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Chapter 9: Artificer (Part 2)

Though Arthur said she wouldn't force her and would respect her decision, once she returned home, she brought disaster upon Vasquez family. This burdened Amalia foster parents with a massive debt.

When Rodriguez family offered to help clear that debt in exchange for her compliance, Amalia agreed without hesitation.

This world didn't work so coincidentally. Her foster father was an honest man who had never made enemies. Vasquez family company wouldn't just collapse as a result. The debt that Rodriguez family owed Vasquez family wasn't unreasonable.

Even if Amalia emptied Rodriguez family pockets, it still wouldn't be enough. The five hundred thousand, or even the interest on it, was insufficient.

Feeling indebted to the original owner, all Amalia could do was help her reclaim everything Rodriguez family took from Vasquez family. At the same time, she would look after her foster parents.

...

"What would the customer like to buy? We have all sorts of herbs and materials here. We even have naturally grown ginseng that's been around for decades, or even a century." A shop assistant, spotting a potential customer, quickly approached, showing how difficult business was here.

"Do you have refining materials and Amulets?" Amalia got straight to the point.

The shop assistant hesitated for a moment, carefully appraising Amalia before saying, "Follow me."

Amalia followed the assistant and soon arrived at an unassuming storefront. The shop owner was a middle-aged man. Upon hearing that Amalia was looking for refining materials, he deduced that Amalia was a cultivator and led her inside.

The interior was larger than it appeared from the outside. Shelves lined the walls, each stacked with various refining materials. Countless boxes on the floor held a diverse range of items used for refining.

"Take a look. I sell the best materials on this entire street. If other shops don't have it, I do. Young lady, what type of attribute materials are you looking for?" the middle-aged man asked.

Amalia walked over to the Fire attribute materials.

A hint of surprise flickered in the middle-aged man eyes. "Are you an Artificer?"

An ordinary spirit cultivator, unfamiliar with refining materials, wouldn't be able to discern the attributes of these materials with their naked eye. Only an Artificer, well-versed in refining materials, could meet this foundational requirement.

Amalia handed over the prepared list and said, "These are the refining materials I need. Can your shop provide them all?"

The middle-aged man glanced through the list briefly after opening it. "We do have a fair amount of these materials in stock, but we can only provide about eighty to ninety percent of them. If you trust me, I can gather the remaining ten to twenty percent within two days."

Had Amalia not revealed that she was an Artificer, the middle-aged man wouldn't have been so generous. This comprehensive list included materials that an ordinary cultivator wouldn't understand.

"In that case, I appreciate it," Amalia said. She didn't understand why the middle-aged man had suddenly become so helpful, but since he was willing, Amalia saw no need to look elsewhere.

"My name is Zenón," the middle-aged man replied after calculating the total price of all the materials. "The total comes to three hundred and twenty thousand. Since this is your first visit, I'll waive the small remainder. If you have any future transactions, feel free to frequent our shop."


Chapter 10: Artificer (Part 3)

Amalia smiled and responded, "You're quite generous, Boss Zenón. I'll definitely come back if I need more. Also, there's something I'd like to ask you about. Is there a shop on this street that sells Amulets?"

"You're asking the right person. Just go out and turn right. Walk for about seventy meters, and you'll see a shop with a pair of white lanterns hanging at the entrance. The old man who runs it has a peculiar temperament and likes to be called 'Boss.' Just mention that I referred you," Boss Zenón added, "Come back for the remaining materials in two days."

Amalia nodded, expressed her gratitude, and left.

The assistant who had brought her there observed Amalia departure and approached Boss Zenón, asking, "Boss Zenón, this young woman is at most in her twenties. Why are you treating her so kindly? Didn't she refuse to acknowledge it?"

"It doesn't matter if she did or didn't. Building a positive connection is good for the future," Boss Zenón replied, smiling amiably, resembling the Buddha Maitreya.

Amalia quickly located the shop Boss Zenón had mentioned. White lanterns were never a good sign. Regardless of whether it was on Earth or in the future world, it wasn't common for people to hang white lanterns in front of their homes. This was the first time Amalia had encountered such a sight.

"Boss, I was referred by Boss Zenón. He said your shop has good Amulets," Amalia said to the old man running the shop.

The old man glanced at Amalia and replied casually, "Wait a moment." He went inside and returned with a wooden box. Upon opening it, a variety of Amulets were revealed—strengthening Amulets, Qi-gathering Amulets, purification Amulets, fire spirit Amulets, lightning Amulets, and more.

"A low-grade Amulet costs two thousand, a mid-grade Amulet costs ten thousand, and a high-grade Amulet costs twenty-five thousand."

Having just spent three hundred thousand, and with the money earned by the original owner, Amalia had only around two hundred thousand left. One high-grade, fifth-level Amulet cost twenty-five thousand. Though she hesitated, she understood that she had to spend it. After a brief consideration, she made up her mind.

"I'll take two high-grade Amulets, eight mid-grade Amulets, and twenty low-grade Amulets," Amalia suddenly had an idea. "Boss, how much do you charge for Amulet paper?"

The old man gave her a glance and replied, "One bundle of a hundred sheets—five hundred for low-grade, one thousand five hundred for mid-grade, and five thousand for high-grade."

Calculating her remaining funds, Amalia purchased some. In the blink of an eye, she spent another two hundred thousand, leaving only a few thousand in her account.

The old man let Amalia choose the types of Amulets she wanted and packed the Amulet paper.

After picking her Amulets, paying the money, Amalia finally transformed herself into a pauper once more.


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