Arriving in a private room, Davis began asking about William’s recent activities.
"So you passed the family initiation in just a few months! Good, just as expected from my brother’s son."
William was the jewel of the Stanley family.
Born with innate strength ten tis greater than his peers, he had been hailed early on as the next War God of the Stanley family.
If not for the family’s strict traditions, William’s na would’ve already spread across the Nova Sector, standing shoulder to shoulder with other monstrous talents.
Just as Davis was about to continue chatting with his nephew and ask about Nash, his expression suddenly changed.
"The plane’s barrier was broken? Hah... seems we’ll have to talk later, William. I have sothing urgent to handle."
"I know, Uncle. No need to mind ."
"Good." With that, Davis vanished from the room.
anwhile, Nash frowned as he digested Davis’s last words.
From what he’d read, once the concentration of Dark Beasts in an area beca too thick, there was a small chance a crack would form, linking the dark plane to the real world.
If this happened, Dark Beasts could invade the reality in massive numbers.
Not hundreds or thousands like they fought in the danger zones, but millions or even billions.
And if not suppressed in ti, a Dark Beast wave could grow into the trillions.
If such a disaster hit Earth, it would be torn to pieces in just a few minutes.
"Don’t worry. With my uncle there, it should be fine," William reassured him.
"I know..."
He wasn’t worried about the Dark Beast wave.
He was frowning at his weakness.
In the vast starry sky, he was even more insignificant than he thought.
It seed that working hard was no longer enough.
To grow stronger, faster, he needed to take so appropriate risks.
Soon, while mulling over his plans, the Star Tower manager arrived in Davis’s stead.
"Young Master, Lord Davis sent here. Just tell what you need, and I’ll take care of it."
"Alright, give the list."
Taking it, William handed the list to Nash.
"What do you need, boss?"
Browsing through the list, Nash quickly picked out everything he needed.
"I need this Tier 1 High-Quality Storage Ring."
The ring he chose had dinsions of 100 by 100 by 100 ters.
Although the price was a steep 1.2 million rits, with William’s discount, it would only cost 120,000.
Instead of saving 100,000 for a low-tier item with less than 10 square ters of space, it made more sense to spend more on a better treasure.
With William’s discount, Nash beca a little bolder.
"Do you have any design requests? We can customize it for you," the manager said respectfully.
"No need. I just want it plain," Nash replied. He didn’t want to attract any more attention than necessary.
"Anything else?"
"Yes. I want 1,000 sets of materials for Void Blood Potions and Healing Potions. Give the cheapest material combinations available on the market."
The materials for potions weren’t fixed. However, the higher the quality of materials, the easier it is to create the potion.
Confident in his ability and the advanced potion formula given by the Verdant Group, Nash only needed the cheapest materials.
"Based on that configuration, the materials would cost 350,000 rits. Are you sure?" the manager asked in confirmation.
He wasn’t questioning the price, but whether Nash was serious about using the lowest-quality ingredients.
Even advanced pharmacists usually preferred the best they could afford.
"I’m sure. Also, add all the basic equipnt available in the dark plane for a Tier 1 pharmacist."
"Hmm... with the storage ring, potion materials, and equipnt, the total cos to 1.8 million rits. Anything else?"
"Yes. I want a copy of Iron Body Astral Art, Five Senses Astral Art, and Quantum Thinking Astral Art."
The Astral Arts he chose could push the saturation limit up to 300 percent.
Planning to use them as references, he picked one for full-body training, sensory enhancent, and ntal refinent.
He wanted to buy more, but the prices made his eyes sting.
Even just these three manuals, each capable of helping him reach 300% saturation, cost 1.5 million rits.
Even with William’s discount, he couldn’t afford to go further.
Most of his rits were reserved for training.
Spending more on manuals without enough resources to actually train would be putting the cart before the horse.
"The total cos to 3.3 million rits. Anything else?"
"Nothing else," Nash shook his head.
He also wanted to buy weapons and pets, but what he had was enough for now.
"Then I’ll have the staff prepare everything."
Leaving the room, the manager quickly arranged the order.
Soon, he returned with a tray holding the storage ring.
"Here is the storage ring. Everything the guest requested is inside."
Taking the ring, Nash used his void energy to browse its contents.
Checking that everything was neatly arranged, he nodded in satisfaction.
"Good."
"It’s our pleasure," the manager said with a slight bow, pleased with Nash’s reaction.
"William, it’s up to you to pay." Nash smiled, transferring 330,000 rits to him.
"Leave it to ."
Turning to the manager, William asked, "Can I use my family discount?"
"Of course, Young Master. As a direct descendant of the Stanley Family, you’re entitled to a 90% discount.
However, paying for others is not advisable." The manager bowed slightly, advising William against his action.
If all mbers of the Stanley family abused the discount by buying for friends and relatives, their business would have long collapse.
Furthermore, although the Star Tower was primarily owned by the Stanley family, other families, organizations, and investors also held shares.
If William paid for his friend and it was investigated, not only would he be punished, but he, as a manager, would also be demoted.
"Don’t worry. As long as you don’t tell, no one will know! Besides, I just talked to Uncle Davis. If anyone complains, just give them his na," William said arrogantly.
He had just spoken to his uncle, what were a few million rits in discounts compared to that? It’s not like he wasn’t paying.
"Then I’ll process the transaction quickly."
Faced with a clear threat, what more could the manager do?
He could only grit his teeth and allow the fraudulent transaction, silently praying no one would find out.
"Hahaha, no need to worry. With my na and Uncle Davis—who could touch you?" William said with a smirk, trying to reassure him.
"Then... thank you, Young Master," the manager replied with a forced smile.
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