Arrangements in Place

Harvey followed Sonia downstairs. When they reached the lobby, they drew many looks.

Over the past month, Sonia’s frequent daytime outings had long spread among the other employees of the Celebrity Hotel.

Normally, when there were guests to attend to, employees could not be so free.

Sonia’s freedom clearly showed that she had an unusually close relationship with Mr. Kassadin, the guest in Room 7777.

Then, half a month ago, they heard that Sonia had submitted her resignation.

They were all curious about what kind of spell Mr. Kassadin had cast on Sonia to make her trust him enough to choose resignation.

However, they had also noticed that Sonia’s mood had been improving day by day.

This time, seeing Sonia leave the Celebrity Hotel in casual clothes with a beaming smile, they could not help but feel a little jealous.

It seemed that Mr. Kassadin had given Sonia a great deal of freedom, not to mention money and other benefits.

Anyone who could stay at the Celebrity Hotel for several months had to be worth billions.

Rather than saying they did not believe Sonia could meet such a wonderful guest, it was more accurate to say that deep down, they did not want her to.

As Sonia stepped out of the Celebrity Hotel, she gave it a deep bow.

Although her life there had been difficult, the intense competition within the Celebrity Hotel had trained her.

It had allowed her to master a great deal of knowledge, and ultimately led her to meet Mr. Kassadin, who appreciated her and gave her the chance to change her life.

"Let’s go, Mr. Kassadin. I’ll drive you over to take a look."

Sonia raised her head, turned around, took out her car keys from her bag, and said with a smile.

Harvey nodded at her words and followed Sonia into the car.

"I’ve already made the arrangements there and hired a boat. There will be routes running in the morning, at noon, and in the evening."

"Since it’s an island, getting in and out isn’t very convenient apart from the three daily routes."

"So the airport has been completed as well."

"You won’t need to use it, Mr. Kassadin, but it will mainly provide another entrance and exit for future cult members, as well as facilitate food transportation."

"As for chefs, based on your previous eating habits, I think it would be best to hire them on a rotating basis."

"Like the Celebrity Hotel, they can take turns working throughout the month, which will ensure a variety of dishes."

"Although I’d like to complete the hiring for you directly, it wouldn’t be appropriate for me to decide their salaries myself."

"So you’ll need to review them personally before they can be hired."

Sonia sat in the front, started the engine, and drove as she spoke.

"The chefs do need careful consideration. Do you have a list?"

Harvey pondered Sonia’s words.

Although he had not officially gone to inspect the place yet, Sonia seemed to have considered everything.

"I’ve already contacted people who are willing to work for you if you choose to hire them."

"However, because of the location and the inconvenience of travel, I’ve prepared rooms for them."

Sonia kept her eyes on the road and tapped with her right hand.

A projection appeared before Harvey in the back seat.

Harvey saw images of several chefs in the projection, along with their ages, the hotels where they had previously worked, and the dishes they specialized in.

Their current monthly salaries and expected daily wages were all clearly listed.

There was also a dark checkmark in the lower-right corner of the projection. Clearly, once he checked it, those people would be added to the list.

Sonia would handle the follow-up arrangements herself.

These daily wages were not particularly outrageous. They ranged from roughly fifteen hundred to three thousand a week, with the highest weekly pay being no more than twenty-one thousand.

Clearly, they understood that they would need to prepare at least five meals a day and were using their time off to earn some extra money.

This gave Harvey something to consider. At present, only he and Sonia lived on the island.

However, as more and more people came to believe in the Void, they would only need to stay on the island long enough to adapt and understand their own power, after which they would no longer need to remain there.

So there was no need for too many chefs for the time being. Forty chefs working in rotation would be enough.

At a weekly wage of twenty-one thousand per person, a monthly expense of around eight hundred thousand would be more than sufficient.

If he wanted to save some money, he could pay these chefs around four hundred thousand a month instead.

Even at the highest estimate, the annual compensation for these forty chefs would only be around ten million.

Even if he did not think of other ways to make money, completing a single bounty mission would be enough to pay these chefs for an entire year.

So Harvey did not deliberately choose the cheaper options. Instead, he picked according to his own preferences.

After all, eating was not only a path of Void evolution, but also one of its greatest pleasures. There was no need to mistreat his stomach just to save a little money.

He should save where it was necessary, but there was no need to quibble over expenses that did not need saving. As long as the experience was good enough, that was all that mattered.

Harvey looked through the list and quickly selected forty chefs.

Although Sonia did not look back, she heard the constant chiming sounds from the rear.

Knowing that Mr. Kassadin was just as she understood him to be and would not be stingy when it came to food put her at ease.

In truth, regardless of how well she wanted to handle these matters, it ultimately depended on whether Mr. Kassadin was satisfied.

However, this also let Sonia know that some of her ideas should pass muster.

Although Mr. Kassadin’s ability to make money was remarkable and he had earned several billion in just a few months,

it would still be best for the island to establish a healthy cycle.

The island was vast, and a section could later be set aside for farming and livestock.

Moreover, the permission she had applied for to fish near the island should also come in handy.

Although Mr. Kassadin had never said so explicitly, since he had planned a place for them to train,

that meant they would need to be provided with food. If everything were supplied, the cost of food alone would be an expense that could not be ignored.

Letting them catch some marine life themselves for food would be excellent as well.

She was now officially working for Mr. Kassadin.

She could begin gradually increasing her food intake and accelerating her own growth.

She had evolved three times within a month and could already feel the changes in herself.

So it was not difficult to guess that the people she would need to watch over in the future would not be weak.

Therefore, she had to become strong enough to oversee the other members of the Void Cult on Xandar when Mr. Kassadin was away.

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