The mont Sage issued the command, the air before him shimred.
Floating holographic panels rearranged themselves, collapsing inward before expanding into organized layers of structured data.
Lines of light slid into place like pages turning in a living book, and new windows opened one after another, each frad in translucent blue and etched with elegant sigils. The system’s voice resonated softly within his mind.
[Displaying newly unlocked facility data.]
The first projection unfolded prominently: The Adventurer Inn. A detailed architectural model rotated slowly in mid-air, its six floors peeling apart into sectional layers. Each level revealed long corridors lined with private rooms, shared halls, training suites, and equipnt storage vaults.
This inn was more than just a place to sleep; it was a living complex designed to stabilize, sustain, and subtly enhance its residents. Built-in restorative formations lined the walls, temperature regulation arrays ensured constant comfort, and ergency reinforcent seals could isolate floors during attacks or magical accidents.
As Sage skimd through the textual information scrolling beside the model, he narrowed his eyes slightly in appreciation.
The Inn allowed for long-term resident adventurers and enabled rotating occupancy tiers while supporting contracted personnel, cooks, cleaners, supply managers, security detachnts.
Most importantly, it generated steady inco through room fees, long-term leases, premium cultivation suites, a self-sustaining residential economy.
Sage exhaled slowly as the second projection expanded: The Adventurer Restaurant. Its interior unfolded like a grand culinary arena with massive kitchens equipped with large furnaces and preservation chambers.
Ingredient vaults were segnted by elental compatibility while preparation zones were layered by beast material order. Dining halls ranged from communal refectories to exclusive high-tier chambers reserved for veteran teams or VIP contractors.
The system scrolled nutritional data: magical beast cuisine, potion-infused als, stat-augnting recipes, long-term constitution enhancent diets and temporary buff consumables.
Sage’s pupils glinted; this was not rely food but controlled power distribution. If he hired skilled chefs, true culinarians who could break down fourth-order and fifth-order magical beast materials into consumable strength, the Guild would not only feed adventurers but also shape their growth curves.
This ant influence and dependence and profits that would be absurdly high.
He envisioned contracted hunting teams supplying beast carcasses directly to the Guild; chefs processing them into enhancent als, adventurers purchasing als that made them stronger and faster, those sa adventurers clearing higher ranked dungeons, their earnings increasing, the Guild taking its cut, a closed loop feeding back into itself.
Sage nodded faintly as the third projection appeared: The Smithy. The hologram widened dramatically as it unfolded into nested rings of forging halls, slting pits, enchantnt chambers, refinent laboratories, and blueprint archives. Mana conduits glowed like veins along its internal walls.
Storage sectors were organized based on tal type, elental affinity, and the integration of monster materials. The system showcased potential outputs: weapon forging, armor construction, artifact maintenance, ergency repairs, and custom commissions.
Sage almost chuckled. Adventurers relied heavily on their equipnt, weapons broke, armor degraded, artifacts destabilized and fixing each of these issues ca at a cost.
If he could recruit a top-tier blacksmith with a renowned na, the Adventurer Guild Smithy would quickly overshadow independent workshops.
Adventurers preferred to repair their gear where they fought, upgrade it where they rested, and commission new items where they registered. Convenience would lead to dominance; that dominance would beco inevitable without any need for coercion, the ecosystem would naturally adapt.
Then... the final projection appeared: the Mana Cultivation Tower. The hologram soared upward, requiring Sage to tilt his head slightly to take in its full height. Floor by floor, the tower revealed itself, layered cultivation rooms adorned with intricate mana formations.
At its core glowed a spiraling mass of condensed mana flow. Here, the information stream was richer and denser than anywhere else. Each room within the Mana Cultivation Tower featured a Mana Gathering Formation that automatically collected ambient mana from the air.
And according to the system the mana density on the first floor was ten tis greater than outside, this ans that cultivating for just one day inside a room on the first floor is equivalent to cultivating ten days on the outside world.
By the ti you reached the fifth floor, mana density increased to fifty tis that of the outside environnt, one day spent cultivating there was like fifty days outside.
As Sage absorbed this information, his breath caught in his throat and excitent coursed through him as his mind raced with possibilities.
This was it, the ultimate source of wealth. This Mana Cultivation Tower is the god of money.
In this world, power equated to existence; cultivation was an expensive endeavor that people would pay handsoly for elixirs promising rapid strength gains.
The Mana Cultivation Tower promised structured growth on an institutional scale.
It would never stand empty, never.
He let the holograms fade slowly and took a mont to stand amidst monuntal stone structures and towering banners while distant waters flowed nearby and silent statues lood around him. Numbers and possibilities danced behind his eyes.
A deep sense of satisfaction washed over him. This wasn’t re improvisation anymore; this was infrastructure.
With an Adventurer Inn, he could house mbers; with a restaurant, he could feed them while enhancing their experience; through a smithy, he could equip them profitably; and with the Mana Tower, he could control their growth trajectory.
Moreover, he already had inco streams flowing even before today’s expansion beca public knowledge, registration fees,
Dungeon Guild Passes,mission posting costs, commission processing taxes,
and revenue from stables as well.
Additionally, he had another source of inco through book sales. Beyond his Rule Book and Dungeon Guide Book, he’d authored three more books: Requirents to Rank Up as an Adventurer.
How to Be an Adventurer and the Adventurer Rule Book: Second Edition.
Once just a Guildmaster, he had now beco a certified author and was proudly recognized as the "Bestselling Author" in Greyvale City.
rchants were placing bulk orders for his book, while traveling teams eagerly purchased copies before setting off from Greyvale.
Smaller towns were already requesting shipnts, and he found himself earning thousands of gold coins simply by sharing his words.
A strange amusent bubbled within him. Being a capitalist truly was... efficient. It made sense why people back on Earth treated it like a religion, money was leverage, freedom, and ti.
If this trend continued, if he scaled properly, he wouldn’t just rival small noble houses; he would surpass them. The thought sent warmth spreading through his chest.
A soft, unguarded smile tugged at his lips, and for one undignified mont, a faint trail of drool slipped from the corner of his mouth.
"...Ah."
He blinked, snapping back to reality as he quickly wiped it away with his sleeve, exhaling through his nose in mild embarrassnt.
"Open the Adventurer Guild Interface," he commanded.
A large translucent screen appeared before him, bordered by soft blue light.
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[Adventurer Guild Interface]
[ Guild Master: Sage Alistair.]
[ Guild Rank: C Rank.]
[ Guild Funds: 842,731 Gold Coins.]
[ Reputation: ( 12,456 / 100,000) ]
[ Active mbers: 12,234.]
[ Guild Territory: Gryphon District.]
[ Guild Facilities: Interdiate Adventurer Stable | Interdiate Adventurer Inn | Interdiate Adventurer Restaurant | Mana Cultivation Tower | Smithy |.]
[Guild Objectives:]
[ Main Quest: Establish the First Guild in the World of Eldoria.]
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Sage gazed at his burgeoning fortune with dreamy eyes. "More than eight hundred thousand," he murmured in disbelief.
He hadn’t even realized the total had updated, his eyes were fixated on the Guild Funds display as if it held so kind of magic.
Over eight hundred thousand gold coins, achieved in less than half a year, from nothing but a half-abandoned building and an idea.
His lips trembled slightly as excitent coursed through him, while it paled compared to the fortunes of noble houses, and indeed felt insignificant next to their wealth, he was still richer than many small-ti rchants. That was sothing to celebrate.
Forcing himself to look away from the funds display, he turned his attention to Active mbers: over twelve thousand strong.
He exhaled slowly. He had been aware that numbers were rising; he’d monitored registration counters and signed off on expansion requests.
But seeing it laid out like this, twelve thousand active adventurers united under one banner, was sothing else entirely.
It ant that Greyvale’s combat population had effectively reached its limit. And this was just one city! The Evergreen Region was enormous, ho to nurous towns and cities beyond Greyvale.
How many warriors were there in total? Hundreds of thousands? Millions? Just the thought sent a thrill of danger through his chest.
Imagining how many of them could be guided, organized, and let’s be honest, monetized made his mouth curve into a smirk despite himself.
Suddenly, a chi echoed in his mind as a new blue notification window popped up before him.
[New Mission Issued.]
[ Mission Title: Regional Hegemony.]
[ Objective: Establish ten Adventurer Guild branches within Evergreen Region.]
Sage staggered back, almost losing his balance. He took a half-step away.
"...What?"
His eyes widened as they locked onto the floating words, hoping they might rearrange themselves into sothing more manageable.
Ten branches. Across the entire Evergreen Region. Not just one, but ten!
His heart pounded heavily against his ribs. "System," he demanded inwardly, disbelief sharpening his voice.
"What did you just say?"
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