Chapter 13: Red Grade Fusion

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Under circumstances without a shortage of money, it's relatively easy to cap out at red max in language knowledge.

Especially in the study of languages, after reaching max level for the second red skill, Elf Language, Lin Suo began treading the path of same-type Synthesis.

[Lin Suo]

[Age: 19 (72)]

[Talent: Synthesize All Things]

[Rank: Upper Knight (41/100)]

[Transcendent: Moon Disk Breathing Technique (Red Grade)]

[Skill: None]

[Skill: Language Master (Includes: Elf, Beastman, Human Race, Sea Clan languages), Medicine +2 (92/100), Noble Etiquette (20/100)]

[Status: Healthy, Energetic]

Being a Language Master doesn't merely denote a fusion of written words but a transformation in essence, allowing for unimpeded translation between languages, even idiom deconstruction.

To disassemble every word and express it in different languages.

Playing with words, soaring to new heights.

As for Noble Etiquette, Lin Suo was preparing for the future. This wasn't something that could be improved by "eating books," but rather needed to be polished by grinding skill levels, similar to Medicine.

As for etiquette, it simply meant standardizing one's behavior on a daily basis.

Skill levels are continuously being ground out every second, and it wouldn't take long to max out.

If one wishes to get along or even collaborate amicably with different races, they would have to gradually self-train in the etiquette and customs of their own species.

After all, there's plenty of time—no need to rush.

Everything was well arranged.

Lin Suo then resumed a secluded lifestyle. As for meditation methods, several commerce associations had them, and even the three major forces sold meditation methods for the apprentice phase openly.

Transparent pricing.

Astronomically expensive.

The meditation method for the apprentice phase was priced at one hundred thousand gold coins.

And to practice meditation method up to an official Wizard, they no longer accepted gold coins but instead used a type of currency called [Magic Stones].

It's said to be the currency among Wizards, precious in value.

Closely related to the Wizard's cultivation.

Having spent some time in Koster, Lin Suo at last understood where the headquarters of the three great Wizard powers were located.

Not even within the city.

Inside the city was merely an "office" for collecting money and benefits, while the Wizard's headquarters were on islands outside the city.

It is said also because of the environmental impact.

The island, where they are located, significantly benefits a Wizard's cultivation; even the transcendent sea beasts in the waters helped the Wizards train in their secondary professions, hence the residing Wizards in Coastal City were only advanced Wizard apprentices.

But apprentices were equally formidable.

The tavern Lin Suo frequented allowed him to hear many secrets—although somewhat exaggerated, when scaled down by a hundredfold, they still sounded reasonable.

Rhein Bookstore.

Due to low costs, Lin Suo's daily profits were around five gold, as knowledge is an elite product, only accessible to the upper class.

Of course, ordinary people would also occasionally buy one or two basic textbooks.

Not many customers per day.

Those who dared to come in would generally make a purchase.

A purely text-based book of twenty pages ranged from 3 silver to 1 gold, with some fluctuations.

He sold about five or six books a day, leisurely and comfortably.

Monthly profits were only around 80 gold coins. Books retained their value well; someone who bought a book often wouldn't buy another for a long time.

There were significant fluctuations up and down. To truly run the bookstore, he needed some cheap and commonly used books.

Such as: magazines, comics, newspapers, novels, art albums, and so on...

Newspapers had their own presses, officially controlled, and individual vendors couldn't intervene.

Comics and magazines were too time-consuming; for the next step in the operation of the bookstore, Lin Suo planned to use novels as a means for stable income. No rush for now, it just depends on whether the diversification of income sources is successful.

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Even the money earned now

Is enough for a luxurious life.

If I want to buy the Meditation Method, I will need a windfall.

By the end of the second month after arrival,

Lin Suo joined the Antique Guild, paying a substantial membership fee, and was fortunate to attend his first auction.

The highlight of the auction was an ancient antique clay pot from the Ancient Elves, also a Royal Sacrificial Artifact.

The starting bid was fifty thousand.

It ended up being taken by a wealthy patron for 110,000.

Lin Suo watched on, feeling a dryness in his mouth and an overwhelming greed surging high before he forcefully slapped it down.

The waters of this industry run too deep.

To make big money, there's no need to go to such lengths; being a high-quality counterfeit dealer isn't a bad idea.

He thought Old John's channels were quite good.

Actually managing to sell fake items in such a place, worthy of an established store, with some connections and reputation.

Pulling him in is risky, and at auction events like this, there's no guarantee there won't be special identification methods. Even if the appearance is flawless, the traces of time can't be faked.

If a wizard were to inspect, the outcome is uncertain.

Selling fakes is still easier to individual customers.

It would be best to sell at the antique market on the street stalls, where many self-proclaimed experts go to find bargains. To build it up strong, a hundred thousand gold coins likely wouldn't take too long to accumulate.

With a rough plan in mind, Lin Suo prepares to properly scheme.

For now, he is still at the Antique Guild, purchasing various members-only knowledge handbooks.

To deepen and systematically understand this trade.

In the blink of an eye, another month passes by.

Mixed Blood District, main boulevard.

Rhein Bookstore.

Lin Suo is currently in a small cubicle on the first floor, slicing some fruits and vegetables, then mixing them with his own concocted mayonnaise into a batch of fruit salad.

He's frustrated by the scarcity of food that suits his taste in this world.

The steaks and beer commonly sold in restaurants are, for him, not only expensive but also unpalatable; so young and already worried about food.

Luckily, he has the Magic Cube.

Even though he had no prior cooking skills, after being fully focused for a month, he successfully achieved a Break Limit, and his Cooking Skill definitely surpasses most chefs in Koster.

The Break Limit enhancement of the Magic Cube, after exploring for so long, he has temporarily summarized three patterns:

One: Similar abilities can be fused once they reach Red Grade, making them stronger.

Two: Break Limit strengthens mainly the advantages of the existing skill, like the Moon Disk Breathing Technique: the benefit is versatility, but the low quality of the breathing technique is a joke to most people.

For him, it can make it genuinely versatile, top-notch that is!

Three: Each time he achieves a Break Limit, some knowledge spontaneously appears in his mind, such as recently, knife skills, making of condiments, fire control, and so on.

During the self-learning process of Cooking Skill, this sudden knowledge greatly helps him to continue improving.

"About done," Lin Suo says as he washes his hands.

He brings out a large plate of fruit salad to the bookstore's visitor area.

A young lady is seated there, with blond hair, pointy ears, and wine-red eyes, her skin fair and tender, her long legs smooth and shiny, truly catching the eye.

Lin Suo glances at her casually.

And seating himself across from her on the sofa, maintaining a solemn expression.

She is an elf.

The matron of the neighboring fruit store.

Don't be fooled by her young appearance; she's actually 160 years old.

Elves are truly a Longevity Species with lifespans reaching up to five hundred years. However, not every elf possesses the qualifications of a wizard. Generally speaking, elves residing in Koster are descendants of lower-class elves.

They have come out to make a living because they couldn't manage at home.

This one, however, is a bit special.