Raphael: You're quite good. This F-rank bloodline is a token of friendship. My request is the Reality Gem, which is the perfect Infinite Gem to pair with the Superman Bloodline. Don't worry, the platform can duplicate items, and I'll buy it at a clearly marked price. Additionally, you'd best exchange for a Green Lantern Ring; it will help you control the Reality Gem in the future.
The timing was perfect.
Three more minutes, and Victor would have contacted other planar merchants.
Moreover, Raphael seemed to sense his rejection, and his tone changed incredibly fast, completely losing the initial coldness and condescension. He even sent a Man of Steel bloodline as an apology.
It could be said he was full of sincerity.
After a moment of thought,
Victor replied with "Understood," then added Raphael as a friend. The request was quickly accepted, but Raphael didn't reply again.
They were both proud individuals; there was no need to humble themselves too much.
Victor didn't mind, closing the platform interface.
He then instructed Alice to place an order again, adding another fruit and vegetable platter to the original request.
"Okay, the fruit and vegetable platter has been added, estimated to be delivered simultaneously in 15 minutes," Alice quickly replied.
Victor nodded in satisfaction.
Just now, his train of thought was interrupted by the platform's notification, and Alice didn't press him about his potential ideas. Instead, she first placed the order for the dishes he had already requested.
It seemed he had similar experiences with Royce, and she was quite experienced in handling such situations.
Although Royce's gift wasn't of high value, it was extremely practical.
Looking at this "Superman Bloodline (Incomplete)" again, Victor couldn't help but marvel at Raphael's capabilities once more.
The Superman Bloodline itself was extremely expensive, but through his manipulations, not only did the price become affordable, but he also earned more and attracted many loyal customers.
The specifics of this will not be detailed here, but will be explained later.
"Do you wish to extract the Superman Bloodline (Incomplete)?"
"Yes."
He had expected it to be used directly on himself, but unexpectedly, the platform gave another prompt.
"Superman Bloodline (Incomplete) has been extracted. Please select the target for use;"
It can even be bought for others?
He'd have to try it out next time there was an opportunity.
"Target: Self."
"Superman Bloodline (Incomplete) has been used;"
As the platform's notification sounded, Victor only felt… did he get scammed?
Because he didn't feel any abnormalities, just like his usual self.
He pinched his skin and muscles; the firm sensation was the result of his many years of consistent fitness.
He punched the coffee table heavily. Hmm… it hurt a little.
Could this be a fake?
There wasn't even a character panel for him to see—this might be related to him being a level zero merchant—or perhaps there really wasn't such a function, judging by the differential treatment in the merchant backend.
He opened the DC planar shop, and without asking Raphael, he clicked on "Superman Bloodline (Incomplete)" and examined it word by word.
Soon, Victor discovered the problem.
The F-rank "Superman Bloodline (Incomplete)" originally only came with F-rank "Super Cells," and the ability of "Super Cells" was to absorb and store solar light energy.
Not only was it difficult to detect, but the sun had already set, and the light reflected by the moon didn't seem to suit its taste.
Since the "Super Cells" hadn't absorbed light energy, they naturally couldn't power the additional "Man of Steel" ability, and his body hadn't been strengthened.
Simply put, he lacked the sun's… ahem, he lacked the sun's care.
The logic was clear, and the reasoning was sound.
Standing up, Victor walked to the floor-to-ceiling window.
The presidential suite was on the nineteenth floor, the top floor of the Hilton Hotel, 60 meters above the ground, offering a panoramic view of Los Angeles' nightscape.
After admiring the night view for a while, a knock sounded at the door.
Opening the door, a curvaceous blonde beauty pushed a dining cart.
After respectfully placing the meal on the dining table, the beautiful waitress charmingly asked Victor if he needed any other services, the meaning in her burning gaze self-evident.
Holding the Centurion Black Card, which only individuals at the apex of society were qualified to obtain, Victor was a walking stack of cash in the eyes of interested parties—not to mention he was also tall and handsome.
Fantasies of him becoming a boyfriend wouldn't be too many.
But to have sex once with such a handsome young man and also receive a generous reward, who would refuse?
Facing the blonde beauty who had come to his door, Victor's expression remained normal.
He reached for his wallet, preparing to give a tip to send her away, then realized he only had 100 US dollars on him.
Victor immediately said softly, "Send another fruit salad in 30 minutes, along with 1000 US dollars in cash."
Star-rated hotels near the airport also provided small cash withdrawal services, which would be charged to the room bill and settled together—with a 10% handling fee.
Upon hearing this, the beautiful waitress looked a little disappointed, but she didn't pester him, maintaining a smile as she pulled the dining cart out of the room.
It wasn't that she was willing to give up, but rather that she didn't dare to pester him.
Otherwise, one complaint and she would lose her job—don't underestimate a waitress, especially one at a five-star hotel. Many people envied her position.
This was just a small interlude.
After unhurriedly enjoying his dinner, the same beautiful waitress knocked on the door right on time, delivering a fruit salad and a tray containing a small stack of US dollar bills.
Victor glanced at it.
2 bills of 100 US dollars, 8 bills of 50 US dollars, 20 bills of 20 US dollars.
Under the consumption habits deliberately cultivated by the government, the most circulated denomination in America was the 20 US dollar bill, which effectively prevented money laundering and other financial crimes.
Those carrying a wad of hundred-dollar bills like in movies would definitely be dumbfounded when they went out.
Because small shops didn't accept large denomination bills, and large stores all used credit cards.
He reached into the tray, took out two 20-dollar bills, placed them on the dining cart, then waved his hand, signaling that she could leave.
Without noticing her disappointed expression, Victor closed the door and stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, admiring the Los Angeles night view for a while.
A few minutes later.
He summoned the platform, opened [Inventory], and his thoughts focused on [Newbie Reward].
All investments were in place, and he would start working tomorrow. It was time to see what this could give him—even if it gave nothing, it didn't matter.
With an indifferent attitude, Victor clicked on [Newbie Reward].
"Do you wish to extract the Newbie Reward?"
"Yes."
"Newbie Reward is being randomly drawn..."
"Congratulations! You have obtained Psychokinesis Development Crystal x 1. It has been distributed;"
Hmm?
This looks like a good item.
In the opened [Warehouse], a red rhomboid crystal replaced [Newbie Reward] and occupied the first slot. When he focused his thoughts, a stream of information flowed into his brain.
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Item Name: Psychokinesis Development Crystal:
Item Category: [Skill]
Item Compatibility: [71%];
Originating Plane: Chronicle;
Rank Assessment: [C±];
Item Price: C-rank Voucher x 5, 54000 Planar Points;
Function Description: Develop brain potential, allowing spiritual energy to transform into psychokinesis;
Slogan: The original owner loved this skill very much. I hope you can use it well:
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Chronicle, huh?
Victor had some impression of this low-budget superpower movie because the protagonist was the same person as the extraordinary Harry Osborn.
Compared to this skill,
what he cared about more was, who was the "original owner" mentioned in the slogan?
Was it also a planar merchant?
Then, what was the origin of this [Newbie Reward]? Was it a punishment for planar merchants due to some reason, or… the relics of a deceased planar merchant?
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