"Regarding reliability and loyalty, who can compare to the Unsullied soldiers?" Daenerys said.
The interdimensional trade device could trade living beings. Still, compared to regular trading, trading living beings was a bit more complicated. The traded object must not resist or have the ability to resist.
However, this was not a problem with the Unsullied.
The "Unsullied" were the slaves of Slaver's Bay. After castrating the slaves at a young age, they trained them to be a non-human army with no freedom, status, or emotion, only endless obedience.
Before encountering Daenerys, these soldiers had almost erased all human characteristics, including physical sensations, emotions, and pain, leaving only absolute obedience to their masters who purchased them and fearlessness towards death and torture.
Only after Daenerys arrived at Slaver's Bay and tricked the slave masters into giving her the command of the Unsullied did they gain their freedom and dignity.
Therefore, this fearless army was completely loyal to Daenerys.
So as long as Daenerys spoke and asked them to be traded to Josh as commodities, they would not resist.
It had to be said that Josh was very tempted by Daenerys' proposal. Although the Unsullied soldiers may not have the best minds due to being slaves, they were perfect as guards.
With several dozen Unsullied soldiers, if they were taught how to use guns, Josh would not have to fear facing the CPD (Chicago Police Department) or any other gang.
He wouldn't have to be so cautious about exchanging gold as he was now.
As for whether having a few extra people around him would cause unnecessary trouble, there was no need to worry too much.
After all, the whole world was at war now. Many refugees with visas had gathered in major port cities in the United States, such as Chicago, Los Angeles, and New York. They could only live in specific refugee camps. Although Chicago was an inland area, its port could still lead to Europe along the Lawrence River.
This was also why Chicago had so many European immigrants, such as Italians.
So as long as Josh spent a little more money, it would be easy to give the Unsullied soldiers refugee status and then legally obtain their American identity.
After careful consideration, however, Josh ultimately refused Daenerys' proposal.
"Sorry, Daenerys, your proposal is good, but I also hope you understand the importance of the trading device to us. I still believe that it is not suitable for anyone besides ourselves to know of its existence because it is a risk for us, even if that risk is minimal." Josh shook his head and said.
"You're right. I was a little hasty," Daenerys said after hearing Josh's words. She thought about it and said no more.
Cutting off communication with Daenerys, Josh breathed a sigh of relief, waved his hand, and a heavy gold bar appeared in his hand.
"Mwah!" Looking at the gold bar in his hand, Josh couldn't help but kiss it. Gold, it was such a wonderful thing.
After indulging in the gold for a while, Josh got up, packed his things, looked at the sky outside, which was not too late, and prepared to go out for dinner.
Although there was still a bit of bread at home, he had been eating it for almost a week and definitely didn't want to eat it again in the short term.
Although he had spent most of the US dollars he exchanged in the morning, he still had several tens of dollars left, so he didn't need to be too frugal.
Josh tidied his clothes, checked the M1911 he bought during the day, loaded it, and put it into the system's warehouse before confidently stepping out of the door.
"Mr. Kane!" Just as he was about to leave, he was stopped by someone wearing a uniform.
Josh recognized the clothes on the person as being from the property management company.
"What can I do for you?" Josh was a little puzzled.
"Mr. Kane, this is your property management bill for the past three months. We didn't bother you before because of the death of your parents, but it's been so long now. What do you think?" It turned out that the other party had come to collect a debt, but their attitude was still good.
What surprised Josh, however, was that he didn't expect property fees in America at this time.
Of course, this could only be attributed to Josh's lack of knowledge.
In fact, the concept of property management fees had already appeared in England in the 1860s and soon spread to the United States.
Although it was still the 1940s, the system in the United States was already very well established in this regard.
Although Josh was somewhat surprised by this, the property fee was not expensive. After all, this was just an ordinary civilian apartment. The property fee was forty-two cents a month and just over a dollar for three months.
He paid the bill immediately.
Seeing Josh paying, the other party also showed a relaxed smile.
Property management companies were not afraid that homeowners would not pay property fees because property companies in Europe and America have always been very powerful. When the homeowner accumulates a certain amount of debt, they can submit it to the court and directly auction off the homeowner's property through a judicial procedure.
However, just because the property management company was not afraid didn't mean that the employees who collected the property fee were not afraid. Not receiving money or being complained against by homeowners would also affect their bonus income. For them, it was naturally better to avoid trouble.
"By the way, does your property management company have a business of selling properties on behalf of the owner?" After paying the bill, Josh handed the other party a ten-cent tip and asked.
"Uh, Mr. Kane, are you planning to move out?" Upon hearing Josh's words, the other party asked somewhat unexpectedly.
"Yes, that's right. This is my sad place, you know, so I'm planning to leave here." Josh pretended to be sad.
But he didn't plan to continue living here.
After all, this apartment was too small, the security was average, and someone had died here—even though it was the parents of this body, Josh still felt uncomfortable.
Before, he had no money and no choice.
But now, with all the gold in the system warehouse, he could buy a luxurious mansion and a six-bedroom house in a high-end community.
Of course, this didn't mean Josh had to buy such a big house. After all, he was lonely and didn't need such a big space.
And he had to leave most of the money as operating capital.
So, he planned to rent a more upscale apartment in the short term.
"I see. The company does have a business of selling properties on behalf of the owner. And now, small properties like this are very easy to sell. If Mr. Kane needs it, I can help you to contact us." The other party nodded and said.
"Thank you. Please let me know if you have any news." Josh nodded and didn't mention how to inform him because it wasn't necessary. Although the apartment was very ordinary, there was also a doorman at the entrance. When he was at home, the doorman could see him coming in and out, so he didn't have to worry about not being found.
After reaching an agreement with the other party, Josh left the apartment.
Then, his originally good mood instantly turned sour.
Because the spot where he had just parked his newly bought second-hand Ford car was now empty.
On the streets of Chicago at dusk, Josh stood disheveled in the wind.
His newly bought car was stolen just a few hours after getting home.
This was an experience he had never had before.
In his previous life, living in the safest country in China, he had never encountered car theft and rarely even heard of it.
But America was different. In just one city, New York, there were over two thousand car thefts from January to March 2022...
If this was the case in 2022, one could imagine how rampant car thefts were in the earlier decades of America, especially in the 1940s.
So Josh, who had bought a car without any precaution, was just a typical victim.
So what should he do now that he has discovered his car was stolen?
Report it to the police?
Josh shook his head at the distant patrol car on the side of the road.
Forget it. Even in the 60s, car theft cases in America had a low clearance rate, let alone in this era.
And in this era, American police were very corrupt. Without money and no power, don't expect them to do anything.
There was also a very important problem: Josh's car, which he had bought at noon, had not been registered at all...
So even if Josh was unhappy about it, he could only accept his misfortune.
Without a car, he would just have to walk!
Originally, Josh wanted to drive around Chicago at night to see if there were any "fun" places. Still, now he could only eat something nearby and return to sleep.
Josh would never wander around in America's night without a car, even with a gun.
Soon, it was the next day.
After tidying up, he went out again, not on foot, but had arranged for a taxi in advance. And then came to yesterday's grocery store again.
Entering the store, he found that it was not Old Hawk behind the counter but a young girl in her twenties.
"Good morning; what can I help you with?" The young girl asked warmly when she saw Josh come in.
"Is Old Hawk not here?" Josh didn't say what he wanted but asked instead.
After all, Old Hawk owned the store, and this girl couldn't possibly handle the exchange of gold.
"You're looking for my grandfather? Wait a moment. He is working in the back. I'll go call him." The girl didn't pay much attention to Josh's attitude and turned to go into the back of the store. She was Old Hawk's granddaughter and often came to help out. She had seen many mysterious customers like Josh and was already used to it.
Old Hawk soon came out and was surprised to see Josh again.
"We meet again, young man. Is it gold again?"
"Yes, your prices are quite fair, so I decided to exchange more. I just don't know if you can handle it." Josh nodded.
"Hehe, young man, I know what you're worried about, but don't underestimate Old Hawk. This store has been here for decades, and although it doesn't look big, there are many priceless things here. Have you seen it? Although they are all second-hand goods, the gold you exchanged yesterday wouldn't even be enough to exchange for any watch in this cabinet." Old Hawk laughed, pointing to a nearby watch cabinet.
Josh hadn't noticed it before, but after looking closer at the watch cabinet, he knew that Old Hawk was telling the truth.
There weren't many watches in the cabinet, only seven or eight, but each one was very well preserved.
Although he didn't know much about watches, after all, he couldn't afford luxury watches in his previous life. However, this did not prevent him from recognizing the brands of these watches.
Patek Philippe, Rolex, Breguet... Although it was the 1940s, the value of these famous watches was at least thousands of dollars at that time - of course, provided that they were genuine.
Even if only half of them were authentic, their value would exceed the gold that Josh possessed.
Josh could only sigh in his heart that he did not know these things.
"120 ounces. The purity should be about the same!" Since Old Hawk was so confident, Josh didn't hesitate anymore. Just like yesterday, he took out a small bag and put it on the counter.
Twelve gold bars, with a total weight of over 3.4 kilograms, sounded like a lot.
However, there wasn't much in terms of volume, as the quality of gold was there.
A gold bar weighing 10 ounces was not as big as a single Snickers bar.
Therefore, although the gold was removed from the system, it did not arouse suspicion.
"This is good stuff. I'll take it all. Same price as yesterday, okay?" Old Hawk picked up a gold bar and weighed it, then smiled and said.
"Okay!" The other party's price was fair, so Josh naturally had no objection.
Soon, these 120 ounces of gold were exchanged for $4,800.
Receiving the money, Josh couldn't help feeling excited.
Putting the thick stack of bills into his pocket - actually, it was directly deposited into the system warehouse - Josh said goodbye to Old Hawk and walked out of the grocery store.
Turning two corners and ensuring no one was watching or following him, he tried to hail a taxi to the car dealership and buy a car.
After all, as the third largest city in the United States, Chicago was still quite large.
Public transportation in the United States was also very poor and inconvenient without a car.
As for stealing a car, Josh had thought about it. He would look for a place with no one around to park the car and then directly store it in the system warehouse. Could he still lose it?
However, it was not easy to hail a taxi. Josh was lucky yesterday and got one immediately. However, he waited for more than ten minutes today and still didn't see an empty car.
But just as he got impatient, a Ford car raced past him.
Although the appearance of cars in this era was similar, Josh recognized the one that had just driven past him at a glance. It was the one he had just bought yesterday and was stolen.
Because there was a very obvious scratch on the rear of the car when he bought it, and it was the same as the one in front of him now.
Immediately, he ran after the car.
Although the speed of cars in this era had long surpassed 70 miles per hour, due to being in the city and during the war, Roosevelt had ordered a ban on high-speed driving. Even on the highway, the maximum speed limit was only 35 miles per hour.
Therefore, the other party's speed was not fast, only a little over 20 miles per hour.
Josh, relying on his youth and a burst of energy, managed to keep up with the car for a short time.
However, as the car turned at the next intersection, Josh stopped.
Because it was not a good place ahead, Little Italy was in the immigrant district. Two more streets ahead were Chinatown.
Unfortunately, unlike the Little Italys and Chinatowns of major American cities in later years, which were famous tourist destinations and bustling markets, the Little Italys and Chinatowns of this era were still synonymous with slums, not much better than the segregated black neighborhoods.
In his original memories, his parents warned him not to go near Little Italy and Chinatown.
So Josh was quite hesitant now.
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