In the blinding brilliance of superheated plasma, his only company, Jake dedicated the following year and a half to cultivating his energy sources and reserves. This epiphany stemmed from realizing that a simple shortage of Aether could paralyze a machine as finely tuned as the Oracle System.
Without Aether, almost nothing was possible. Long-distance teleportation ceased, no more purchases through the Oracle Store, no more Oracle Shields—nothing. Even making a call to the other end of the galaxy became a Herculean task.
Jake knew one thing: he loathed feeling powerless and destitute. He refused to find himself in a pitiful predicament due to an Aether shortage, unable to afford the solutions to pull him out of it.
Even a Rank 3 Aetherist like his master could only endure the collapse of the Aether Network, showing that wealth alone wasn't enough to withstand an energy crisis of this magnitude.
I'm sorry for last night, I finished late and had a hard time focusing. I'll publish the missed chapter by Sunday since I have a three-day weekend.