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The booklet enumerated the items available at Linyuan Store No.3. But naturally, it was far from comprehensive. After all, Zhang Shen was merely posing as an individual at the Innate Stage. He hadn't even attained the True Core Stage, so items of that caliber were understandably absent. Some rare items were also conspicuously missing. This was an obvious omission to any discerning reader. Despite these gaps, Zhang Shen's eyes were alight with desire. Had it not been for his adept façade, Xu Lu…-
188.0 K • Hiatus
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"Uncle, do you think this assassination attempt was merely an accident or...?" After ensuring their safety, Bai Haisang began pondering the truth behind the attack. The merchandise they were transporting was great, with their storage bags filled to the brim and even requiring carts. But in the end, they were all items of the Acquired grade. They indeed had Innate-grade merchandise within their trade caravan, but those were exclusively sold in Qianyan City, where their trading company's…
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188.0 K • Hiatus
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Once more, Wu Qingsong sprung into action, only to find the situation more complex than he had initially assumed. His first obstacle was saltpeter. He had naively thought that the saltpeter used in hide-curing would suffice. However, after heating it for an extended period in a container, it failed to emit any acidic fumes. That was when it hit him, "Isn't saltpeter supposed to be combustible?" Indeed, the so-called saltpeter for hide-curing didn't exhibit any combustible properties. Was he…-
533.5 K • Ongoing
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"Meow~ Can I really have such beautiful fabric?" Liuli nuzzled her face against the silk with eyes gleaming in excitement. "Absolutely. Choose whatever catches your eye," Wu Qingsong declared with a generous flourish. Two minotaur servants held up racks brimming with fabric samples, inviting the ladies to make their selection. Nearby, a mink-like beastwoman enthusiastically pitched various options to them, her face radiant with a welcoming smile. Though puzzled why the half-elf before her was keen to…
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533.5 K • Ongoing
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"Your craftsmanship is truly exceptional," Ram observed, carefully examining each bar of soap. "However, if you want this business to have staying power, you can't afford to make your product this good. It can closely resemble the real thing or even be a tad inferior, but it must never be noticeably superior to the genuine article. Do you understand?" Wu Qingsong nodded. He had, in fact, come to the same conclusion himself. Producing a small number of subpar counterfeits might not draw the attention…
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533.5 K • Ongoing
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"I want to hire you," declared Wu Qingsong. The old wolfman eyed him curiously, seemingly puzzled by his statement. "To clarify, I wish to hire you for a different role, not as a swordsmanship instructor," Wu Qingsong continued. "I need your seasoned wisdom and experience." Understanding dawned on Harold, his face growing noticeably grim. "You want to drag me into your murky waters?" "You've been alongside me for quite some time, you’re well aware of my activities. If I get into trouble, do…
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533.5 K • Ongoing
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Wu Qingsong's eyes burned with intensity as he stared at the two individuals seated across from him. To his disappointment, however, Bernar maintained an air of composed indifference, and Ram retained her enigmatic smile, her emotions unreadable. The atmosphere left him with the troubling sensation of having swung at thin air, a profoundly frustrating experience. "Bernar mentioned that you lack common sense, and it appears he's right," Ram finally broke the strained silence, her smile undiminished.…
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533.5 K • Ongoing
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Wu Qingsong could effortlessly reel off a laundry list of items that would be considered divine artifacts for someone transported to another world, cement, glass, gunpowder, soap, steel, perfume, high-proof alcohol, flintlock guns, mirrors, refined sugar, anthracite coal, and so on. His mind had ample time to wander while he had been imprisoned by Kleine, which left him idle for hours on end. However, he had also dismissed the majority of these items from serious consideration. While he had a general…
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533.5 K • Ongoing
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Wu Qingsong settled into a routine of wandering near the port area at various times, sometimes in the morning, sometimes in the afternoon, and occasionally just as dawn broke. However, the red flowers that were supposed to signal news from Ram's Herb Shop never appeared outside the storefront. 'What's happening? Has the message not reached them? Or is Nina tied up with something else?' he wondered. For the first time, Wu Qingsong felt the disadvantage of living in a world without newspapers, where…
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533.5 K • Ongoing
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"Ram's Herb Shop," Wu Qingsong muttered as he held a piece of paper with those words neatly written on it. He scanned the bustling commercial district near the port, searching for a sign that matched the name. This area was a hive of activity, even surpassing the lively shopping streets near the city gates. In essence, the commercial heart of Umber was centered along this singular road that linked the port to the city gates. Beyond this artery of commerce were warehouses, workshops, and extensive…
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533.5 K • Ongoing
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