[You have received Rank-A Item: Spirit Grove Seed.]
The first Rank-A ticket Atlas opened revealed... a small seed encased in a glowing, greenish shield of light.
He picked up the item, inspecting it closely before reading the description.
[Grows a tree that grants buffs to nearby units.]
"A seed for so kind of tree. Who knows what it’ll grow into, but I do know exactly who’s going to want this," he said.
Right on cue, Mira bounded toward the stage, her cheerful expression lighting up as she held out both hands eagerly.
"Take it, Mira."
"Whoa... A seed! This looks so cool!" she exclaid. "I can’t wait to see what kind of tree it’ll grow into!"
"Do you know what kind of tree this seed belongs to, Mira?"
Mira blinked, staring at the seed intently.
"Hmm... maybe it’s a candy tree!" she said. "Like, the kind where lollipops grow on branches, and chocolate coins fall when the wind blows!"
She gasped, eyes sparkling. "Or, or maybe it’s a carrot tree! I know carrots don’t grow on trees, but what if this one breaks the rules?! A magical rebel carrot tree! I’ll na it Carrotzilla!"
Then she hugged the seed like a treasured relic. "Don’t worry, little seed. I’ll take care of you. We’re gonna grow sothing legendary!"
With that, Mira spun on her heel and dashed away.
[You have received Rank-A Item: Party Recall Crystal.]
A crystal appeared next, shimring with a white hue and a faint purple glow swirling within its transparent core.
Atlas picked it up, studying the object curiously before the description appeared.
[Instantly teleports your entire party to safety.]
"Oh..." he murmured, pausing as he considered the scenarios where such an item might co in handy.
Another single-use item, but one with potentially life-saving utility. The thought of being able to evacuate his entire party in an ergency, whether from a dead-end or an overwhelming threat.... made him nod in quiet approval.
"Not bad," he said, addressing the group.
He quickly explained the crystal’s function to everyone before tucking it safely into his inventory.
With that, he moved on.
[You have received Rank-A Item: Codex of Ancient Redies.]
This ti, a scroll materialized before him. Atlas quickly grabbed it, and the item’s description appeared.
[Decodes the blueprint of a specific, ancient artifact or potion.]
He paused for a mont, tapping his fingers against the scroll thoughtfully as he murmured, "Jackpot. Tell , could this thing decode the Rank-A Item: Soulbinding Armor Set and give the blueprint for it?"
If Atlas could acquire the blueprint for the Soulbinding Armor Set, he could mass-produce it! With enough resources and the right blacksmiths, he could distribute the armor to everyone on the island. And boost their defense overall.
[Host, that item is still classified as a Rank-A item. It should be well within the Codex’s capabilities. You could give it a try.]
"Interesting," he muttered. "But I’ll probably need a high-rank blacksmith to make use of the blueprint, right?"
He recalled how production classes were ranked by their craftsmanship abilities: Beginner, Advanced, Expert, and Master.
Each rank was further divided into 10 levels. Blueprints, particularly for rare or high-grade items, often required blacksmiths of a specific rank to craft them successfully.
For now, Gacha Haven only had Beginner blacksmiths. With that limitation in mind, he decided to set the scroll aside for the ti being, waiting for the right opportunity to put it to use.
Well, three items that should be great, even if their full potential couldn’t be realized imdiately. Still, they were Rank-A items, and that alone was sothing to appreciate.
He still had plenty of chances left. "Let’s keep going! Speed it up!" he said.
Atlas tossed another ten tickets into the air, watching as they sparkled briefly before revealing their results.
Brown. Brown. Brown. Brown. Brown.
His jaw tightened, anxiety creeping in. Co on...
Brown. Brown. Brown.
"Are you kidding ?!"
Brown.
Finally, the last one lit up. Purple!
"FIRE!" The crowd erupted in excitent, even though they all knew it was the bare minimum for a decent pull.
Atlas let out a heavy sigh, shaking his head.
"Well, here we go," he said, turning his attention to the single Rank-A ticket he’d managed to pull.
The ticket glowed brightly, and as the light intensified, shapes began to form. Thin, glowing tallic fibers unfurled, snaking outward and assembling into what looked like a figure.
Wait... is this...?
Everyone around him leaned closer.
The shape solidified, taking on a humanoid form. Matte surfaces glead under the light, sleek armor plating covering its body. From its head, flexible, tallic fibers cascaded like flowing hair.
"An android?" soone whispered.
"A robot?" another guessed.
Finally, the item’s na appeared.
[You have received Rank-A Item: Sentinel Training Mannequin.]
"A training mannequin?"
[Level 60-120 combat dummy with adaptive strategies.]
Atlas examined the Sentinel Training Mannequin carefully, analyzing its functions and potential. The item’s capabilities intrigued him. It could wield multiple weapon types and adjust its level from 60 to 120.
"A training partner?" he mused.
Turning to the others, he explained the mannequin’s features. The excitent grew as everyone realized the potential for sparring with such an advanced tool.
"I call dibs on fighting it first! Wait, never mind, I take it back! What if it pulls out a spear? I hate spears!"
"What if we give it a hat? Like a straw hat! That way, when it beats us up, at least it looks friendly!"
"I’m gonna give it a flower crown," another chid in. "Right before it crushes ."
Atlas chuckled, shaking his head. "Well, I’ll definitely give it a try later. Being able to train against a unit with this kind of level range and weapon variety is going to be a huge help."
The only downside? The mannequin was strictly for sparring. It had no combat mode and couldn’t be deployed in actual battles. A sha, considering the imnse value a level 120 adaptive unit could bring to their forces.
His thoughts drifted for a mont. What if he found soone who could modify this robot?
With a small sigh, he stored the robot in his inventory.
Twenty pulls so far, and... decent results, though the items he had received leaned more toward potential rather than practicality. Still, the sparring robot held promise. Even if he already had Kurogasa, a master with various weapons, the mannequin could still be an excellent tool for the troops to train with.
It wasn’t perfect, but there was no doubt it would significantly boost his team’s overall potential.
Whether or not he’d end up doing all 80 pulls tonight... that was still up in the air.
Honestly, he was already struggling to hold back. The urge to go all-in was real. Still, he reminded himself that it was better not to use all the tickets in one go. Patience was part of the strategy, after all.
Hopefully, he’d pull sothing exciting early, sothing good enough to convince himself to stop while he was ahead.
"Alright, next ten tickets!" he declared, flicking his wrist as he cast them into the air.
Brown. Brown. Brown. Brown. Brown.
Atlas groaned. "Are you kidding ?!"
Brown. Brown. Brown.
And then, a glimr of hope. Purple!
"FIRE!" the crowd shouted in unison.
Another ticket lit up. Purple again!
"FIRE!"
Atlas smirked, his disappointnt easing. "Not bad, two Rank-A tickets!" he said, cracking his knuckles.
"Now, co on. Give sothing useful!"
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