American Comics: BOSS Invasion

Thirty minutes later, Qishan and Polaris, looking refreshed, sat on the sofa, enjoying delicate pastries and champagne while waiting for the service provider to arrive.

A knock sounded on the door, and Sadako went to answer it, leading in four or five service staff and a middle-aged man with a receding hairline.

The group bowed slightly to Qishan, the service staff began setting up the scene, and the balding middle-aged man said, "Miss Fugue, my name is Bruce Tania, a senior tailor. What do you require?"

Qishan nodded, "I need a complete set of custom-made clothing. What are your recommendations?"

Qishan nodded, "Very well, let's go with your suggestion."

The service staff had already set up the simple props.

An antique-looking dressing mirror, two rows of various women's clothing, and a small multi-compartment box filled with the tailor's extensive tools and various fabrics.

"Now, I need to confirm your body measurements."

Qishan stepped forward, standing on the wooden platform and spreading her arms.

The tailor deftly measured arm length, waist circumference, hip circumference, and other data.

Several service staff continuously brought various styles of dresses and costumes in front of Qishan, who nodded or shook her head as the tailor explained.

Polaris was stunned and nudged the bored Sadako, whispering, "Is a hitman's life this comfortable? I always thought that only in movies were hitmen cool."

"This is nothing? Just watch!" Sadako shook her head.

After Qishan finished taking measurements, she turned her head and said, "Lorna, it's your turn!"

"Me?" Polaris quickly waved her hand, "No need, this casual outfit is enough for me. It doesn't matter what I wear, bullets can't hurt me anyway!"

Polaris's current attire was similar to before, consisting of jeans, thick-soled boots, and a casually matched top, giving off a very relaxed vibe.

However, the few pieces of clothing she was currently wearing were worth enough to buy a car.

Qishan directly said to the tailor, "Just prepare two similar sets according to her current style."

The tailor glanced at Polaris and nodded, "No problem. Material?"

"What do you recommend?"

"Denim has coarser fibers, and the clear texture can accommodate materials with greater strength. I recommend silicon carbide circular wafers, ceramic-based composite compressed material, and cutting-edge body armor. If necessary, we can add special metal threads, but it will slightly compromise the feel," the tailor said.

Polaris's eyes lit up, "Can you weave metal threads into the fibers?"

"Yes, miss. You can freely choose between three and five percent!"

"Can it be higher?"

"It's not recommended to go too high. Exceeding five percent will cause discomfort!"

"Alright then! I want five percent!" After speaking, Polaris was a little embarrassed, "Um, I'll pay you back for this, Fugue!"

Qishan waved her hand, "No need!"

Sadako smiled, "Cash is not used within the High Table. All transactions are done with this!"

As she spoke, she took out a stack of gold coins and placed them on the table.

The tailor smiled and accepted them, bowing slightly, "We will expedite your order, and it will be delivered to your room before breakfast tomorrow!"

"Thank you!"

Qishan thanked them softly, and the tailor, along with the service staff, packed up their things and quickly left.

"Gold coins are used here?" Polaris was too surprised tonight and was already somewhat unfazed.

Sadako flicked a gold coin with her finger.

Polaris quickly caught it and examined it carefully.

The front of the gold coin featured the eight-pointed star pattern of the Black Order, and the back featured the infinity symbol representing Fugue's infinite division.

The edges were serrated, the pattern was exquisite, and it felt heavy in the hand.

Based on Polaris's familiarity with various metals, she almost immediately realized that the weight of the gold coin was exactly one ounce.

Roughly worth one thousand four hundred US dollars.

They had just ordered a few pieces of clothing and had given a stack of gold coins, so they had paid the tailor at least seven thousand dollars.

But how could a mere seven thousand dollars buy a few sets of custom-made bulletproof clothing?

"The added value of the gold coins is very high!"

As if seeing Polaris's question, Sadako explained with a smile, "Externally, they're worth about one hundred thousand dollars each. They're widely circulated throughout the underground world. Many people buy these gold coins and then hire High Table assassins to carry out missions.

However, that's just the cash exchange rate.

The greatest value of the gold coins is that they can buy anything you want. Within the High Table platform system, one gold coin represents a privilege.

Whether it's disposing of corpses, purchasing intelligence, firearms, or even other contraband, as long as you pay one gold coin, you can get everything you want. If any accidents occur during the process, the other party will be responsible. Sometimes, they will even offer small gifts for the mistakes to gain the customer's understanding."

Polaris's expression changed, as if she had thought of something.

Sadako smiled and nodded, "Looks like you've figured it out! That's right, the Continental Hotel is the same. We spent three gold coins when we entered, and the hotel must not only meet our requirements but also ensure our safety.

Even if Sentinel Services knows our location and sends a large force to capture us, the hotel will use its influence to mediate as soon as possible.

Upper-level power struggles, delaying time, and even armed resistance. They will never alarm us before the hotel's armed personnel are all dead.

Even if all means fail in the end, the hotel will arrange for us to leave in advance.

That's the privilege that one gold coin buys!"

Polaris's eyes widened.

If what Sadako said was true, then this was the life she wanted.

Compared to the High Table's glamorous enjoyment, the underground mutant organization lived like underground rats.

Polaris couldn't help but ask, "Then how can I get gold coins?"

"Two ways!"

Sadako held up a finger, "First, buy them with money! In the black market or the dark web, there are quite a few people selling gold coins, but most of them have their own channels and rarely do business with outsiders. Even if there are newcomers eager to liquidate their assets, they are very cautious, and outsiders will have a hard time finding them in a short period of time!

Second, join the High Table system and provide your services to earn gold coins!"

"Like the tailor?"

"No! I mean a hitman! Believe me, you're exceptionally talented in that area!" Sadako's eyes were bright.