Milo got back into the driver’s seat and continued to look for the next gold shop. Of course, he was not entirely doing this for money. There was something more to his plan.
When he entered the gold shop this time, he bluntly asked to sell his gold for the inflated banknotes with a sense of familiarity. As these gold shops did not have that many bills on hand, Milo could only trade for an average of 500,000 perak per shop with a mixture of Radianz Consortium and Panaqua Consortium currency.
But since he could exchange for the currencies, receive gratitude tokens, and even help out the stronghold residents that were suffering because of the war, it was basically killing three birds with one stone.
So, why not?
When Milo finished visiting the tenth gold shop, the voice from the palace said.
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