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The Omnistore System

Discord link :- https://discord.gg/VYpeADXd38 join for character artworks *ZZZr Zzrz Zzrzzr* However, an additional source disturbed his sleep, filling the room with a buzzing sound. The boy furrowed his brows in annoyance, his eyes still closed. He searched his surroundings and discovered a glass-like slab. With closed eyes, he slid his finger across it and placed it near his ear. "Hello..." he mumbled in his drowsy voice, which carried a hint of depth. "Hey, Pissed-up Prat, where are you?" a voice laced with disdain emanated from the slab. The boy, referred to as the "Pissed-up Prat" by the irritating female voice, recognized it as a voice he heard frequently but couldn't recall its owner. With his eyes still closed, he inquired, "Who is this?" "What do you mean, 'who is this'? Wake up, come home, or eat shit for breakfast if you prefer!" the voice behind the transparent slab retorted before falling silent. The boy, still not fully awakened, gazed at the half-opened glass slab with a mixture of confusion and surprise. As his eyes darted around the room, he became increasingly shocked. As he recollected the fragmented memories from the night before he lost consciousness, his gaze fell upon the entrance of the shop. Once old and damp, it now bore a different appearance. While not transformed into a luxurious space, it had undergone improvements compared to its previously dilapidated state. The shop took on a rectangular shape, with one longer side adorned with wooden shelves intricately patterned. Rows of empty glass jars lined these shelves. On the opposite side, there was another wooden shelf, also displaying empty jars. Towards the beginning of the counter, where the boy had been sleeping, there stood a peculiar machine. Confusion etched across his face, he murmured to himself, "Whose shop is this?" In response to his question, a mechanical voice resonated in his mind. [The Omnistore belongs to you, host.]

J_a_zzy · Fantasia
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Beginner's luck

[Spiritite Stones detected 12 meters away.]

Kevin was lost in his thoughts about starting his cultivation journey when a sudden interruption came in the form of the system's voice. Startled, he noticed a glowing arrow floating in front of him, pointing downwards at the number "15M" displayed on it.

Curiosity piqued, Kevin glanced at his uncle and friend, wondering if they could see the glowing arrow as well. However, they seemed oblivious to its presence, indicating that he alone could perceive this phenomenon. As he continued walking, more notifications appeared before him.

[Spiritite Stones detected 5 meters away.]

[Spiritite Stones detected 7 meters away.]

[Spiritite Stones detected 15 meters away.]

[Spiritite Stones detected 10 meters away.]

The continuous stream of notifications surprised Kevin, but he maintained a composed demeanor, concealing his amazement. The realization dawned on him that this newfound ability could potentially lead to great wealth, either through mining or by exploring thrift shops in search of undervalued treasures.

'It can't be this good.' However, he quickly brushed aside any thoughts of it being an effortless journey. Kevin questioned the system, seeking clarification on the purpose of detecting these Spiritite Stones.

[Host, the function named Treasure Detector, is designed to help you identify valuable products to be sold in your store. It can detect precious items within a 15-meter range from the host. However, it can only focus on one type of item at a time and will only detect that type of item for a week.]

'Like I said.' As his suspicions were confirmed, Kevin couldn't help but smile inwardly. Although it came with limitations, the Treasure Detector was still a valuable tool that could potentially enhance his business ventures. With newfound determination, he followed his uncle deeper into the mine.

Soon, they reached their assigned mining spot, and with words of encouragement from his uncle, they began the task of mining the crystals. Payment was based on the weight of the Spiritite crystals, with 1 unit equivalent to 5 grams. Although the market price for Spiritite was much higher, considering they were mining in someone else's mine, receiving 1 unit for 5 grams was still a decent deal.

On average, miners would typically mine around 1 to 2 kilograms per day, earning them approximately 200 to 400 units daily. This income could be considered slightly above average within the community.

With the advantage Kevin had gained from his unique ability, he was confident that he could mine around 10 kilograms per day even if he became somewhat lazy.

Clang, cling! The resounding sound of metal striking stone echoed through the mine as Kevin eagerly followed the guiding arrow to the nearest target. With anticipation bubbling within him, he began to swing his axe, each strike bringing him closer to the hidden treasure buried just half a foot beneath the surface. A smile of pure delight adorned his face as he struck something harder than stone, a clear sign that he had struck gold.

Squatting down, Kevin carefully used a sharp hammer to remove any remaining debris, ensuring that the crystal would remain undamaged. Within a minute, he held a small, shiny blue crystal in his hand, roughly the size of his thumb. Stuart and Romerio witnessed his successful mining of his first crystal and congratulated him with wide smiles.

"Congratulations, boy! You've mined your first crystal. Now, let's mine some girls after this, shall we?" Romerio playfully remarked, eliciting a chuckle from Kevin. He nodded enthusiastically.

Stuart smiled seeing it and continued the mining. With a taste of success and the thrill of discovery lingering in his mind, Kevin resumed mining with even greater excitement, ready to unearth more precious crystals from the depths of the mine.

After four hours of intense mining, Kevin had accumulated a pile of blue stones reaching up to his knees, with one particularly large crystal the size of a tennis ball. In comparison, Stuart and Romerio had collectively mined half the amount Kevin had, which far exceeded their usual haul. If weighed, their combined crystals would amount to approximately 3 kilograms each, surpassing the average quota. Kevin's own pile weighed around 6 or 7 kilograms, a testament to his determination and hard work.

Exhausted and out of energy, Kevin sat down, breathing heavily as he rested. Meanwhile, the two adults continued to mine, unfazed by the passing time. There was no specific time limit for their mining activities; as long as they met the minimum requirement of one kilogram of crystals per day, they would receive their payment without any issues.

Noticing Kevin's fatigue, Stuart suggested, "If you want, you can head home. Just submit your crystals at the checkpoint and collect your payment there."

Kevin, too tired to argue, simply nodded in agreement. He carefully placed the mined crystals into a large cloth bag and slung it over his shoulder, preparing to make his way out of the mine.

As Kevin walked towards the exit, his thoughts echoed with weariness, "This is so tiring, but at least I've earned some money now." He trudged forward, determined to reach the checkpoint and complete his task.

Observing Kevin's slim figure and the weighty bag he carried, Romerio commented, "Well, he had some beginner's luck today."

"We had our share too," Stuart replied with a excited smile.

"Then let's go fuck some bitches, spend our hard-earned money to soften our hard dicks," Romerio said, his grin widening.

Stuart's smile mirrored Romerio's enthusiasm. "That's why I sent him away, so we can enjoy ourselves. Now, let's mine a bit more to have even more fun."

With renewed motivation, the two adults returned to their mining, ready to extract more crystals and extend their enjoyment. Meanwhile, Kevin continued his journey towards the exit, the weight of the bag on his shoulder a tangible reminder of his hard work and the rewards it would bring.

Exhausted from his laborious mining session, Kevin didn't even spare a glance at the muscular women toiling in the mine, their sweaty bodies accentuating their curves beneath their uniforms. The fatigue had overtaken him, dampening any interest or attraction he might have felt in that moment. All he could think about was finding some respite and rest after a physically demanding day