Sora ehe city of Bursa, Turkey, having pleted his st round of Prestige Grinding. Mentally exhausted from the repetitive task but satisfied, he decided it was time to rest .
He had pushed himself hard these days, and even after his st reset, he farmed for a few more hours leveling up to 93—his new maximum level.
It had only been a week since he’d begun this intense grind, but after disc a few small time saves to increase his efficy, his speed had skyrocketed.
One ge, in particur, made a massive difference: he no longer wasted time returning to the bank to deposit his Soul Pearls and the items he looted from monsters.
Instead, he’d purchased a Premium Chest from the Bank of Istanbul for 10 million gold.
This special chest allowed him to store arieve items directly from his bank vault, even from a distance. He could leave it behind wheing, only to find it waiting to be used again. There was a risk of theft, as the chest was lying on the floor. However anyone using the Chest could only access their own bank vault.
On top of that, they would o appear, take the chest, and leave iime Sora used to reset. It was unlikely, but Sora didn't care about the ten million gold Premium Chest. He could always buy another.
After acquiring the chest, Sora had focused entirely oing and leveling, shaving hours off his routine.
Now, refleg on the grind, he checked into an inled into his room, and took a moment to review his progress. His stats had climbed to Omega 20 in both body and energy, and his [True Mage] css had reached an impressive level 90. For the first time, he gave the css the attention and respect it deserved, by taking it to a higher level.
Sooiced a new addition to his skills;
[Innate Skill: Prestige] – Skill Option 3:[Description : In the Soul Pace, the user gains access to the Prestige Fe. The user use Soul Power te items bound to himself, allowing them to follow him beyoh.]Reading this, Sora frowned. He now had access to a… fe?
Sihe inn was managed by NPd therefore a safe zone, he sigo Hiyoko to guard him, warning her of his temporary absence, aered his [Soul Pace].
Onside, he noticed a ructure beside the familiar wooden hut—a shabby, old workshop. Curious, he stepped inside, only to find it dusty and run-down. Scattered around him were various workstations, each seemingly tailored to a specific purpose. Oation, with an axe and sword hanging above it, caught his attention. As he touched it, a notification appeared:
[Select the on you would like te][Sword][Two-Handed Sword][Axe][Hammer][Staff][Scepter]Sora scrolled through the list, which taihousands of options, including ons he reized and many he did not. Seleg the [Staff] option, he was greeted by another message:
[e 50 Soul Pearls to craft a rank 1 Staff]The price surprised him—50 Soul Pearls was a hefty iment for a single on. He had no idea how powerful this on would be, but he’d o try it out eventually. After all, he couldn’t keep resetting and appearing as if he’d lost everything every time.
He ied the other workstations, realizing he could also craft armor, shields, masks, clothes, accessories, and more. However, each item required signifit Soul Power, meaning he’d have to spend a fortuo fully equip himself.
Before leaving, he checked on his Alter Ego, making sure it was unharmed. Satisfied that his other self was safe, he exited the Soul Pad returo his room in the inn.
Looking around the room, searg for Hiyoko, he couldn't find her. He felt a small weight on his head, ahat she was sitting on his head, like a chi proteg her eggs and using his hair as a . 'This isn't what I meant when I asked you to guard me... Idiot'
He grabbed her gently and sat her in front of him.
S Hiyoko, notig the ges his Prestige grinding had ohough nowhere near his power level, her Talent Level had surged past a million, causio grow siderably. She was noable of handling monsters within her level range and could even challehose of a slightly higher level.
He smirked, "Hiyoko, you’ve gotten quite powerful these days."
The little bird, who had beeating on his head then on the floor as Sora moved her, opened her eyes and chirped in response.
“Oh? You say you’re strohan Kara now?” Sora chuckled at her boldness. The small creature had gairength alongside him and now held herself with an almost divine arrogance, as though she were a phoenix reborn.
"Alright then, you’ve earned yourself a duel with Kara. I’ll even help you train if you’re not fident in winning. Need a bit of body f? Your feathers could use some polishing and refining. I could even introduce you to the five elements if you want to take it further and train your resistance."
Hiyoko shivered at the memory of her master’s grueling training and shook her head quickly, refusing the offer. Shed out loud, realizing that with Hiyoko, some things would never ge. They chatted a bit before settling down to sleep. Though his body brimmed with energy, the staing had taken its toll on him mentally.
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The m, Sora and Hiyoko left the inn and made their way to the [Au House]. He’d emptied his vault into a few [High-Grade Space Bags] and was ready to vert his mountain of items into gold. He headed to the ter to get the gold from selling items in the past resets and it seemed that they had earned him a tidy 82 million gold.
Even Sora, who did not care about wealth anymore, couldn't help but smile. 'Maybe I will his gold eventually. Who knows?' He wondered, seeing the numbers.
At the ter, the clerk trembled as he reized Sora as soon as he saw the amount and hastily pulled out a [Mana Phone]. Sora could hear him whispering, "Hall Master, he’s back! … Yes, it’s him … e quickly." Sora sighed. Apparently, he’d made quite a name for himself here, which he found a bit of a nuisance.
Turning back to Sora, the clerk greeted him with nervous enthusiasm, "Once mood m, esteemed t! We are hoo wele you to our humble hall."
Sora, not one for excessive fttery, replied curtly, "You have already greeted me a few minutes ago. I'm just a normal pyer, don't be so courteous. Please appraise my items ahem up for au."
Before the clerk could respond, Sora sensed a rapid movement nearby and wondered who would use skills in this core area, where it was supposed to be forbidden.
Soon, a young man, appearing no older thay, approached with remarkable speed. Looking at the title above his head, Sora saw ‘Au House Hall Master’—an iing title for such a young NPC.
The young maed him with a polite smile, "Hello, esteemed guest. Would you care for a cup of coffee or anything else?"
"Not really," Sora replied, slightly annoyed. "I just want to sell my items."
"Uood," the Hall Master replied smoothly. "I wao discuss a potential arrahat could increase the gold you earn from your sales. If you have a moment, I’d be happy to expin."
Sora crossed his arms, "Alright, but let’s keep it brief. I have a busy day ahead."
The Hall Master nodded, ung into his pitch. "We’ve noticed that some of your items could be from a more strategic prig approach. Specifically, 37% of your items have sold below market value, 9% went unsold due to high initial prices, and 19% were sold during periods of low demand or in rge quantities, impag their value."
"For distinguished ts like yourself, we offer a Private Agent System. This service assigns a dedicated agent to optimize your sales, ensuring you sistently receive mold than you would by selling in bulk. The agent monitors demand, market trends, and ideal selling periods."
Sora sidered this. “Makes sense. With so many items, I don’t always have the time to set prices carefully. It’s a hassle just managing it all.”
He asked, "So what’s in it for you? How much does this service cost?"
The Hall Master chuckled, "Of course, there’s a fee. The ission rate would increase from 2% to 5%, but we’re fident it’s worth the iment. Additionally, we’ll provide you with an [Auailbox], allowing you to send items directly to the au from anywhere, sparing you the o return to our humble hall each time."
Snced around, admiring the grandeur of the hall—much rger and more impressive than the one in Paris. The wealth flowing through this pce was astounding, making the term ‘humble’ seem almost ironic.
'They sure have excellent salesmen to be smelling the potential to leech money from me. Anyway, I'll probably earn even more than before, so they might as well be paid for their work"
After a moment's sideration, he nodded. "Alright, we have a deal."
The clerk trembled with excitement, and the Hall Master turo him, "Rond, please fet [Auailbox] for our VIP."
Rond dashed off eagerly to fulfill the request, while Sora looked on, ready to streamline his sales and make the most of his items.
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