He took the script of an exorcism legend, but became the number one anti-fraud expert.

Once they were out of the black swamp, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Everyone sat on the ground and poured holy water onto their wounds.

There was no pain, but the skin and flesh were visibly clean.

Some people couldn't resist taking a tiny sip and instantly felt energized.

Benjamin poured the holy water onto the wound, and you could even see the blood gushing from the two shallow black holes turn bright red!

"Holy water can only exorcise evil spirits, not heal wounds. If you want healing medicine..."

"No need, this injury isn't serious."

Benjamin was starting to feel a bit intimidated by Victor's merchandise because he felt that Victor's products were all too perfect, having everything imaginable.

If you always rely on buying pounds to solve your problems, what's the difference between you and a pay-to-win gamer?

You'll only become lazy, and your body will lose its growth potential.

Sigh... Ultimately, it's because it's expensive.

Benjamin didn't believe that medicine that could heal wounds could be cheaper than holy water.

"Lieutenant, what do you plan to do with these ghoul heads?"

Art stepped forward, picked up the heads of the townspeople who had turned into ghouls, and asked them questions.

"Go to the town, issue a notice, and let the family members come to identify the body. But make it clear that helping the townspeople collect bodies is not the duty of the guard team at this stage; it is something we are doing voluntarily."

Upon hearing this, Pete immediately understood Benjamin's meaning and added, "It should be expressed subtly that this is Lieutenant Hod's kind intention."

At quickly nodded, indicating that he would definitely do it.

Benjamin, as promised, handed out £2 each to each soldier as their attendance allowance.

They cheered with joy; some were excited to finally be able to buy decent food for their families, while others invited others to go out for drinks that evening.

Without exception, everyone was grateful for Benjamin's contributions.

It was already afternoon, and everyone left to complete their tasks or go home.

Pete and John went back to rest, while Abby went to report to Avery.

Of course, as Benjamin had instructed, he wouldn't mention anything about the Grandmother Spider; he would only say that it was a normal mission.

They killed some ghouls... and incidentally brought back the heads of the townspeople who had died tragically.

It would not even mention how outstanding Benjamin's performance was in front of the soldiers.

Benjamin didn't intend to steal the spotlight too much, lest he arouse Avery's suspicion. Firstly, he always felt that Avery must have a backup plan or a complex network of relationships.

Otherwise, how could such a clumsy guy become a lieutenant?

Secondly, it was for Pitt's sake; he needed to maintain a good relationship with Avery and find out what really happened with human trafficking.

However, these things aren't urgent for now; he needs to go back and rest first.

After the torture was triggered, he was in pain all over his body, especially his head, which felt like it was about to split open.

Victor, of course, went back to his stone house with Benjamin.

"Hey buddy, as a thank you for freeing me from the spider web and for providing me with shelter, I can give you something for free. What do you want?"

Viktor was an incredibly wealthy businessman who would grant Benjamin any request, but Benjamin sensed that Viktor seemed to be observing him.

He would choose...

[Virtue: Restrain your greed, be cautious in your words and actions, and avoid being too impetuous in long-term cooperative relationships, +10%]

[Torment: Who cares about the details? Free lunches don't happen every day. I've done Viktor a favor, and I deserve an extra reward! +10%]

The log reminded Benjamin of something.

He realized that Victor had a storage ring worth 5000 pounds, and there must be a lot of good stuff on him.

But Benjamin never forgot that the other party was a businessman; what's free is often the most expensive.

Benjamin wanted a long-term partnership; owing him this favor might be more beneficial for him in the future.

But there was one thing he had to inquire about.

Do you have any of those double-firing muskets?

Viktor plopped down in his chair and looked at Benjamin: "Of course, whether it's two-shot, three-shot, or five-shot, it's just a weapon; it depends on what quality you want."

Benjamin looked at Viktor, whose eyes were slightly narrowed, and thought for a moment.

"As long as it's dual-shot, quality... as long as it's easy to use, that's fine."

Benjamin's choice to be cautious in his words and actions laid a solid foundation for future cooperation; to become a great person, one must have a broad perspective and a sense of the bigger picture.

[Virtue Fountain Accumulation Progress: 131%]

Victor rubbed the ring between his fingers, looking at the still somewhat immature young face. He was quite satisfied with the cautious and discreet Benjamin.

Having traveled the world for a long time, this wasn't the first time he had given something to someone, but without exception, the other party always asked for an exorbitant amount.

Whenever such a situation arose, he would still keep his promise, but he would quietly leave the next day, vowing never to have any further contact with that person.

After all, someone who can't control their greedy nature isn't worth cooperating with long-term.

Thinking of this, Victor smiled and said, "Perfect timing! I have a pair of pistols here, and I was just worried about not finding a buyer. After all, there aren't many exorcists who are enthusiastic about using firearms. I'll give them to you..."

Victor raised his palm.

Suddenly, a flash of white light illuminated the room with dazzling light and shadow.

Benjamin, who hadn't yet lit the oil lamp, shielded his eyes, which were just adjusting to the darkness, with his hand.

"This gun... is called 'Soul Tear.' Don't ask about its origins. My only advice to you is not to let anyone know its name, or it will bring trouble upon you."

Benjamin lowered his hand, and as he met Soul Tears' gaze, his heart pounded wildly.

He had never seen such a beautiful musket before, so ancient and profound.

Moreover, the name "Soul Tear" alone suggests an extraordinary weapon!

The sides are covered with bronze-colored lacquer, but the texture still reveals that it is some kind of wood. Unidentified characters are engraved on it, like the symbols of an ancient and lost civilization.

The two calibers seemed to contain immense power; when they swept past one's eyes, it was as if one were seeing a gaze from hell, causing one to break out in a cold sweat.

"'Soul Tear' is a great partner. It doesn't need any special bullets. Even when facing ancient evil spirits deep in the cave, you only need to dip the muzzle in holy water to blow their heads off. I've already washed off the runes on it. If you want to enchant it or add your own runes, you'll have to do it yourself. Cherish it."

After saying that, Victor gently placed it on the table.

Benjamin swallowed hard, stepped forward, and gently touched the gun handle with his hand.

It's neither heavy nor light; it feels firm when you hold it in your hand.

"What are magic runes and enchantments?"

Victor seemed to have already realized that Benjamin was still completely ignorant about exorcism, and he didn't rush to explain:

"Buddy, come ask me when you encounter specific problems. I'm a businessman, and some questions aren't free."

"I understand, thank you for such a valuable gift."

"Haha! It's just a weapon. I told you, I'm going to bet big on you, you know? I've lost money in business before, but I've never misjudged anyone. That's the secret to my business success. You can't just look at the product in business; you can often judge the value behind a transaction by observing the other party's behavior."

The underlying value...

Benjamin seemed to have a sudden realization and wrote down Victor's business acumen.