"All right. Should I get the contract?" The old man asked.
"There's no need for that. I have one here." Jack replied as he removed a contract from his pant's pocket.
The old man's lips twitched as he thought that perhaps Jack had come over prepared. Could it be that Jack had already been preparing to recruit the shadow organization when he came over? Just thinking of it, he couldn't help but curse at Jack for beating up his grandson and son.
What the old man did not know was the fact that, the contract that Jack had taken out was actually from the system. Just like the 100 puppets, the contracts were capable of getting materialized from the system.
With just a single thought, the contract was able to appear in his pants' pocket. So, he took it out, and began writing the details of what he wanted.
