Thalion had ditated the whole night, working on his spirit body. In the large magic circle beside him stood a blood container Lucan had built for him, which infused the blood with more mana every second. He could feel how the sanguine thorn watched his progress with glee. He wondered when the plant would be able to speak. Back when he had talked with the vampire god, he’d learned sothing like that should be possible.
Everything in the base was working out better than he could have ever imagined. Garrick and Michael were even hunting at night, gathering blood and survivors. His base had grown rapidly, with over 500 survivors joining him.
The problem was that he still wasn’t getting enough credits to buy sothing around a million credits after the first week, but he had an idea to fix this problem. And he had to fix it quickly since with every week the prize would rise further.
“Can you build one of these?” Thalion asked Lucan, showing him one of the broken handcuffs the blue-robes had used to enslave Annie and Jakob. More importantly for him, they were able to transfer credits. He had no intention to enslave anyone, but he needed their credits or his life could be very difficult.
“Oh, wow, what a complex craft!” Lucan exclaid after scanning it. “But what do you want to do with slave cuffs?”
“I need a lot of credits when the system shop appears,” Thalion sighed, not happy about the hole szenario himself. Can you and the other smiths craft so armor and weapons for them, then the credit loss won’t be as bad.”
"Sure, only today ten more smiths joined us. They can easily build close to a hundred armors or weapons each day,” Lucan said with confidence.
“So are we crafting sothing cool after the system shop?” Lucan asked with a grin.
“I can’t promise it right now. I have a lot of open projects at the mont,” Thalion sighed. “It all depends on what I can buy in the system store.”
“Okay, I’ll make you so cuffs. You only need them right before the system shop, I guess?” Lucan asked with a raised brow.
“Yes, that’s enough,” Thalion said, deep in thought. “I don’t like doing it one bit, but it’s necessary; things could get dangerous otherwise.”
“Don’t hesitate to ask for more stuff, like armors, talismans, or weapons. I’m here for you,” Lucan grinned. “I can’t wait to see you build sothing like that red templar sword.”
“Sure, I’m also looking forward to it,” Thalion laughed. He liked the old smith.
“Ah, one other thing: I’m planning on traveling with a skyship to the mountains to collect a crazy amount of crystals. You still have that formation, right?” Thalion asked the smith, smiling.
“Oh, I’ve got even better stuff now,” the smith grinned with anticipation. “We can build sothing powerful, maybe even beyond mythic rarity, at least for an F-grade.”
“Do you know how upgrading such a powerful weapon works? Are the chances high it will lose its high rarity when evolving?” Thalion wondered out loud.
“Yes, the requirents for high-rarity equipnt shoot through the roof in the higher grades,” Lucan nodded seriously.
Thalion soon left after a little talk. He had to create his soul core before the system shop, which would be a lot of work until then.
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