My Talent's Name Is Generator Chapter 652: Merit Shop

I remained in the pocket space for a few seconds, letting myself settle. Then a soft chi echoed in my ears. A notification.

I pulled it open.

[Quest Update]

Objective 1: Investigate the base | Reward: 10 rit Points | Status: Done

Objective 2: Capture the traitors | Reward: 20 rit Points | Status: Done

Objective 3: Kill Abominations and Phutonomies | Reward: 100 rit Points | Status: Done

Objective 4: Destroy the base | Reward: 500 rit Points | Status: Done

[Quest Complete]

[Total rit Points: 630]

[Current Rank: XXX29]

I exhaled slowly.

That notification ant the asteroid behind wasn’t an asteroid anymore, just drifting debris and dust where a fortress and an army once stood. I called the gift I left behind the Ti Bomb. A delayed explosion of Fractured Unity.

Another panel unfolded in front of . This one was new.

A rit shop.

My eyes scanned through the list, focusing on the items I could actually afford. Everything beyond my MP range was blurred out.

There were laws:

[Minor Law of Fire – 100 MP]

[Minor Law of Water – 100 MP]

A whole section filled with minor laws ranging anywhere from 100 MP to 1000 MP. Tempting... but not urgent.

Then skills—categorized by weapon, elent, and type. Most felt weak, things suitable for average fighters. They were aningless to .

The information tab was empty, but a "submit request" option was visible. I guessed that ant I could ask the system for specific intel, and it would quote a price.

After that ca weapon manuals, combat tutors, training chambers. And then... strange utilities.

Maps to hidden realms, lost treasures, rare bloodline data, elental springs, forbidden zones. The kind of things people would kill for.

But one option made pause.

[Disable Status Identification] No one will be able to identify your na or level using system scan. Cost: 500 MP

I didn’t even need a second thought.

I selected it. There was no visible effect. But my rit Points dropped instantly: 630 → 130.

Then a brief prompt:

[Purchase Successful]

I nodded in satisfaction.

Assuming everything had executed properly, I stepped out of the pocket space and waved my hand. A spatial ripple spread and the portal and the entire pocket space unraveled into nothingness.

I let my perception sweep across all of Horus and everything seed calm.

With that done, I dispelled the Shadow-Forged form. My body shrank back to its human height, my skin regained its normal tone, the wings dissolved, and the violet smoke faded. Once I felt fully myself again, I left the duo in their guest chambers and shot through the sky, headed straight for the cave.

*****

I landed beside Knight and Silver. Both of them sat outside on stone chairs I had created earlier. Neither spoke. Knight stared ahead like a statue. Silver lounged with his wings drooped, bored out of his mind.

"You ca back so soon?" Silver asked, eyebrows lifting.

"Yeah," I said, brushing dust off my shoulders. "It was an easy job. Killed a few phantoms and around a million abominations."

Silver whistled low.

Knight didn’t react much, but he nodded. "I felt the rise in my power. I assud you were killing sothing."

I smiled.

"All right. I have soone you should et."

I summoned Aurora.

A crimson circle ford beside , glowing softly. Light pulsed once and Aurora stepped out of it. Her hair moved like it carried static. Her eyes shifted between , Knight, and Silver and then back to , curious and bright.

"Is this your real form?" she asked. "The human one? Or was the other one real?"

"This is the real ," I said.

She nodded, thoughtful, then turned to Silver and Knight.

"Oh. You have more slaves."

I coughed. "Not slaves. They’re my summons. Just like you."

She pushed her blue hair behind her ear and replied casually, "It’s the sa thing."

Before I could respond, Silver stood up so fast his chair scraped the ground. He flashed in front of her and inhaled deeply near her shoulder like a curious dog.

"You’re an elental."

Aurora nodded politely. "I am. And you are... a hawk, or sothing close."

Silver puffed up proudly. "Yes. I am Silver. What should I call you?"

"Aurora."

"Perfect!" Silver spun around and pointed a wing at Knight. "Aurora, this is Knight."

Aurora offered a gentle "Hello."

Knight simply dipped his head in acknowledgnt.

She looked back at . "So, is this all the summons you have?"

I shook my head. "There are two more."

Her eyebrows lifted with quiet interest. "Can I et them as well?"

I shrugged and summoned Lyrate and Ragnar.

A crimson glow flared and both stepped out of their circles.

"How dare you summon this queen at the end," Lyrate snapped the mont she appeared.

I blinked, confused. "How do you even know you were last?"

She ignored completely and vanished, reappearing right in front of Aurora. They were almost the sa height, their faces only inches apart.

Both just... stared.

Aurora’s eyes moved slowly from Lyrate’s hair to her feet and back up. A small smile tugged at her lips. "An elf. Interesting. You may call Aurora."

Lyrate matched her smile with one of her own. "I am Lyrate. Nice to et you, Aurora. So, you are an elental."

Aurora nodded. "I am."

Lyrate tilted her head, studying her. "Then why are you a woman? I heard elentals have no gender."

Aurora’s eyebrow twitched.

"Those are only rumors. Elentals choose a form. We decide what we want to be."

"What do you an choose? Can you change it midway?"

"It does not work like that," Aurora answered patiently.

Before Lyrate could ask her next hundred questions, Ragnar stepped between them with a dramatic cough.

"Hey, Lyrate, you can take classes on their gender so other day." He tapped his chest proudly. "Hi, Aurora. My na is Ragnar. I am the strongest of the group."

Aurora blinked once and looked at him calmly.

"Hi, Ragnar. Yes... I can see you are the strongest." Her tone was soft but completely straight as if she believed him. "I will be in your care from now on."

Ragnar’s chest puffed up like soone had pumped air into him. He grinned wide and nodded proudly. "Of course. I will protect you."

A long, suffering sigh drifted from behind us.

Knight, still sitting on the stone chair with his arms crossed, shook his head.

"Great. Another person for Ragnar to impress. At this rate we’ll need a separate storage ring just to fit his ego."

Ragnar spun toward him. "Hey!"