畅想听吧有声小说

Aakesh was watching the screen, waiting to find out the use of Turta and the start of the event, when suddenly the sound of heavy footsteps broke him out of his thoughts.

Aakesh took his eyes away from the screen and focused on the owner of the sound, only to find a group of unfamiliar customers staring around the store with surprise on their faces.

It was a group of people belonging to a race called Honaer.

The Honaer race belonged to the same humanoid category as Humans, and they were also of equal strength. Unlike Humans, they didn’t have a large population or high fertility rate.

Since Honaer and Humans belonged to the same category, they looked almost the same, barring a few differences. Even an average Honaer was almost thrice the height of the naturally tallest Human, and similarly, they were bulky.

What made Honaer stand different from Humans was the structure of the face. They had no ears and a nose with three nostrils. It worked as an ear for them.

There were six members in the group, and even the weakest in the group was a late Immortal, the strongest in the group was a peak Immortal, with a Pseudo-divine physique, while the remaining four members were peak Immortals.

The weakest stood at the front, leading the group. While the other five surrounded the boy as if they were his guards. The difference between the clothes of the boy and the other five members showed the difference in status.

Even the nose ring the boy wore was more expensive than the combined cost of the worth of the four peak Immortals. Only the strongest in the group had something to make him stand out from the boy, but since he stayed behind cautiously gave up the status difference.

“What do you think about this store, Hartol?” The boy suddenly asked while curiously looking around the store.

“A very dangerous feeling, young master,” The strongest in the group was named Hartol, so he responded.

“Hmm, I felt the same,” The boy responded. His eyes then fell on the blue-skinned man, seated comfortably on a chair, expressionlessly looking at him and his group.

‘He must be the store owner,’ The boy thought. He then took a step forward and approached Aakesh while his retinue and bodyguard followed him.

“Are you the store owner?” The boy asked after he reached Aakesh.

Aakesh didn’t say anything in response and only nodded.

“What does your store sell?” The boy asked another question.

“The store sells…,”

“…, these products,” Aakesh introduced all the store products to the boy.

The boy had the same reaction everyone had when they heard about the store products and their effects, so Aakesh had already gotten used to it.

“Are you sure about the effects of Panagea?” The boy couldn’t believe what he heard, so he asked again to make sure.

Aakesh expressionlessly nodded in response to the boy’s question.

“Okay, give us an hour-”

“The portals are full, so you can’t enter them for now. If you want to, you have to wait until the six hours of the preoccupied group is over,” The boy wanted to ask for an hour in Panagea, but Aakesh cut him off midway and told him about all the occupied virtual portals.

“How can you cut our young master-”

“Slap!”

“Thud!”

Seeing the boy supposed to be a young master of some sort getting cut off midway, one attendant who wanted to show his loyalty to his master flared up toward Aakesh. Before his sentence could even get complete, a slap right on his face arrived, and the next moment, he crashed to the floor.

The slap had punctured half the face of the attendant. The man stood up, only to crash on the hardwood floor again, seeing the glare coming at him from Hartol.

“Forgive my attendant. He couldn’t see me getting cut off,” The boy apologized to Aakesh for the action of his attendant. He then gestured for his other attendants to take the man outside.

The treatment meted out to the attendant, despite being a peak Immortal level cultivator, made no sense and was disrespectful, but such was the status of the boy from where he came from that it all wasn’t something outrageous.

The other attendants followed the order of their master and took the man out of the store.

“Return to the house and wait for your punishment,” The leader of the group of followers ordered the man. They then returned to the store, leaving the man on his own.

The man had a disappointed and horrified face at the same time. He felt extreme fear thinking about his punishment after returning. He then activated one of his travel skills to return since he had no choice but to follow through with the order, and the next moment he disappeared from the street.

***

“What about the training area?” The boy asked for the second best product in his eyes after learning about the filled spots in Panagea.

“They’ve no limit for the number of customers, so you can go there if you want,” Aakesh expressionlessly responded.

The boy nodded. He then turned his head around, looked at Hartol, and asked, “Do you want to enter?”

“I’ll do whatever you want me to do, young master?” Hartol responded straight away.

“Good!” The boy commented.

The boy then turned back his head and said, “Two Gods u0026 Demons level training area, and three Immortal level training area for Immortal level weapons.”

“You need to pay two trillion, thirty million supreme Primal stones,” Aakesh nodded and expressionlessly told the price the boy had to pay.

The boy, who had activated his pocket space, couldn’t help but freeze, hearing the price he needed to pay for the training area.

The boy wasn’t the only one to feel such emotions. Hartol, who had been standing expressionlessly behind the boy from the start, also had a change in his expression as his jaw almost dropped to the ground, hearing the cost of the training area.

“Store owner, did you really say two trillion, or did I hear it wrong?” The boy asked to make sure as he couldn’t believe the price.

Aakesh didn’t say anything, but he only nodded expressionlessly in response to the question.