As soon as you heard that all money would be reduced to zero, you immediately decided to exchange it. The bank owner merely smiled before helping you complete the storage procedures.
Leaving the bank, you arrived at the career swap station. Pushing open a creaky wooden door, a disheveled-looking man was lying on the table, chugging bowlfuls of yellow liquor.
"Huh, someone's actually here to change their job? What a rare sight. I haven't had any customers in ages," the man said while sweeping away the filth from the table with his hand. "Come, come on, let me see... let me check what level you're at."
Once you sat down, the disheveled man suddenly let out a strange cry: "Kid, you're only coming to change your job at Level Sixteen? Are you dumb or what?"
