The First Store System

Chapter 994: Aakesh's Gift!

"Do you want to know about the store's products?" Aakesh asked before the boy began crying.

After hearing Aakesh, Ransh began to return to calm as the fear he had for Aakesh started to recede since Aakesh had activated the title, Myrioglot.

"Yes!" Ransh answered while nodding his head.

Seeing that the title had done its work, Aakesh began introducing the five store products to Ransh.

"The store sells five products in total…

"... These are the products."

Aakesh finished talking about all five store items and any extra abilities they had.

Due to his young age, Ransh wasn't that aware of the world around him and couldn't sense the value of the store's products. But he still knew about the money, and when he found that even the cheapest item costs more than one lesser Sacred stone, his face turned disappointed.

The dare was to enter the store and buy any product. Ransh was only able to complete one of them due to a lack of financial capability.

An embarrassed expression appeared on Ransh's face, and he apologized to Aakesh, telling him, "Sorry, senior store owner, I don't have enough money."

"No worries," Aakesh responded since he had already expected the outcome. How could a child have that much wealth?

Ransh once again apologized and then left the store. Before leaving the store, Ransh waved his hands, gesturing "bye," and exited.

When they noticed Ransh leaving the store, Ransh's group of friends exhaled in relief. The girl who had given the dare was the first to step forward and apologize to Ransh for putting him in harm's way.

When Ransh saw his crush apologize to him, his face turned shy, so he pretended to be unfazed as he told them about his experiences. Clearly, not talking about him being on the verge of crying.

Everyone's eyes widened as Ransh talked about conversing with the notorious store owner.

"Everything is so expensive there," Ransh lamented, referring to the high product prices.

Aakesh's lips twitched when he heard Ransh's courageous facade in front of his friends. He then waved his hands and closed his eyes to begin another of his relaxation sessions.

While outside the store, the group of children was intently listening to Ransh talk about his experiences with the store owner. When the next moment, something flew into each of their hands.

The children were taken aback by the sudden situation as they all waved their hands to throw whatever flew. But as if the item were stuck in their hands, they couldn't throw it.

"What is this?" Ransh asked as he turned around and looked at the store.

Due to the title, Myrioglot, Aakesh had become a friendly figure in Ransh's mind, or he would have never dared to brag in front of his friends.

None of the children could recognize what it was. It was a spherical item, the same size as a lesser Sacred stone, but it wasn't one as it didn't shine.

Since none of them knew, they decided to ask someone knowledgeable. Ransh had become the de facto leader of the group at that moment, as he was the first to step forward while the entire group followed him.

***

"Uncle Weiver, do you know what it is?" Ransh asked his father's friend since Weiver was the nearest to the store, and no one wanted to enter Aakesh's store.

Weiver took a casual glance at the spherical stone, but soon, it turned into a dumbfounded one.

"Where did you find it?" A hint of greed appeared on Weiver's face as he asked Ransh. At the same time, he extended his hands to grab that stone from Ransh's hands.<novelnext></novelnext>

These were all children, who were seventeen-eighteen, so they didn't mistrust Weiver's intentions.

(A/N: In Earth's terms, they are nine-ten years old but with slightly more intelligence.)

The same thing happened when Weiver tried to take the stone out of Ransh's hands.

"Uncle, you are hurting me," Ransh cried out as not being able to take the stone made Weiver add strength.

Ransh's cry awoke Weiver out of his trance as his face turned ugly.

? "I am sorry," Waiver apologized as he took his hands back.

"Where did all of you get it?" Waiver asked again as he saw all six in the group having the stone stuck in their hands.

Ransh then told Weiver about his store's experience and how it automatically flew into their hands.

When Weiver heard that these stones had to do with the notorious non-demon store owner, his greed vanished in a spoof. He had no intention of inviting the wrath of that killer on him.

"You guys are all very lucky!" Waiver commented with an envious face.

"These aren't ordinary stones, but a rare item called an Element Stone."

"What's an Element Stone, Uncle Weiver?"

"It helps cultivators enhance their element manipulation ability." Weiver then explained what an Element Stone was to the group of children.

None of the children understood what Weiver said, but they understood one thing: that it was valuable.

"How much will it sell for, Uncle Weiver?" One of the children suddenly asked.

Waiver's lips twitched when he heard the question. "More than you can imagine," He responded.

'Perhaps the non-demon attached the Element Stone to the children to prevent them from selling it.' Weiver pondered in his heart.

***

During his journey to the Conspiracy Continent, Aakesh came across many such valuable items, and since he liked the group of children, he gifted them with Element Stones.

It was a valuable item, irrespective of the dimension, as enhancing the ability of element manipulation helped everyone.

The Element Stone given by Aakesh was only the lowest grade, but its value was still several higher Sacred stones. If the children knew about the price, they would have asked for money.

These children were unknown now, but in the future, they would become known figures across the Sacred Dimension, spreading the names of Thorrons and Vurrons.

***

Uncaring of what his gift would cause in the future, Aakesh was relaxing comfortably on his chair.

Tap! Tap! Tap!

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps came from outside the store, making Aakesh open his eyes.

Aakesh looked in the direction of the gate and found an unfamiliar face entering the store.