My 100th Rebirth a day before the Apocalypse novel Chapter 893

893 /895

Chapter 893 -893 Posting Missions 2

Jason and the others were genuinely surprised; it had taken less than an hour, yet the evaluation was already complete. The support-type awakened ability user had not only appraised each mission but also compiled them into neatly formatted, comprehensive mission notices far more organized and detailed than what they had submitted.

While Jason and the others were reviewing the mission notices, the receptionist also received the digital copies on her computer. This allowed her to easily upload the missions into their official database once Jason confirmed which ones he wanted to post.

With this system in place, any time a team accepted a mission, the receptionist would simply register the group’s name under the corresponding listing. This streamlined the tracking process, making it easier to monitor the progress of each mission, see how many teams had already taken it, and update any new information about the mission target directly from their end.

Currently, the four mission notices were graded between C and B. Out of the four, three were assessed as Grade C, while one was Grade B. They weren’t exactly easy, but they weren’t overly difficult either, missions that a capable team like Fred’s could reasonably handle.

However, since both Jason and Adam were new to this process, they didn’t have a clear idea of how challenging these grades truly were. Still, with the assessments complete and the cost within their means, Jason didn’t hesitate. He counted out 17 crystal cores from his stash and placed them on the counter.

The receptionist smiled as she glanced at her computer, a recent addition that had significantly streamlined her tasks. With a few quick clicks, she entered the new missions into the listings and set their status to “OPEN.”

This marked them as available and visible to other receptionists. Once a group accepted a mission, the status would automatically change to “IN PROGRESS,” along with a number indicating how many teams had already taken it.

Following the details in his notebook, Jason carefully counted out 50 crystal cores as the bounty for each mission, amounting to a total of 200 crystal cores. Just like that, half of their prepared budget vanished.

With reddening eyes and a reluctant sigh, Jason handed over the crystal cores to the receptionist. It had taken them days of effort and risk to gather that much, and now it was gone in mere minutes.

The receptionist swiftly updated the system, officially listing the four new missions and marking them as “OPEN.” Once everything was confirmed, she accepted the payment, counted the cores meticulously, then gave Jason a nod of acknowledgment, signaling that everything was in order. As she did, another staff member approached, took the printed mission notices, and walked over to pin them onto the mission board.

Jason turned to leave, his shoulders slumping and steps heavy, as if a part of his soul had been spent along with the cores. His teammates, noticing the drained look on his face, quickly pulled him aside to rest while Adam and his team stepped forward to begin posting their own mission and go through the process.

“Don’t worry about it, boss. Once those mutated zombies are cleared out of our hunting grounds, we’ll earn back those crystal cores in no time,” one of Jason’s teammates said with a reassuring grin, trying to lift his spirits.

Unfortunately, it didn’t work.

Jason still looked devastated, on the verge of tears, really. They had just over 200 crystal cores left, and that wouldn’t get them far, especially with how expensive supplies were. Worse, he was almost out of the special Cure Meat with added effects… and that stuff wasn’t cheap.

“Ah!” Suddenly, one of his teammates shouted, snapping everyone’s attention toward him. “Boss! Come here—hurry!” he called out, waving him over urgently.

Jason dragged himself forward like a zombie, slouched and defeated.