Chapter 677: Supervisor (1/2)
Gravis finished the remaining forging tasks in a bit more than a minute. The young man inspected the items and nodded with satisfaction. ”Looks good,” he said as he took out the jade token. ”Give this to the clerk at the front.”
Gravis grabbed the jade token and nodded. ”Thanks,” he said.
”No problem, bye,” the young man said as Gravis was teleported back to the main hall.
Johnson opened his closed eyes when he saw Gravis. ”You failed?” he asked.
”No, I was successful,” Gravis said with a smile as he threw the jade token over.
Johnson looked with furrowed brows at Gravis and then looked at the jade token. After inspecting it for a bit, he blinked a couple of times in surprise. ”That's a high evaluation you got there,” he said.
”How high is it?” Gravis asked with interest.
”Your quality and speed are at the absolute peak. The only thing not at the peak is your consideration for the client,” Johnson answered as he took out several pieces of paper again.
”Consideration?” Gravis asked. He was quite surprised that he didn't get full marks in everything.
”Yep, consideration,” Johnson asked as he watched the papers in front of him with furrowed brows. ”The common errors that people make in consideration is that they don't ask about the client. They are fine with what they get without trying to get more information to make a perfect weapon suited for the client.”
”Have you asked how tall the customer is? Have you asked if they prefer a lighter or heavier weapon? Have you asked for their preferences in terms of fighting style?” Johnson asked.
Gravis furrowed his brows. ”I asked something about the materials with the first request, but I haven't asked for any additional information. Was I supposed to do that?” he asked.
Johnson nodded. ”Have you received any additional information after asking about the first request?”
Gravis nodded. ”Yes, I have been told how big the tower shield had to be. I didn't ask these things with the other nine tasks.”
”Your clients won't always give you all the relevant information since they mostly don't know what information is relevant and what isn't,” Johnson answered. ”To make a perfect product, the product needs to perfectly fit the person and their fighting style. When you open your store, you should think about what you want to ask of the customers.”
Gravis nodded. ”Will do. Thanks,” he said. ”Will these credentials be shown to others?”
”Yep,” Johnson answered as his furrowed brows transformed into a glare directed at the paper. ”Consideration is not that important. As long as you're not targeting the richest people with money to burn, nobody will care.”
Gravis thought about this for a while and realized that this made a lot of sense.
”Fuck this!” Johnson shouted. ”I'm not getting paid enough for this shit.”
Whoop! Plop!
The supervisor appeared again with a frown, but before he could react, crumpled-up pieces of paper hit his face, courtesy of Johnson. The supervisor flattened the paper again as he glared at Johnson. Yet, when he saw Gravis, he only sighed and went on to fill out the forms.
The same process as last time repeated, and Gravis got his next Certificate. Yet, instead of leaving immediately, the supervisor looked at Gravis. ”Need anything else?” he asked.
Gravis had to chuckle a bit at the dynamic between Johnson and his supervisor. ”Yes, one more Certificate. Then, I'm done,” he said.
The supervisor nodded. ”Might as well stay here for that one. What Certificate do you need?” he asked.
”World Forging,” Gravis answered.
The supervisor narrowed his eyes at Gravis, and after some seconds, he relaxed. ”You know the Law of the Dead World. Quite surprising for a new Immortal. Yet, do you have the fee for the test?”
”How much is it?” Gravis asked. He should have the money.
”That would be 7,000,000 Immortal Stones or seven God Stones,” the supervisor said.
Gravis sputtered when he heard that. How much!? Seven fucking million!? He didn't have that kind of money!