'Oil of Dreams… The third ingredient for Dream Potion… I need that!' Isaac's eyes showed a hint of red.
The receptionist looked at him with a raised eyebrow. She had encountered people like Isaac before. Whenever the auction comes around, they can never afford to bid for something they really want.
"Thanks..." Isaac returned the book to the receptionist before leaving.
Isaac trekked in the streets, scratching his hair as his feet moved, trying to brainstorm a way to double his money in ten hours.
With only 500k, he seriously doubted that he could buy something as valuable as an item from another realm.
Particularly if there were people who knew how important Oil of Dreams was. Perhaps the price might even go as high as 10 million!
Isaac knew the money was impossible to gather, but he believed no one should be aware of its importance. After all, no one came after him to try to steal the Resin of Dreams.