Wind carries more than just air molecules. It carries its own signature of mana; it carries hidden information that only those with the wind talent can translate.
Noah began sensing the subtle differences between various types of air movent. Breezes created by natural temperature gradients felt different from currents generated through talent usage.
Each carried distinct signatures that revealed their origins.
Every wind tells a story about where it’s been and what created it.
The orb taught him to read these aerial narratives, understanding the different patterns, magical disturbances, and even the emotional states of nearby beings through their unconscious influence on surrounding air currents.
Beings breathe differently when they’re excited versus nervous. The wind rembers everything.
His skill developnt accelerated as theoretical knowledge transford into instinctive understanding. Techniques that should have required months of practice beca accessible within minutes of comprehension.
This is what learning from concentrated elental essence feels like. Pure knowledge transfer.
Noah noticed the orb’s internal energy diminishing as he absorbed its teachings. The swirling wind moved more slowly, its luminescence fading as concentrated wind essence flowed into his developing magical channels.
It’s sacrificing itself to teach . The orb is literally giving up its power to enhance my understanding. No wonder why orbs are so rare...it’s because the more you comprehend it, the less concentrated it becos.
But instead of concern, Noah felt excitent.
His daily protein bar inco included replacent wind orbs, aning he had unlimited access to this kind of accelerated learning.
One orb per day. Infinite advancent potential.
What Noah failed to realise was just how shocking his casual use of legendary artefacts would appear to other mages. Tier 5 elental orbs weren’t just rare. They were kingdom-shaking treasures, the kind of items kings went to war over and mages dread of acquiring in their lifetis.
Even at the prestigious Academy of Sina in the Demon Kingdom, the most elite students, those who shattered records or ranked at the very top, were granted only a few fleeting minutes with such an orb. And even then, it was a tightly monitored privilege, used solely for rapid comprehension during breakthroughs.
Yet here Noah was treating them like snacks in his shop.
If word of this ever reached Sin City or Esta, there’d be riots. The masses wouldn’t just be outraged, they’d want Noah skinned alive and hung up as a warning to anyone else who dared waste a Tier 5 orb like it was candy.
But ignorance provided bliss as Noah continued his intensive session. The orb’s teachings revealed advanced applications that bordered on miraculous. It provided him with a few basic techniques that would help in combat, such as short levitation and quick speed bursts that would help him dodge dangerous attacks.
The levitation technique made him think of sothing that made his body tremble in excitent. Once he reached a high level of attainnt in Wind Manipulation skill, he would be able to use flight.
The possibility sent shivers of anticipation through his body. Level 3 remained far from such advanced applications, but the foundation was being established through the usage of the concentrated Orb.
Every skill level unlocks new possibilities. This is just the beginning.
The wind orb continued sacrificing its essence for Noah’s education, each absorbed fragnt bringing deeper understanding of elental manipulation.
[Your Wind Manipulation skill has levelled up to Level 4!]
After reaching level 4, Noah decided to end his training session. He had learnt enough, although there was still a decent amount of wind concentration inside the orb, he decided to stop.
The process was ntally fatiguing. It was like sitting down to study for your exams for six to seven hours in one go. It was tiring, but very enjoyable, which made it an enjoyable session.
Checking his system status. Noah smiled.
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Host: Noah Carter
Age: 28
Shop Level: 2
Daily Revenue: $135,000
Current Assets: $315,240.21
Shop Points: 1010
Attributes: Strength: 20, Vitality: 4, Intelligence: 20, Agility: 20
Skills: Swordsmanship(Level 6), Mana Control (Level 5), Wind Manipulation (Level 4), Surviving on Ran (Level 3), Cooking (Level 2), Programming (Level 2), Gaming (Level 2), Finance (Level 1)
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His current assets did not include the wind orb’s worth, which made Noah realise that his current assets would only count his monetary assets.
He could convert the wind orb to golden coins and see the assets skyrocket, but that would be foolish. Furthermore, he realised that after using the wind orb, the value of the orb had decreased to 500 golden coins. It was clear that his theory of it depleting at so point was correct.
"Not bad. I’m what they call a wind mage, now." He muttered, a huge smile breaking out on his face.
"Ti to check on my auto-makers,"
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[Auto-IceTea Maker] Progress: 52/200
Level: 3
Production Rate: 2 Iced teas every hour
Max Stock: 48
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[Auto-Baker] Progress: 53/200
Level: 3
Production Rate: 4 Loaves every hour
Max Stock: 48
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[Auto-ProteinBar] Progress: 0/100
Level: 1
Production Rate: 1 bar every 2 hours
Max Stock: 12
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As he had expected, the progress of the protein bar was zero, just like the others. But what shocked him was the insane production rate of the protein bar.
"Damn...I can get 12 bars a day...it’s the sa starting point as the Iced tea."
Whilst he knew that having so many bars was going to increase his wealth significantly, he also knew that there was a downside.
The astronomical price for the protein bar wasn’t because of the 50% increase in strength. But it was because of the increase in the strength attribute by 10, regardless of rank.
His fingers drumd against the counter.
"This isn’t working, I need everyone to purchase this product. Otherwise, it will take a millennium to increase the auto-maker to level 2," he muttered.
He didn’t want to sell to the elite few and have the rest of the market walk past his shop. He wanted lines out the door.
He wanted everyone—rich or poor, novice or veteran—to bite.
Then the idea hit him.
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