I kill him?"
The logistics staff’s expression suddenly darkened.
"Of course not! Why would you think that?" he watched Rod warily, "I will report your inclination to the Disciplinary Committee, and you will be restricted from using this power."
Rod covered his face and muttered discontentedly, "That’s not what I meant. I’m asking why there is such a list? Do they volunteer for this? Do they know they are being put on a list to be exchanged, and are they happy about it?"
The logistics staff looked at him strangely. "Of course, they volunteer. Why wouldn’t they be happy to become a part of a powerful family? It’s what countless people dream of."
Rod was stunned. "Why?"
The logistics staff looked at him as if he were a strange creature.
"Living in the Upper City, in a large house with a Big Spirit Lamp, no longer worrying about darkness and monsters, not fretting over food, clothes, or household items, being protected by the strong—aren’t these reasons enough? Ordinary people can’t even get on this list; the annual review is very strict."
Rod was speechless; he felt there was something wrong, but he couldn’t articulate it, so he simply asked,
"Can I get on it too?"
The look in the eyes of the logistics staff returned to normal.
"Of course, you can. Your qualifications could only be provided to the Fire Son, the Great Knight Captain, the Guardian, and the Commander. If you have a specific person in mind, we can also provide one-to-one service."
He rambled on, clearly very interested in this topic.
"I personally suggest Miss Qingyu and Lady Olivia as the best choices. The former already possesses four thousand potential suitors; you could likely become one of the best among them. The latter has the strongest Moon Talent in the entire history of Trolian, and the offspring you would have might inherit this trait."
Rod was utterly shocked by his words. His values naturally didn’t permit him to accept this kind of behavior, so he asked,
"How much am I worth?"
The logistics staff assessed him from head to toe.
"About 10 to 20 Honor Badges, depending on your various conditions and abilities."
Damn it, am I that cheap?
The people on the list were generally half a badge each, am I only worth 20 people?
I myself have 12 and a half badges.
Rod was displeased and declined his offer, turning his attention back to studying the list.
Soon, he found a very powerful weapon.
The Deep Sea Hider’s Trident.
From the Sigles Ruins, restored by the Mechanical Research Institute, it was Relic Level Spiritual equipment capable of enhancing all long-range Spiritual Power Missile attacks.
Advantages: Minor Spiritual Energy consumption, relatively high enhancement degree.
Disadvantages: A certain chance of causing uncontrolled attacks, large weapon size, fragile material, must be worn to be used.
When Rod realized that "long-range Spiritual Power Missiles" included the Star Shuttle, he immediately recognized that this weapon was the most suitable for him.
Its advantages were nearly perfect, and its disadvantages were tolerable.
And when Rod found out that simply wearing it on his back counts as "wearing" it, he was even more thrilled.
However, its cost was beyond Rod’s budget, requiring fifteen badges.
Just two and a half short.
Perhaps the next mission would suffice.
I need to get stronger quickly.
Though I won’t sell myself, 10 badges is too insulting. How could I possibly be that cheap?
Rod felt indignant and found a place to sit down, entering the Dream Realm.
I’m so exceptional, I should be worth at least 1000 badges, right?