Chapter 701: A New Day with New Custors(8)
As Charles left the weapons room, he didn’t stop and turned toward the portals room. When he entered, his eyes fell on the leaderboard and caught the level of the adventurers reigning there. He couldn’t help but get surprised seeing the power levels since the store owner had told him that Level 250 was the breaching point of the Primal dinsion.
It had only been fifty years since the store opened, and many custors were already this close to that mark. Charles wasn’t aware of the XPs incrent after crossing the hundredth level since this information wasn’t publicly available to those who didn’t have any of their family mbers or friends over Level 100. If Charles knew, he would have never thought like it.
The incrent in XPs didn’t double, but it grew tenfold, making even a single incrent that many tis more challenging and demanded that many tis more hard work.
Charles then stopped thinking about the leaderboard and levels. He instead focused on the virtual portals lying next to him in continuous rows.
Charles could sense that the hundred virtual portals in front of him were only a drop in the bucket of portals. As expected, when he attempted to peer through the space, he found himself standing around the eleven millionth row in an ocean full of greyed virtual portals.
Charles then stopped peering, and the next mont, he found himself in an area filled with thousand virtual portals. Around sixty percent in the group were greyed out, signifying that soone was already using them.
Charles found the nearest active virtual portal and touched it using his right hand. The next mont, a suction force more assertive than anything he had felt appeared and sucked him inside. It didn’t even give enough ti for Charles to understand what had happened to him.
Not long after Charles left, the store welcod a New custor.
“So, this is the store making waves across the Primal dinsion,” The stranger covered in a cloak muttered as he stood at the entrance of the building.
He then looked above and saw the na of the store. The man’s eyes widened in surprise as he could feel that the words weren’t simple as they looked.
He then returned his sight back to the store and finally focused on the problem. The gate of the store was wide open, and yet the man failed to see anything except a cover of an opaque barrier. At the sa ti, not even a decibel of sound leaked from the store.
“As expected,” The man muttered with an excited expression as he raised his right foot.
When the foot landed, the man found his surroundings changing. He was now standing inside the store. The man turned around only to find out that he couldn’t also see or hear anything that was going on outside the store.
The excitent on the man’s face grew as if he finally found the purpose of his life. His eyes then fell on the floor he stood on. The next mont, he sucked a cold breath of air as he recognized the material used in Ashamba.
The man’s excitent finally dimd, and a feeling of pain erged in his heart as a piece of mory related to Ashamba appeared in his mind.
The man was an Immortal and a late one at that. His father was also an Immortal, but when he had only reached the peak of Immortality, the father had found himself getting ambushed by a bunch of the people he used to call friends.
The reason for the ambush was armor made of Ashamba. The man’s father had just gotten it from ruin only a few days before his breakthrough to the peak level.
The ambush of the group succeeded as they successfully killed the man’s father and gained armor made of Ashamba.
Seeing the unlimited amount of Ashamba, the man rekindled that mory. At the sa ti, he thought about what if his father had never found the armor made of Ashamba in that ruin. He might have never gotten attacked and would still be with him.
The man moved his eyes away from the floor as the mory was too painful for him to relive. He pushed the mory away. The next mont, his eyes brightened, and the excitent returned to them when he rembered the purpose behind his coming here.
pᴀ(ɴᴅ)ᴀ ɴoᴠᴇʟ His eyes then fell on the queue filled with hundreds of thousands of custors and the blue-skinned store owner.
“As mysterious as the mystery itself,” The man muttered as he couldn’t recognize the race or cultivation level of the store owner. He finally knew why people called the store owner mysterious.
The man then took a step forward and approached the queue. A thought of directly entering the three rooms appeared in his mind, but the man decided against it for two reasons. He didn’t know what would be the store owner’s reaction to it, and second, he would have to return to the store owner in the first place if he wanted to buy sothing. Ti was the least of his concern, so he decided to talk with the store owner first and then do for what he had co here.
While the man was busy in the queue, Aakesh was conversing with a new custor that had entered the store for the first ti today earlier in the morning.
“No, the exchange rate wouldn’t change for Panagea,” Aakesh expressionlessly answered the custor.
“Thanks, store owner,” The man unwillingly replied and finally tapped on the blue screen floating next to him.
The man had entered the store earlier in the morning after his friend’s suggestion. Like other custors, he liked Panagea the most of the four products.
He entered Panagea and completed his first quest. The reward he gained from Panagea impressed the man so much that he decided to take it out.
But when the man saw the price he needed to pay for the exchange rate, he couldn’t help but approach the store owner and complain.
Unfortunately for the man, his conversation resulted in nothing. The rules for the store and its products were set by the system. Aakesh had already discussed with the system about the high exchange rate. Since he was satisfied, there was no point in his raising the topic again.
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