Chapter 49: Bank Account (1/2)
”Brother, so you are saying that you are about to create more golden bananas and sell them at the auction?” Nana asked. It was already evening and Michu just sent a goodnight message to Venomous along with some pictures with his stupid yet cute smile.
He talked about his experiences in the game world, then. It was true that Michu had been learning a lot of battle experiences, but his banana farm was also doing great as soldiers could just harvest bananas in his place.
Though the farmer should return soon to take care of the banana herbs, Michu wasn't worried and focused more on his class. It was also fun to speak and learn from KongFu! Michu also requested the previous monkey god to teach Yakuzan a few tricks.
”Yep!” Michu replied!
”I hope you will strike gold with those! However, if you want to exchange the in-game currency into real money, then you have to get a bank account!” Nana explained, ”If you want to earn money, you must have a bank account, so go to the town center and get one!”
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”Get one...” Nana's words reverberated in Michu's mind.
He was exactly in the town center, surrounded by the skyscrapers, loud cars, and shops whose content was so expensive Michu nearly fainted by looking at all those zeros. He was overwhelmed by the number of people here and their eyes looking at him with irritation.
Well, he stood in the middle of the road...
Michu's clothes also didn't belong to the common ones. It was even of worse quality as no brand could be seen on him. He wore plain clothes that were just colorful and unmatched, making him seem like a poor dude who would wear whatever he could.
”Let's go...” Michu was also often deterred by older people in the real world, at least. His teachers weren't patient with him enough and in his early days, parents of other kids would point fingers at him to show some kind of example of the poor dude.
Though it was not seen in the game world as Michu felt like someone else here, the monke had it hard in the town center. He couldn't tell whether it was the aura, lack of black magic, or just the clothes and technology all around him that forcefully reminded him about his poverty.
”Michu?” However, someone suddenly called him out and Michu turned around to face the origin of this voice. It turned out to be someone older than him by at least fifteen years, but this person was someone Michu knew.
He absentmindedly replied, ”Villager guy?”
”Yeahhh, it's your villager guy! Heh!” The loudest farmer who often bickered with city guys stood before Michu. He also wore rough clothes and even sucked on straw, so no one would mistake his profession and affiliation.
He was also someone not from the town center!
”Oh! Hi! It's my first time seeing someone from the game in real life!” Michu's exuberant side returned with the old man by his side, ”How are you?”
”Not bad! If we exclude the fact that I had to go to this city, then I am doing just great! And my name is Roland.” The villager guy and Michu were also going in the same direction, so both of them engaged in a talk that was so loud that passing people shook their heads.
The talk reached the crux, ”Oh, so you are also going to the bank. Your first time?” Roland asked and to his question, Michu nodded a few times.
He added, ”I have everything prepared. My ID, mom's number, and... ughhh...” Michu didn't have his own phone yet and all other stuff needed for the bank account had been prepared by Nana, ”Email... I think.”
”Goddamnit! This damn black magic! I am also here because of it!” Roland scratched his hair roughly while complaining about the black magic. He and Michu shared the same problems and so they were on the same page here.
Roland was also considerate of Michu. Seeing his clothes and lack of experience, he decided to teach him a few valuable lessons, ”Listen, Michu... Don't back off when they look at you with scornful eyes.”
”Why would they look at us with scornful eyes? Is it because we don't understand black magic?” Michu asked and Roland nodded heavily.
His explanations continued, ”Damn officials. They look down on us. Whether it is a bank, tax office, or any other office! Just because they are doing black magic and paperwork and sit down on their asses, they dare to look down at us! That's why never back off. If you don't understand something or need more explanation, just ask them! Don't look below and don't let them kick you away! Our time is precious too!” Roland said, then looked at the doors before him.
Those doors were inviting everyone to the bank's building and offered various offers for young and old people.
Roland scoffed and spat on his hand. He then rubbed his hands with a grin on his face, ”Just stay behind me. No matter how much we don't understand, we will fix our problems!” After declaring so, Ronald swept his hair behind, then kicked the doors!
The doors abruptly shook and opened, then returned with heavier force.
Roland laughed out loud, clearly not being here for the first time. Another kick followed this return and he and Michu finally stepped into the bank with all eyes cast on them, ”Hi, hi! I am looking for a very patient! Yes, a very patient guy who would take care of us! And! It has to be someone young!”
Roland turned his eyes to Michu, ”The young ones are usually newbies here and they won't be able to kick you away. They lack experience. Heh, fools.”