When the contract appeared, Cecily immediately spoke as fast as Eminem's rap.
"Okay, just sign the papel and the Spiwit Wold's administlatol will confiwm it fol you!"
"Got it." Castra, just like any other human being, skips the whole long-*ss terms and conditions.
He didn't hesitate to sign the paper and right after that, the Spirit World's virtual panel immediately popped up.
BEEP. [You have signed an exclusive contract with a summoner.]
[Congratulations for getting your first VIP!]
[You can demand offerings, mana or other items in a reasonable amount from your VIP once a month.]
[PS: If you demand too much, your VIP might run away.]
Castra had just confirmed the spirit world's notice when Cecily raised her palm and showed off her wrist.
"The malk is hele. The contlact is successful!"
What appeared on Cecily's wrist was the symbol of being the [Poop Shoveling Officer]'s VIP—
A poop and a shovel tattoo.
It's definitely not a beautiful mark like other spirits, but Cecily spread her five fingers happily,
"Thanks fol the malk! Now, hele is youl five stal leview!"
BEEP. [The summoner has sent you a review.]
Spirit name:
[Poop Shoveling Officer]
Summoner's Review:
[5 stars]
[This is the best spirit ever! Buy one get one free and he can fight stronger opponents by three whole ranks!]
[Highly recommended!]
"Okay, the review is done! Now, you can go back. Thank you fol youl selvice, uncle~ See you next time!"
A familiar reverse summon magic circle appeared below Castra's feet.
Castra looked at Cecily's increasingly blurry figure and mouthed,
Yes. See you next time, dear summoner.
Spirit World, Lower Sky
BEEP. [Welcome back, Poop Shoveling Officer]
[Calculating the rewards ••• ]
BEEP. [You got 400 Spirit Coins from the random summon. The Spirit World will take 50% commission.]
BEEP. [You have served as a summon spirit for one hour. You got an hourly wage: 100 Spirit Coins]
BEEP. [Your summoner has given you a tip. Converting the mana ••• ]
[You got 1000 Spirit Coins!]
[Your fifth summoner has changed their review to 5 stars. Collect four more 5-star reviews to undo your death penalty.]
[Keep up the good work, Poop Shoveling Officer. May you always be spirited.]
With a series of beep beep noise along with the clanking noise of Spirit Coins entering Castra's Spirit Bank Account, the Spirit World's panels slowly disappeared.
Castra stared at all the Spirit Coins he received and couldn't believe his eyes.
Is this real? Is this what it feels to have a kind and generous summoner??
1 mana point is equal to 100 Spirit Coins, so it's really "cheap" for low-level summoners to summon spirits using a random summon.
But to think that Cecily would use a whole 10 mana points as a tip!
Just how much mana an E-rank summoner had? Not more than 30, some even had less than 30!
Castra wanted to kneel on the spot and worshiped Cecily.
Lil girl! You're a saviour! A hero!!
But before Castra could celebrate his achievement of escaping poverty, the Spirit world's panels popped up again.
BEEP. [Deducting 500 Spirit Coins for the body repair that you haven't paid yet.]
BEEP. [Deducting 200 Spirit Coins for daily maintenance.]
!!
Ahhhhh! This damned Spirit World!!
500 spirit Coins for body repair?? Is that the thing they used to repair his body before he got summoned?
But shouldn't that be a free service??
The strange thing was, why would everything in the Spirit World require money??
Castra doubted whether the Spirit World was actually just a huge capitalist world born to enslave the spirits.
He had to say goodbye to his freshly-earned income and was left with 600 Spirit Coins.
....that's only enough to last for 3 days!!
Castra wanted to curse the Spirit World's Administrator, but he was afraid of getting blacklisted, so he cursed Mario instead.
"Hmph! What's the use of being rich when you can't even donate your mana to your summon spirit?!"
Don't you know that spirits earned their fair share mostly from the summoner's tip and offerings during a targeted summon?
And that bastard didn't summon him for a minimum of one hour, so he didn't get the hourly wage!
Castra stomped his feet all the way to his small residence at the Lower Sky, the slum of the Spirit World.
Along the way, there were barely any humanoid spirits. Most of the residents around were useless low-level weapons and tool spirits.
After going through such a tiring day, Castra didn't even care about his rundown small house the size of a bathroom and just slept curled up with Dudu sleeping on his head.
Little did he know that while he was sleeping, something was slowly changing in the Human World, brewing a storm in Castra's peaceful life.
The next day, Castra was woken up by the Spirit World's pop up panel.
BEEP. [It is detected that you have an unregistered pet from the Human World.]
[Please register your pet before the officer comes and exterminates your pet.]
!
Castra immediately jumped to his feet and rushed out of his shabby "house" with Dudu on his head.
"Dudu! Let's go! We have to get you registered!"
Dudu: Du? Duuuuu! (つ≧▽≦)つ
The Spirit Administration Building in the Lower Sky was a certain distance from Castra's house, but to save money, Castra walked one hour on foot without breaking a sweat.
When Castra arrived at the Spirit Administration Building, a long line of spirits of all shapes and types had already formed in front of a huge tree that rose straight to the sky with no end in sight.
Yeah, that tower-like tree with glowing paper-shaped leaves is the so-called 'administration building'.
Castra was a law-abiding citizen in any world, so he obediently lined up behind the spirits, but then…
A group of humanoid Spirit officers wearing cool police uniforms with blazing flame insignia on their chest suddenly strode towards the spirits lining up at the front.
Upon seeing the officers, the spirits started to talk to each other,
Flower Pot Spirit: "The officers are checking the spirits lining up over there, flo flo..."
Beer Bottle Spirit: "Huh? Why, blub blub? Is there a criminal, blub blub?"
Cola Can Spirit: "Cola heard transmigrator, or something? What's that? Illegal immigrants?"
Castra's heart skipped a beat at a familiar word.
What?
A transmigrator??