Shaman System
Jakarta

The meat of the Level 80 spider monster in my Inventory was finally distributed to the surrounding rusunawa neighbors. It was at the request of Mother, who wanted the neighbors to eat good meat as well.

I almost cried, tens of millions who should have been able to buy the Hunters equipment just vanished.

Dinner with the family was so good. Moreover, seeing the smiles of father and mother, if Iskandar, especially Maemunah do not need to be asked; when the difficult situation they keep smiling, really.

***

Tonight I searched for information on the enrollment in the various Hunter Guilds and the Hunters criteria for large Guilds was at least Level 75 Hunters, whereas ordinary Guilds in the Level 50 range. That means I haven't entered any Guild criteria yet.

I also broke into the Hunters community on social media and discovered the fact that I would not be accepted into any Hunters Guild, if I did not have Magic. Some senior Hunters suggested I become a freelance Hunter only, and sold the game to the black market.

There were also those who suggested getting into the mafia group, because with their support, Hunters would be like getting into a famous Hunter Guild.

However, I refused, because I felt I would not be free to become a member of the mafia. My life will be bloody, because I often see in the news about the sudden death of Hunters. Moreover, last year, there was an international mafia fight in Singapore, between the alliance of China, Japan, the eastern Eagle mafia (from Indonesia), and Berandal99 (from Indonesia) against the Italian, Mexican, Russian, and Russian mafia, Banteng88 (from Indonesia) and Satan76 (from Indonesia) are fighting over the black market there.

The fight also spilled over into Jakarta, the black market hub of southeast Asia. The four biggest mafia in Indonesia were attacking each other, forcing the government to intervene to stop it.

On the surface they did stop hostile, but behind the truth they were still playing as usual. Even the world's top Hunters could be regulated by those mafia, including the famous Hunting Guild in Indonesia.

After getting advice from the senior Hunters, I decided to go to Jakarta alone. Because it will be easier to sell the hunted if there, than the cities in Sumatra.

I closed my Virtual Screen and closed my eyes, my future as a Hunter is about to begin. I hope I have a good dream tonight.

***

“Abang wake up! Woi wake!” Maemunah shouted in my ear, so I jumped off the worn-out sofa where I slept.

“Basic brother does not know manners!—You are a girl, try to be gentle,” lamented I immediately sat while yawning, I still feel sleepy and the new wall clock shows at five in the morning.

“Quick shower sono! The bus leaves at six o'clock, bang.”

Maemunah reminded me and her shrill voice, waking up the neighbors as well.

With my limping steps towards the bathroom, I also forced this very cold morning shower. Because this small town is under a mountain range, of course this early in the morning is the coldest peak.

Mom prepares breakfast for me, while dad watches the news through his Virtual Screen. If Iskandar, of course he is still lazy, only Maemunah who diligently wake up early.

***

At six in the morning, the bus that will leave for the city of Padang has stopped in front of the rusunawa. I then say goodbye to Father, Mother and Maemunah—When Iskandar is still a mess and I forbid them to wake him, other than out of pity, also so that he does not ask for money like Maemunah did.

The neighbors also greeted me and they prayed that I would be a successful Hunter.

I just smiled broadly and waved at all of them. I can not linger, because the bus driver has been staring cobbled at me—maybe in his heart, “anak is like never wandering, even though his face is old.”

I also booked my flight online and left at two in the afternoon, so I hope the bus ride will be smooth, so as not to miss the flight.

***

After landing at Soekarno-Hatta international airport, I took an online taxi to Farhan's apartment, my old schoolmate at High School, he had become a member of the 13th Fighter Hunters Guild, so his life was well, too, even if it was just an ordinary Hunter Guild.

After a 30-minute journey, we finally arrived in Matraman, east Jakarta. I saw Farhan was engrossed in looking at his Virtual Screen while waiting for me in the apartment lobby.

Farhan looked at me with a big smile, “Wah, The most handsome guy in the class, is now very thin, like malnourished. Is it because of over-living in the forest,” taunted Farhan.

I can only smile wryly, if now when I'm in High School, maybe this fist will float in his head. However, now he is a Level 70 Hunter, far above me. Yeah, forced to accept bullying from her.

“Woi ... handsome gaping!—Do not sulk dong, here follow the cave!” ejak Farhan sok use slang ala-ala Jakarta children.

“Use regional language only kampret!” He's pissed off for a long time too.

“Hahaha .. patient bro. So, you've signed up to which Guild?” asked Farhan again, still with his slang, maybe because of the slow association with the people of the capital, so it was customary and difficult to change.

“Not yet, I'll be a freelance Hunter, because I don't have magic.”

Farhan stopped stepping and looked at me with an astonished look.

“Trus you just ngandelin firearms only?—It's better not to reckless, deh. Danger, Zul. I am a Level 70 Hunter only, already five times in the angel of death prank. Fortunately in our Guild there is already a Heler ready to treat, despite having to pay 1000 Gold Coins. Ah, a hundred jets, bro. Kampret emang tuh Heler—no responsibility to make tariffs, hunting salaries for a month was cleared out by him.”

I grinned at Farhan's ravings and said, “Look, I have my own way of hunting. Even I have a Level 80 spider monster crystal. Where does it sell?”

“Crystals Level 80?” Farhan was surprised, he looked left and there was no one, then he whispered, “Open the Jakarta Black Market website and auction your goods there. Mafia would buy it at a high price. However, you don't sell things there too often, because they'll be after you. You must know, right, a Hunter that suddenly dies or disappears.”

“Well, you can use simple language,” taunted me, because Farhan doesn't use your language, me, anymore.

“Don't joke, I'm serious you know.” Farhan looked at me with a serious face.

I patted him on the shoulder, “Aman tuh. Better help me turn on the rent or cheap boarding room.” I switched the conversation.

“Hey, that crystal monters a hundred million, you know. Mending we find rusunawa only in the east Bekasi area or you want to stay with Sarah in luxury apartment—”

“Stoppppppp!—Don't discuss that bitch!” I cut Farhan's words.

“Ah, how could you say your ex-wife-to-be is like that. He's the most polite and kind hunter I think. Even when I met him at the Door of the Underworld, he still recognized me, except for the Saga of the shucks. He's very arrogant; I want to stick his head.”

I just let out a long sigh, making Farhan smile widely and stop talking about Sarah.

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