I Am A Notorious Hidden Boss In The Alternate World

The Seymour family of four and Albion were forced to evacuate the home. Half an hour later, an old plumber arrived in his white ute.

"What is the problem?" The old plumber asks the group.

Klein Seymour gave the others a glance before he said with a forced smile, "Go inside, and you will know."

The old plumber glanced at them with doubt. It seems that the problem was very severe if he only needs to enter the house to understand.

"Alright. Leave it to me." The old plumber said confidently.

He opened up his ute and took out his toolbox before opening the door to the house. Albion and the Seymour family immediately distanced themselves from it.

A wave of foul air shortly escaped the building and assaulted the old plumber, causing his facial expression to stiffen in an instance.

Nevertheless, people were watching his back. He had said he would do the job confidently, so he could only steel his heart.

Albion and the Seymour family watched the old plumber enter the house with silent prayers for the person. However, the old plumber could be seen exiting the house shortly after.

"Is it done?" Klein Seymour inquired.

The old plumber did not answer.

He made his way to his white ute and packed up his toolbox before preparing to get in his vehicle.

Klein Seymour immediately stopped him and asks, "Where are you going? What about the job?"

"I don't want any part in this. It is not worth the effort! Please find someone else!" The old plumber stated. The mother of dung was stuck firmly in the toilet bowl.

Klein Seymour was taken aback before negotiating, "How about I double your pay? ...I'll triple the pay! You won't ever get a better deal than this!"

After a moment of hesitation, the old plumber finally agreed with a nod.

Nevertheless, he still felt like he was suffering a loss. He could not help but curiously, "Just what kind of thing took a sh*t in your toilet? Are you secretly raising some sort of God Beast?"

The Seymour family subconsciously glanced at Albion, causing him to avert his gaze in awkwardness.

"Never mind. It's not my place to ask." The old plumber did not pry further after the silent treatment.

The old plumber went back inside and managed to remove the mother dung after exerting a lot of effort. The abomination was sealed in a wooden box kept by Klein Seymour, and the old plumber was forced to sign a confidentiality agreement.

Sometime later, the foul smell was cleared from the house and the old plumber left. Everyone resumed their morning activities.

Jun Seymour made a simple western style breakfast consisting of toasts, bacon, sausages, poached eggs, and juice on the side for everyone.

After they finished their meal at around 7AM, Eleanor left for work in her neat black business suit, Anya headed to college, while Jun stayed home tending to housework.

Meanwhile, Albion headed into the city central shopping district with Klein Seymour in a white Honda Civic lookalike.

It was not the expensive type—in fact, it was considered relatively cheap. Even so, it was a type of car with one of the best mileages. Nevertheless, it was unfitting for a Seymour to own one, let alone drive it.

Although Klein Seymour's family lived frugally, Albion doubted that the rest of the Seymour family lived the same way. After all, they were a wealthy family with a successful business.

Not only do they catch their own fishes, but they also process and packaged them into canned fishes before selling.

Ever since the start of the Apocalypse, their canned fish business has been booming with growing demand. It was a type of portable ration Hunters could bring with them to dimensional rifts located in less developed areas.

After arriving in the shopping district, Klein Seymour helped Albion purchase dozens of clothes, varying from casual clothes to formal. As a basic bit—Ahem, simple person; Albion only chose black and white clothes.

Since neither of them was also extravagant people, none of the clothes were from big brands. They were common and cheap, but comfortable to wear, nonetheless.

After they were done with the clothes, Klein Seymour took Albion to a hair salon for a haircut and dye his hair black as per Albion's request. They ended up spending roughly an hour and a half there.

Klein Seymour settled the bill before his phone suddenly rang.

He shortly picked it up and answered, "Hello? ...oh, it's done already? That's fast! …Yes, I am in the city central shopping district right now. You're going to come to me to drop off the documents? ...Alright, I got it. Thanks, little bro... Ah, right. I am on Coral Street... Alright, see you soon."

Albion stared while Mr. Klein hung up the phone.

"It was my little brother. He is coming over with the identity paperwork for Young Master Albion. It is mostly done and only requires a photo before we can give you the ID card later."

Albion said with surprise, "That is surprisingly fast. It seems your little brother has some serious means and connection within the city."

If he remembered correctly, Klein Seymour's younger brother should be an ambitious person, aiming for Seymour Fishing Corporation's chairman position for when their father retires.

"To think that your younger brother would be so free; coming to pass the identification paperwork in-person," Albion added.

Klein Seymour chuckled lightly, "Hahaha, he is just a bit eager to befriend Young Master Albion after I told him a bit about you and what was happening with the Bloodmoon Gang."

"I see... that makes sense."

Albion nodded after a bit of thought.

An ambitious person would undoubtedly seek to build a friendly relationship with him after learning his extraordinary strength.

Nevertheless, Albion was curious to what extent the bond of brotherhood was between Klein Seymour and his younger brother, William Seymour.

As they waited by the road on Coral Street, Albion held many bags of newly bought clothes in both hands while Klein Seymour began to check the time.

It was roughly 11:05 AM.

Suddenly, a random passerby pulled out a kitchen knife from behind and held it to Albion's throat.

"Freeze! Give me all your money!" The 30-year odd male robber said.

Albion nearly slapped the person to death reflectively, but he refrained himself after hearing the robber's words and confirming the kitchen knife was ordinary.

He amused by the situation and asked, "Why are you robbing us when there are wealthier targets to rob like the bank or something?"

"He's right. Take a look at the bags. They are all cheap brands." Klein Seymour added.

The robber was surprised and glanced at the numerous plastic bags. He affirmed that they were indeed all cheap brands. Nevertheless, the ship has already been sailed. He had to be committed to his action.

"Just shut up and hand me both your wallets! I'm not kidding around, you know!" The robber said and exerted more strength on the kitchen knife.

"You… do not want to do that…" Klein Seymour calmly said, remembering that young master can block bullets with his body.

Albion added nonchalantly, "He's right, bro. You really do not want to do this.. Don't go there."

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