The First Store System

Chapter 701: A New Day with New Customers(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 dimension.

It had only been fifty years since the store opened, and many customers were already this close to that mark. Charles wasn’t aware of the XPs increment after crossing the hundredth level since this information wasn’t publicly available to those who didn’t have any of their family members or friends over Level 100. If Charles knew, he would have never thought like it.

The increment in XPs didn’t double, but it grew tenfold, making even a single increment that many times more challenging and demanded that many times 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 moment, he found himself in an area filled with thousand virtual portals. Around sixty percent in the group were greyed out, signifying that someone was already using them.

Charles found the nearest active virtual portal and touched it using his right hand. The next moment, a suction force more assertive than anything he had felt appeared and sucked him inside. It didn’t even give enough time for Charles to understand what had happened to him.

Not long after Charles left, the store welcomed a New customer.

“So, this is the store making waves across the Primal dimension,” The stranger covered in a cloak muttered as he stood at the entrance of the building.

He then looked above and saw the name 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 same time, 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 excitement 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 moment, he sucked a cold breath of air as he recognized the material used in Ashamba.

The man’s excitement finally dimmed, and a feeling of pain emerged in his heart as a piece of memory 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 memory. At the same time, 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 memory was too painful for him to relive. He pushed the memory away. The next moment, his eyes brightened, and the excitement returned to them when he remembered the purpose behind his coming here.

pᴀ(ɴᴅ)ᴀ ɴoᴠᴇʟ His eyes then fell on the queue filled with hundreds of thousands of customers 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 something. Time was the least of his concern, so he decided to talk with the store owner first and then do for what he had come here.

While the man was busy in the queue, Aakesh was conversing with a new customer that had entered the store for the first time today earlier in the morning.

“No, the exchange rate wouldn’t change for Panagea,” Aakesh expressionlessly answered the customer.

“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 customers, 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.