Chapter 636 Raiding The Vault (4)
**Hey guys, I want to thank everyone from the bottom of my heart for sticking around. I have long since made more than one announcent in the discord, but I will fill in those of you who don't know here.
*For the last two months, I have been MIA, and the series was on hiatus because I had yet another death in the family, this one happening the day of IRL Brance's wedding, and this ti it was the Aunt who raised us growing up.
*With back-to-back deaths in my family (Uncle in FEB, now Aunt in JULY, partnered with IRL Brance's wedding, my head was all over the place, along with my ntal state. However, We are back in business, and it's ti to get back on the grind, especially since our second Anniversary is rapidly approaching.
*So once again, thank you all, from the bottom of my little decrepit black heart, for sticking around, and now, without further ado, lets goo.**
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Sitting up and hopping to his feet, Cynrik quickly dusted himself off and fought a wave of nausea his new vision brought about. If the only thing he faced was restructuring his eyes, then it wouldn't have been that disorienting.
However, subconsciously, and through a habit he had ford over the past few years, Cynrik had automatically activated his newly improved [Mana Sight], in turn causing his vision to swim about for a mont as the once hazy yet colorful clouds dotting his sight representing the Ambient Mana had undergone a drastic and radical change.
Before, his ocular skill allowed him to view the world in 480p; now, everything he saw was in a crisp 4k resolution, turning the once vibrant particle clouds into distinct colored orbs of pure energy.
Due to the high levels of focus required to undergo the combination lock cracking, Cynrik hadn't been affected upon increasing the Tier of his [Mana Sight]. However, now that he was in a calm state of rest, the images his brain received were overwhelming enough to cause him almost to hurl.
Grunting in annoyance and swiftly deactivating the skill, Cynrik caught himself from falling and shook his head a few tis to clear the dizziness.
"That's gonna take so getting used to…" He grumbled before patting the dainty hand which had caught his shoulder to balance him.
"Let guess, you instinctively activated [Mana sight] and almost ate shit?" Rolling her eyes and stepping up beside Cynrik, Selene teased.
"Tsk, ? Make such a mistake? Never, anyway, let's get this big ass door opened." With a dismissive snort, Cynrik moved away from Selene and gingerly walked toward the massive Vault door.
"So…what's next? I assu shouting Open Sesa won't work since there isn't any power." Looking toward the top of the large door, Selene watched out of the corner of her eye as Cynrik calmly reached forward, caught hold of the protruding handle, and pulled.
RUMMMBLE
With little effort on Cynrik's behalf, the door easily slid open a quarter of a ter before he stopped and tossed a cocky smile over his shoulder toward Selene.
"Easy work is easy work, Ma Petite." He stated matter of factly before pulling the door open wide enough to release a gust of pressurized air.
Stepping backward and pulling the door open, Cynrik created a space large enough for them to slip into the vault before releasing the handle and walking to the far right of the room, where the newly created entrance existed.
Less than a minute later, the married couple stood in the center of the large vault room and glanced around, with Cynrik having a pensive expression plastered across his face, while Selene was the spitting image of a kid on Christmas morning.
Contrary to what Selene had expected to see, what she was observing wasn't a standard bank vault or even what she had seen in movies; instead, she and Cynrik stood in what could only be described as a cross between a jewelry store and a departnt store.
The walls of the Vault room were lined with a multitude of glass cases, ranging from long ones to tall ones, and the open space in the center was filled with large racks like a departnt store.
"Woah…" Selene couldn't help but mutter as she quickly ran to the nearest glass-case before pressing her face on the surface and observing its contents.
anwhile, Cynrik mosied around the vault, his hands clasped behind his back, taking a ntal inventory of his new wares. In doing so, he constantly gathered a wealth of information on each item that he didn't instantly recognize by way of his [Inspect] skill, which was already at Tier-4 and thus would give him all the fine details of every item he inspected.
'Trash, trash, flashy material, trash skill books, la weapons, sigh, when I saw the dense Mana Particles on everything in the room from within the Shadow Realm, I expected this shit to be a good haul.' He thought while heaving an annoyed sigh.
'At best, this crap can only be used by the kids; not even Brance would touch any of this garbage. Since we are far too overpowered, half this shit would be broken the mont we used it.' Pushing aside his apparent disappointnt, Cynrik moved deeper into the vault before coming to an abrupt halt upon hearing a loud…
CRASH!
"Hehehehehe, one for , one for hubby, one for …" But once he heard the greedy giggles that accompanied the smashing sound, Cynrik rely shook his head and continued searching for the cluster of items that initially drew his attention from below.
Unfortunately, due to his hesitation in using [Mana Sight], Cynrik's task beca boring and tedious as he found it necessary to go through each item one by one until finally, after around thirty minutes, he ca upon a shelf housing several what could only be described as treasure chests made of valuable and shiny tals.
'Sigh, if they aren't inside these boxes, then I guess this whole endeavor has wasted my ti.' He thought, then, with a flick of his wrist, his right hidden blade extended, allowing him to pick the lock on the first of five chests.
Within three breaths, a soft yet distinct "CLICK" was audible, and Cynrik flipped open the top of the chest, revealing its contents to the world.
"Oh ho ho, now what is this…" Slightly surprised, Cynrik reached in and withdrew three identical-sized glowing stones; one had a tallic silver sheen, the second a golden tallic luster, and the final one, a dull bronze, which sohow still ca off as shiny.
Holding the three stones in his hand, Cynrik couldn't help but break into a wide grin as he shuffled them around in a circle in his palm in a juggling manner.
"Oh? Whatcha got there…hold up…are those what I think they are?" Seemingly appearing out of nowhere, Selene jumped toward Cynrik's hand and brought her face down to examine the three shiny stones swirling around his palm.
"Yep, it's exactly what you think, three tal Affinity Orbs… Silver, Gold, and Bronze, kuekuekue, ti to turn Brancie into a money printing machine kuekuekue." Releasing a creepy laugh with eyes filled with greed, Cynrik confird Selene's thoughts as she also began giggling in a strange accompanint.
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