【Brain battles + leveling up + girls chasing + mild suspenseful reasoning. 】 "I can read minds and I understand psychology. I can identify everything and even predict my own death. However, if no girl confesses to me every 30 days, I will die. The good news is, I've successfully picked up many girls. The bad news is, the girls who can't have me are starting to go to extremes. If anyone sees this message, please call an ambu——#$%^&*(……" --- steady update. 2 chapters per day xD
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〖Prison Star Calendar〗
〖Year 187, June 16〗
〖8:16 AM〗
〖Countdown to Confession Death: 4 days〗
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Although Tyler sounded rich when he first spoke, he haggled more fiercely than average customers during the actual transaction.
He had no choice; he couldn't afford it without haggling.
After some bargaining, Tyler finally got both Tier-3 Fire Magic books for 150 silver coins, insisting on a buy one, get one free deal.
However, he didn't feel guilty, because he knew through mind-reading that the bookstore owner still made a profit of 50 silver coins even at a 50% discount. Selling magic books was a typical "feast or famine" business.
If it weren't for the fact that Tyler had hunted many demons recently, and that the magic cores he'd acquired were sold at a good price through his association with Chief Oleg, he wouldn't have been able to spend so much money.
(…Money can be so nice.)