The First Store System

*(100,000 inferior talismans= 50,000 ordinary level = 25,000 great level = 12,500 supreme level = 5,000 ultimate talismans.)

Aakesh took a quick look at the selling requirements and snapped his fingers. The next moment, the quest screen disappeared, waiting for him to call it back.

The free time didn't last very long, and a new customer approached Aakesh.

***

[Ding!]

[Host, congratulations on the sale of the talisman! The commission for the sale of the skills by Zanrud has been transferred to you.]

[The "Mission Reward: Availability of Fifth level Talismans will be rewarded after the store's closing.]

[Host, please see the quest window for your new quest.]

The next moment, a blue window containing the details of the second quest in the talisman series appeared in front of him.

[Mission Sequence: Second

Mission Objective: Sell Talismans,

Requirement: Host, the store has successfully sold five thousand ultimate quality skills to the customers. Now, it is time for you to increase your part and make more customers interested in the product,

Number of Talismans you need to sell: 100,000,000*,

Time Limit: 3600 Days

Mission reward: Availability of Sixth level talismans,

Failure Punishment: The sales commission will be reduced to 1.5% of the product's price for one hundred years.]

*(100,000,000 inferior talismans= 50,000,000 ordinary level = 25,000,000 great level = 12,500,000 supreme level = 5,000,000 ultimate talismans.)

Aakesh looked at the screen and read the details of the second quest. It had only been a few hours since the first quest became active, and the store had already completed it.

He had already expected it, so there wasn't much reaction on his face. Aakesh then waved his hands, and the screen disappeared, waiting for him to call it back in the future.

***

"What's new in the Sacred Dimension?" Zomor asked, yawning.

After a wonderful and comfortable sleep of three trillion years, Zomor had woken up, so he immediately summoned his sons to learn what had happened over the past three trillion years.

Zomor's endlessly gigantic body was covered in obsidian scales that shone with shades of green and violet. There were irregular crystal spires of rhythmic lights atop each scale. Large tentacles, engraved with silver runes, extended from his form. They danced in the space while their clawed tips made the scene look dreadsome. His head looked like an eerie cluster of swirling energy covered in a warped carapace. Zomor was a dreadsome being who had been alive for uncountable years.

The son began detailing the situation with a blank face, as it wasn't the first time he had done something like that. Others would be surprised to see such submissive behavior from the son, but those who knew Zomor wouldn't think the son was filial.

The son was more of an attendant than a family, despite the latter being a Sacred Creator level cultivator as well.

Zomor was a peak Sacred Creator who reached that level countless years ago, while the son was only at the intermediate stage.

In the entire dimension, the son had a gigantic figure, but before Zomor, it was nothing.

There was finally a change in the son's expression as he began to detail what had happened in the past few thousand years, and the topic steered to the store.

Even Zomor became shocked to his core when he learned that a store that sold Sacred Creator level beings had appeared. He immediately became interested in the store. His sleepiness immediately disappeared, and he became as if he hadn't just woken up from a long sleep.

"Give me the exact coordinates of the store!"

The son didn't delay and truthfully answered. Zomor didn't say anything but tore the space apart and jumped into it.

The next moment, the space above the store was torn apart, shocking everyone in the city as the crack was gigantic. The city had just dealt with the appearance and disappearance of the ancient city, so many of those who had gained much from the city began rushing toward the crack.

The people immediately stopped when a fearsome mighty creature stepped out of the crack. Those who looked directly at it couldn't help but start trembling.

Zomor frowned as he saw so many insects focusing on him. He was about to kill each of them when his instinct suddenly warned against doing anything at all.

The next moment, a creepy sensation covered him, chilling his heart. With a look of panic, he immediately looked down and saw the top of the ordinary building. Explore more stories with My Virtual Library Empire

At that moment, the building looked anything but ordinary. It seemed as if the building had opened its mouth like a hungry beast and was just waiting for him to fall into it.

Zomor, who possessed a gigantic, fearsome form was like a frightened kitten.

Those on the ground also noticed the scene, so they immediately used that time to escape back to their residences. They knew the store had protected them, but it wouldn't keep protecting them.

Zomor was someone who had lived for a long time, so he soon calmed down. He then descended to the ground.

At the same time, he breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he didn't have any evil motive when he connected with the space above the store.

Zomor didn't think that the powerful store owner didn't have any idea about the thoughts. Those who were truly powerful knew the terror of the powerful the most. A newborn doesn't fear a tiger, but when that newborn becomes a boy and learns about the power of the tiger, then fear creeps in.

He then further reduced his body size, matching the people he saw on the street. Zomor didn't like that at all, as he was a firm believer that the bigger the better, so if it were up to him, he would have expanded his size to his ultimate form, in front of which even the world in which the store was would look like a small dot. But since his appearance was still dreadsome and majestic, he stopped rejecting it and took a deep breath.