Assassin at Range: The Sniper's Lethal Power-Chapter 68 - : Registering the Shop

When Tristan arrived, Horreo raised an eyebrow.

"Did you discover anything new?"

He was, of course, referring to the goblins.

Even though their nest had been destroyed, Horreo knew the matter was far from over.

The fact that military-grade weapons had somehow ended up in goblin hands was still a huge mystery.

He had already sent people to investigate, but so far, radio silence.

And honestly? He doubted it would be that easy to uncover the truth.

Those weapons were brand new—so new that even his own elite soldiers barely had access to them.

Yet somehow, the goblins got them first?

What kind of messed-up supply chain is this?

There was no telling how deep this corruption went.

Tristan shook his head. "Nothing yet. They’re good at hiding their tracks. Not much I can do."

That was technically true.

He hadn’t been investigating goblins at all—he’d been busy grabbing Blink and casually making a few million bucks.

But still, his prediction was accurate.

At this stage, the questline hadn’t progressed yet, so even if Horreo searched every corner of the continent, he wouldn’t find anything substantial.

Horreo sighed but waved it off. "No big deal."

Then he asked, "So, what brings you here?"

Tristan replied, "I’m planning to register my shop. But I don’t know how the process works, so I figured I’d ask for some guidance."

Horreo nodded in understanding.

Ah, so it’s that.

To own a shop in Davi City, just having a property deed wasn’t enough.

You still had to register it with the commercial department.

And that?

It was a bureaucratic mess.

Even Davi City’s own residents struggled with the process—let alone an outsider.

Thinking about all the trouble Tristan had saved him, Horreo figured he should return the favor.

"I’ve got time. I’ll take you there myself."

Tristan was pleasantly surprised.

"Much appreciated."

With that, Horreo summoned a few guards, and together, they headed for the commercial department.

Registering the Shop

The commercial district wasn’t far—just a ten-minute walk.

As they approached, several NPCs turned to stare.

A mere outsider walking side by side with Horreo?

Who the hell was this guy?

Naturally, they stuck around to watch.

With Horreo leading the way, Tristan moved through without issue.

Normally?

For a player to register a shop, they had to pay a hefty fee—and on top of that, bribe the commercial department officials.

Otherwise?

Good luck waiting for months.

ExoGenesis was just that realistic.

But with Horreo personally overseeing everything, the process was smoother than ever.

In less than ten minutes—

Ding!

[Congratulations! You now officially own a shop in Davi City.]

[As this is the first shop owned by a player, a global announcement will be made. You may include a 30-character message for advertising.]

Unlike regular system-wide announcements, shop registrations allowed a custom message.

And Tristan had been waiting for this moment.

[Player "Blackshade" has acquired a shop in Davi City, located at 5 Provence Avenue!]

[Player "Blackshade" has left a message: "Grand Opening! Gold Grade loot up for grabs! Also offering auction services!"]

The Entire Server Went Crazy

The moment the announcement went live—

The player base exploded.

"Wait, what?! You can buy shops in this game?!"

"WTF, open the cash shop! I wanna buy property too!"

"Hold up—did he just say ’Gold Grade items’?!"

"Damn, I haven’t even found a Common Grade weapon yet, and Blackshade’s already selling Gold Grade gear?!"

"Bro, we’re not even playing the same game…"

A flood of friend requests slammed into Tristan’s inbox.

Millions of players tried to add him.

Meanwhile, Drake sent a message.

Drake: "Blackshade, when the hell did you get Gold Grade items?!"

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Tristan responded, "From the Crimson Tomb boss. Got two mage items I don’t need, so I figured I’d sell them."

Drake felt his brain short-circuit.

After a moment of silence, he replied—

Drake: "… Can you hold onto them for me? Gotta scrape some gold together."

A Gold Grade mage item would be perfect for Sophie.

As a Holy Fire Priest, gearing her up would boost the whole team’s power.

Of course, Drake knew other guilds would jump at the chance to grab these items.

Since Blackshade announced it to the entire server, bidding wars were inevitable.

Drake wasn’t going to ask for special treatment.

He’d do things the right way—gather as much gold as possible and win the auction fair and square.

But then—

Another message arrived.

Tristan: "Oh, right. Forgot to mention—I also have a Gold Grade mage skill book."

Drake stared at his screen.

For a long time.

Then—

Drake: "Someone punch me—I’m hallucinating."

…

He was not expecting that.

A Gold Grade skill book?!

Compared to this, their Blink skill book was absolute garbage.

Gold Grade skills were insanely powerful.

The moment Blackshade’s shop opened, it would become the most talked-about place in the game.

Davi City would instantly become the most popular hub.

Even if players couldn’t afford Gold Grade gear, they’d still visit just to see it.

Drake let out a deep sigh.

This guy… really is a goddamn Big Shot.

The Guild Token Hunt

After some casual conversation, Tristan asked—

"What’s the name of the player who found the Guild Token?"

He had just dropped a massive announcement.

If that player still didn’t get the hint, there was no saving them.

Drake: "ShieldBreaker. My guys say he’s probably a hidden class. Pretty high-tier talent. He soloed a Boar King and got the token."

ShieldBreaker…?

Tristan vaguely remembered the name.

In his past life, this guy started out strong.

But later?

He disappeared.

Didn’t even make it to the God Descent phase.

After ExoGenesis merged with reality, many top players vanished overnight.

Some were killed by monsters.

Some were wiped out by special items.

And many were assassinated in real life.

This was exactly why Tristan was planning to move.

His current rental place was way too unsafe.

With the name in hand, Tristan opened his friend requests.

It didn’t take long to find ShieldBreaker and accept.

At the same time—

Far away, ShieldBreaker—who was farming boars—saw the notification pop up.

He immediately sent a message.

ShieldBreaker: "I’ve heard a lot about you."

Tristan: "Likewise. Let’s get to the point—what are your plans for the Guild Token?"

ShieldBreaker responded, "Obviously, I plan to auction it at your shop. You announced an auction venue, which means you wanted this to happen, right?"

Tristan smiled.

Smart guy.

Talking to intelligent people was always easier.

He replied—

"You can use my shop. No transaction fees. I only have one request—don’t sell it early."