Chapter 20: Héctor (Part 2)
He wondered who had such great luck to acquire two artifacts. Given the turmoil Héctor had stirred up, it was unlikely to happen in the short term. Héctor must be really pleased, thinking he played a role in this.
Carlos wasn't willing to let it go. He felt he should do something for the shopkeeper.
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After receiving the money for the artifacts, Amalia went to the old street, purchasing a large amount of talismans and refining materials.
Over the next few days, heaps of ash formed from the burned talismans. She had spent most of the one million five hundred thousand, but the good news was that her injuries had improved by ninety percent.
Her strength was now at the peak of the first level, just needing more spiritual energy to break through to the second level.
Thinking of this, Amalia stern expression revealed a hint of frustration. The spiritual energy near her apartment had been entirely absorbed by her, and even using talismans couldn't condense more spiritual energy.
To recover and make a breakthrough, she had to find another place with denser spiritual energy. However, given the current circumstances, it was hard to find a place like that.
At that time, she had no idea that she had caused quite a stir on Red Espiritual Net.
Héctor was irritated. The principal target he wanted to confront had disappeared after calling him out once.
Instead, Carlos got involved, supporting the shopkeeper and even posting about his purchased artifacts. It seemed like his influence wouldn't wane.
Indeed, he already knew that Carlos was the one who lent the shopkeeper his face. He wasn't afraid of Carlos persistence; rather, the absence of the main player made him feel like his punches were landing on air.
It was an unpleasant feeling, akin to singing a solo on stage while the audience remains indifferent.
"F*ck you! I'll put it here today: if the number one Artificer shop sells another artifact, I'll eat my communicator."
Shortly after Héctor finished his declaration, Carlos swiftly left a comment below, "Shopkeeper doesn't need you to eat your communicator. Just swear that you won't target the shopkeeper again."
"Everyone, come take a look at the number one lapdog in the world. No wonder they call her the number one Artificer. I've never seen someone so obsequious in my life. How many benefits did you receive from Ashe to be so eager to whitewash for her?" Héctor sarcastically replied.
"Ashe" was Amalia online pseudonym, which was also her code name from her past life.
"It's not whitewashing; the shopkeeper was already clean to begin with, no need to wash." Carlos earnestly responded.
Seeing this comment, the corners of Héctor mouth twitched. Who the hell asked for your real analysis of this matter?
Just then, a comment caught their attention.
"The number one Artificer shop has sold another low-grade artifact. Does this mean the artifacts the shopkeeper listed are genuine?"
Ignoring Carlos, Héctor immediately rushed to Amalia shop and found that two artifacts had become one.
His expression changed abruptly.
He felt as though the sound of slaps echoed on his face, along with the oath he had made in public.
Trembling, Héctor opened the post, intending to delete it. However, he found many new and old users had already commented below, preventing her from doing so.
On Red Espiritual Net, there was a rule that once the number of comments exceeded ten, deleting the post was not allowed.
Chapter 21: In Coming Trouble (Part 1)
The communication device of Amalia rang promptly, and to her surprise, it was her uncle, Arthur Rodriguez, calling. She had been worrying about not having enough money to buy more things, so she immediately sent the artifact to the provided address.
The address she received was in Apple City, so it took less than an hour for the artifact to arrive. Amalia's account received the payment smoothly. With the money, she purchased a bunch of Amulets and materials. After putting up a "Temporarily Closed" sign on the Number One Artificer shop, she left her apartment.
Just as she stepped out, she received a call from Arthur Rodriguez.
Amalia opened the video communication, and Arthur Rodriguez's serious face appeared on the screen.
"Amalia, do you remember what you promised your uncle? Or have you forgotten?" Arthur Rodriguez's expression was stern. "If you've forgotten, I might need to consider having you come back to the Rodriguez family."
Amalia hesitated for a moment, "I've been busy these days and forgot. I won't forget next time."
"I heard from the people at the supermarket that you haven't been to work for several days. What's there to be busy with?" Arthur Rodriguez didn't shy away from investigating his niece's affairs. In the eyes of the original owner, this might be her uncle's way of showing concern.
The original owner's last part-time job was at a supermarket. She had been saving money to redeem the house her adoptive parents had sold, even if it was just a drop in the bucket. She had been persistent.
"I've been practicing. I want to become stronger to protect my family and prevent them from getting hurt," Amalia offered the excuse she had prepared, which was also true.
"It's good that you have that intention," Arthur Rodriguez mistakenly thought that Amalia was referring to them as her family. He nodded in satisfaction. "But you still need to be cautious. Rushing your cultivation isn't a good idea. When are you coming over for dinner?"
Arthur Rodriguez's intention in inviting her to the Rodriguez family wasn't pure, and he wouldn't encourage Amalia to cultivate hard, as knowing the truth might backfire.
"If I have time, I'll come over," Amalia replied with her eyes lowered.
"You haven't been going to work lately, so you have time now, don't you? If you keep waiting for the right time, you might miss the opportunity. How about today?" Arthur Rodriguez was good at making decisions for others.
Amalia furrowed her brows imperceptibly. "Uncle, you don't need to trouble yourself. I can't come today. I have the night shift next, and I might not have the energy during the day. Let's do it next time."
"When will the next time be? You have to give your uncle a specific time. This is the biggest concession your uncle is making," Arthur Rodriguez was determined not to let her escape.
Amalia had no choice but to suggest a time.
Hearing the somewhat distant time, Arthur Rodriguez was displeased, but at least he had a clear idea now. "Alright, go to work then." He hung up the call after saying that.
Amalia decided to visit the supermarket where the original owner used to work.
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