I want this Pillow!

Before he lost consciousness, Henry Miles thought he would wake up with a weak body. Like how he would feel every morning after cultivation. Cultivating Puppets is enervating; it always tends to drain the vitality of the body in exchange for the soul energy absorbed.

It is one of the natural struggles of Puppeteers.

However, this day was different. Henry waved his arms around like he was swimming.

"Did I become an omnipotent puppeteer?" Henry was confused. He directed his mind towards the blue tattoo in his abdomen.

In the blue void—inside the blue tattoo—a large boar was standing lifelessly. Like it was a realistic sculpture. Its eyes were red yet dull.

The large boar was intimidating. It has sturdy double-layer caramel fur. A terrifying large golden tusk protruding from its mouth. And an eye-catching large brown shell that covered its back.

"There are no changes though..." Henry became more confused as he inspected his Goliath Puppet at a bird's eye view.

Henry opened his eyes as he came out from the puppet storage—projected in his belly as a tattoo.

Puppet Storage was one of the first steps of Goliath Puppetry. As it served as a cultivation space for their puppets. Without Puppet Storage, they would need to directly transfer the soul energy to its body. And worst, puppeteers wouldn't be able to carry the enormous puppets with them.

"Could it be...." Henry glanced at his phone. "The review!"

"It states that upon waking up in this room, they would feel rejuvenated. I knew it! It wasn't a fake review!" Henry shamelessly exclaimed. However, he was still perplexed about the situation.

This quality of bed shouldn't have that kind of effect!

Then he remembered something.

Before he fainted from exhaustion, he felt like his head was laying on the clouds above.

"The pillow!"

"It's really the pillow!" Henry confirmed as he caressed the pillow like a pet.

"Unbelievable... This texture... This bloatedness... This coldness... It feels like heaven!" Henry said as he rubbed the pillow in his chubby face.

Seth who was watching his every action felt disgusted. 'Damn fatty, your greasy face will dirty my pure body!'

Of course, Henry wouldn't hear his cry. Yet, surprisingly he stopped. He touched his chin, seemingly thinking of something.

Henry had an absurd idea. 'What if I mass-produce a pillow like this? And distribute it at an expensive price to puppeteers?!'

Henry quickly went down to the pub, he needs to inquire the Inn owner about the pillow. He didn't think that the pillow wouldn't be popular at all. Because, as a puppeteer himself, he knew its effect would definitely sell a lot. Not only to puppeteers but also to ordinary people!

"Hey!" He shouted to Greg who was cleaning the tables.

"Where did you get this pillow?" He said low and mean.

"That?" Greg was momentarily taken aback. Isn't that Tina's pillow?

"Yeah! Quickly tell me,"

"I don't know..." Greg stared at him, blankly as if he was dumb. He definitely won't give way to a rude person.

"Why wouldn't you know?! This is your Inn!"

"I really don't.." Before he could finish he heard Julia's voice.

"What's happening?"

"This guy-"

"Where did you get this pillow?!" Henry intercepted. He was too anxious for his upcoming booming business.

"Eh? That?" Julia's brows shot up.

"That this. That that. That there. Just tell me where this pillow came from!" Henry grumbled.

"We just bought it on a flea market on the Stone Square," Julia answered. She wasn't lying. To the north, the second City Square, there's a flea market set up legally, under the decree of the federation. A month ago, he found a masked man selling a pillow. Since it was cheap and unique, she bought it immediately.

Henry heard her description and was devastated. A single pillow? A masked man? The man is clearly hiding his identity. There's a huge possibility he just sold it on a whim. The seller wouldn't be hiding his notoriety if he was manufacturing this kind of pillow.

There are hundreds of people selling with a mask on in the flea market!

Henry kneeled in sorrow. His dreams shattered. "It can't be..."

He moved his weak gaze on the pillow in his arm. His dreary eyes lit up. He lifted the pillow and said. "I want this pillow!"

"....No" Julia and Greg simultaneously said. Their voice was cold.

"I'll buy it! How much do you want? 1,000,000 dollars?" Henry said nonchalantly. A puppeteer like him could earn this much money with just a single hunt.

"No, means no. That's the end of it. If you ever caused any commotion in our Inn, I will call the Puppeteer's association," Greg threatened. He and Julia quickly came back to their work. They don't have time to waste with his nonsense. Even if he offered a billion, they wouldn't accept the deal, they knew the importance of the pillow to their daughter.

"I..." Henry staggered back to his room. He couldn't force his way to just anyone. Especially to civilians.

The Federation, Puppeteer's Association, and Heavenly Families made a collaborative law that states: Any puppeteers who, harm the innocent without legal justification, shall be guilty of murder and shall be punished by disabling their cultivation capability.

Henry flopped down on the bed. "What now?"

He couldn't produce the pillow nor could he purchase it. The only thing he could do now was to spend every fraction of his remaining time in the Inn with the 'heavenly' pillow.

An imprudent thought suddenly emerged in his mind. 'Soft... Fluffy.... Feels good to the skin...'

Henry looked at the pillow with a degenerate smile. He has to make the most out of it.

Seth was initially laughing about the fatty's desolation when he was suddenly drawn to his movement.

Seth had a familiar ominous feeling. This time it was worst. 'Wait, why are you removing your pants?!'

'NOOOOOOO!'

Soon, the bed began to shake intensely.

Almost instantly, Seth entered his void mind and cut off his sense outside. His external vision from the void mind darkened.

"Damn fatty," Seth felt like he was defiled. He shook his mind and removed the uncomfortable scene.

He then approached the ability he obtained from the fatty, and it was surprisingly a red quality ability.

[Energy Shield(Red)]