Chapter 143

Chapter 143 Supernatural Fruits

The morning sun shone through the window into the small cottage in the maple forest, spreading over Lolan Hill’s silver hair that was scattered across the pillow and blanket.

She pulled at the blanket, twisting her body to create a small fold to block the sunlight from her eyes, then continued sleeping.

But as the sun rose higher, the small fold could no longer block out the light.

Sighing softly, she muttered under her breath, wanting to continue sleeping. In the gradually colder season, the warm blankets seemed to have immense power, trapping people inside, unwilling to emerge.

Dragging her feet, she finally crawled out of the blanket when the sun reached its zenith, sitting on the edge of the bed, yawning and shaking her head slightly to wake up.

After returning to the Tixilam Mountains, without the busy business affairs of the merchant guild to handle, she had become more relaxed recently, but also much happier, like a nearly drained phone battery being recharged, quickly regaining its power.

Lady Phyllis had given her a recommendation letter for Emanas Academy, but it was not yet time for school to start.

Emanas started in spring and offered a two-month break in autumn, during which students would return to school before winter arrived.

This might seem strange, but it was actually carefully arranged by the wise scholars of the academy in earlier times.

There was nothing unusual about starting school in early spring; most did so. However, summer and winter required students to remain in the school.

From a modern perspective, this might not make sense, but this was because summer and winter were generally too cold or too hot, unsuitable for learning knowledge.

However, the Ivar World was not a highly developed modern society; in fact, many places still suffered from famine, war, and attacks by demonic beasts.

Although the climate outside might be unsuitable during summer and winter, there were many Extraordinary Beings within the academy who could easily improve the living environment of classrooms and dormitories. Various alchemical creations and supernatural items allowed students to live and study comfortably while also training their combat skills in special seasons.

But for students returning home, the conditions were not as good. Not every student’s family could afford equipment to improve the temperature of the environment.

Additionally, due to the scarcity of food in winter, some extremely impoverished areas often experienced unfortunate events. To avoid these dark things from affecting the physical and mental health of students, the school intentionally kept them in the school during winter, at least ensuring they wouldn’t lack food and would have other peers around, preventing loneliness.

During the pleasant autumn days, the scenery was beautiful, and harvest season made it a happy time for students to go out and see the great rivers and mountains. At such times, the school would grant a long holiday for students to go home and travel.

After staying at home for two days, Lolan Hill returned once again to the city in the Tixilam Mountains. After years of development, the rabbit-eared tribe had established seven large cities, with most people gathering around these cities.

Carried by the evening breeze, Lolan Hill gracefully descended into this bustling city. The small village where the giant snake was slain had long been surrounded by blue stone bricks. The blue stone walls, houses, and towers were scattered across the hillside, with yellow-green tree branches separating each house, giving a beautiful feeling.

Despite the approaching dusk, the Snake-Slaying City remained lively. The main street was brightly lit, with many rabbit-eared tribesmen and a few outsiders walking around.

Since the rabbit-eared tribe joined Clancia, they provided abundant food, and some people became interested in this race. Some came to tour, while others came to do business. Fortunately, they had not gained fame for long, so not many people came.

These outsiders were amazed as they walked down the streets, observing the city in the forest. The lush trees combined with the blue stone bricks gave a unique exotic feel.

But what truly surprised them were the supernatural fruits sold by the rabbit-eared tribe. Some human Extraordinary Beings could clearly sense the magic contained within.

“Boss, how much is this orange?”

A wealthy merchant from the former West Wind, now called Clancia, looked at the three green, crystal-clear fruits on the top shelf. These green oranges, after being washed and wrapped in white paper, were displayed with only one opened to show.

“The guest has good eyesight, immediately spotting our best item. This is a rare Silver-grade [Green Orange], capable of purifying toxins and improving physical constitution. Even those who cannot sense Mana can slowly begin their cultivation of the Supernatural Sequence.”

“Is it really that magical?”

The merchant found it hard to believe. If it were true, this would be even rarer than some Golden-grade items.

It was known that even in the Mercury Dynasty, where cultivation of the Supernatural Sequence was widespread, most people could not sense Mana and initiate cultivation. If this fruit could improve this situation, it would be like opening a door to miracles.

“Of course. Have you seen the sign on our shop? There are three star symbols next to it, indicating we are a high-tier shop certified jointly by Clancia and the seven cities of the rabbit-eared tribe. Our reputation is guaranteed, and we wouldn’t lie about something so obvious.”

“How much does it cost?”

“It’s ten gold coins, but if you want to buy it, you need to obtain a Friendship Medal from the city lord’s mansion.”

“Friendship Medal?” The merchant questioned, the price not being an issue. He had spent much more money on cultivation when he was young.

“Yes, because this is a particularly precious item, we only sell it to close friends.”

The shop manager shook his head, causing his gray rabbit ears to sway as he gave a business-like smile.

“You can earn our friendship either by having helped the rabbit-eared tribe in the past or by being recognized by the official authorities of Clancia for making contributions.”

“This is too difficult. Although I am rich, contacting the official institutions of Clancia is unlikely. Those people are strict and follow rules strictly.”

“I understand, I understand. So there’s a good opportunity now. Our rabbit-eared tribe is seeking development. If you invest in building projects in the Snake-Slaying City and promise to abide by our laws, the city lord will award you a Friendship Medal.”

“This is a win-win opportunity,” the shop manager said with a full smile.

“Investment?” The merchant hesitated. Although the city was beautiful and had good security, proposing investment suddenly required careful consideration.

“If you want to buy it, you should act quickly.” Seeing the hesitant merchant, the shop manager added fuel to the fire.

“Today, three or four elegantly dressed guests have already come by. They say they will attend the city lord’s medal ceremony tomorrow. If you wait until then, you might not get one.”

After hearing this, the merchant paced back and forth on the blue stone floor of the shop, finally making up his mind.

Money could be earned again, but the dream of becoming an Extraordinary Being might never come again.

Though middle-aged and somewhat overweight, he knew that when he was young, he had dreamed of becoming a handsome and dashing hero.

How could a man give up his dreams?

Picking up his bag and bringing along his attendant, he hurried toward the city lord’s mansion.

That night, the city lord’s mansion was brightly lit and bustling with activity, keeping everyone awake all night.

Thank you, Bachiunzi, Kel_Thuzad, for your support.

Thank you again, Bachiunzi, I’ll work hard to add more tomorrow.

(End of Chapter)