The First Store System

Chapter 358: Surprise

Remembering that the store sold weapons that even he couldn't make, his face turned red from embarrassment.

'How could I even think of taking him as my student?' Sarbal cried out in his heart.

"Cough! Store owner, I heard you sell weapons here," Sarbal coughed to remove his embarrassment and asked Aakesh. At the same time, he also hoped that the store owner would answer him, as the silent treatment felt very uncomfortable and torturous on his psyche.

"Yes, the store does. The store sells…," Aakesh expressionlessly answered and introduced the different types and grades of weapons sold by the store.

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"Thank you, store owner," Sarbal thanked Aakesh and then went to the room Aakesh had pointed at.

"WOW!" Sarbal couldn't help but exclaim loudly in shock, seeing the luxury inside the weapons room.

His eyes had first fallen on the countless murals engraved on the walls after entering the room, but he didn't find anything strange about them. They felt like regular murals to him, so he only took a casual glance at them.

His eyes then fell on the pillars. He counted and found it to be 108, the same number as the type of weapons sold by the store.

He could feel something special about the pillar, but he couldn't just point out the strange factor. He didn't think much as the weapons took away his sight and focus.

His eyes first fell on the discs. From where Sarbal was standing, the discs looked to be ordinary, but his gut feeling said that they were anything but ordinary.

Thinking like this, he took a step forward in the direction of the shelves.

The store sold weapons from Rare-grade to the King-grade for now, and their sequence was from top to bottom, so Sarbal bent down to check out a Rare-grade disc.

"Eh!" He couldn't help but exclaim in surprise as from outside it looked that the shelves had limited weapons, but when Sarbal put his hand inside the shelf, he found the number of discs exceeding the amount he could see. He even believed that there were unlimited numbers of discs in there.

He didn't move his hands long, randomly grabbed a disc, and took it out.

It was a silver-plated disc with sharp ends. There was a pattern of the moon engraved on both sides.

"Excellent!" Sarbal commented, seeing the quality of the disc.

The disc in his hand had surpassed the quality he had expected for a Rare-grade weapon, and it was only a random pick.

Sarbal didn't believe in luck, so he put the disc back inside the shelf and took out another.

It was still of good quality, but it was nowhere equal to the last one he had taken out.

Sarbal put it back and took out another.

His eyes couldn't help but widen, seeing the difference of quality between the first disc he had taken out and this one.

It was a red disc with eleven triangular ends, and on both the sides, a pattern of blood dripping was engraved in black, giving the disc an eerie look.

If someone were to think of this disc as an Epic-grade weapon, some people might still call it a lie. Such was the quality of the disc.

His eyes then fell on the blue screen floating above the disc, and the price written in it.

The disc was priced at ten top Primal stones, which may prove to be costly for Rare-grade weapons, but Sarbal thought the price was disrespecting the greatness of the quality, craftsmanship, materials used in the making of the disc. He was even willing to splurge a thousand top Primal stones for it.

This time, Sarbal didn't put it back inside, as he had decided to buy it. Even though it was of no use to current him, it would be disrespectful to the creator if he were to put it back after looking at it.

It was only the start for the Sarbal. He wanted to buy as many weapons as possible of these qualities. It wouldn't matter to him even if his wealth got completely exhausted by buying these weapons.

Sarbal was unaware that there was a limit to weapon buying, so he excitedly checked the other grades of the disc. After studying the disc section, he went to the next weapon pillar.

Time flew by, and one hour had passed.

Sarbal was currently checking Epic-grade maces. Until now, he had already selected around three hundred different weapons belonging to different categories to buy them.

Since the weapons can't be put into the space ring before paying for them, all the weapons he had selected were floating around him while he shopped for more.

It was quite a spectacle for the other customers in the weapons room.

One customer, who knew about the limit on the sale of the weapon, approached Sarbal and asked, "Don't you know about the limit?"

Sarbal, who was in a trance, checking the Epic-grade mace in his hands, broke out of it. He then looked at the man and confusedly asked, "What limit?"

"One weapon per person in a month," The man responded. His voice contained a tone of pity for the Dwarf as he worked so hard to select so many weapons, but he could only buy one in the end.

"Eh!" Sarbal exclaimed, and his mouth flew wide open in shock.

The situation continued for several seconds. The man had already left after informing Sarbal about the limit.

"Damn it!" Sarbal cursed in his heart after finally getting over the sudden shock. His eyes then fell on the hundreds of weapons floating around him, and a wry smile spread across his face.

"I can't give up so easily. I need to talk to the store owner," Sarbal muttered as he didn't want to give up a single weapon out of the lot.

Thinking like this, he exited the weapons room, only to find out that none of the weapons had followed him, but instead, they gave returned back to their respective counters.

It all happened because the system didn't allow the customers to take weapons out of the weapons room, other than the only weapon they would buy.

Sarbal only looked dumbfounded, seeing the sudden turnaround of the situation.

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"Store owner, can I buy as many weapons as I want?" Sarbal asked Aakesh after cursing in his heart due to the weapons returning to their counter.