Products will change based on the dimensions of the current realm, and the items sold will be slightly adjusted according to different dimensions. The power contained in these products will be suppressed.
In other words, one cannot sell technology that exceeds the ancient realm, such as firearms, in ancient times, nor can overly magical items appear in modern times.
For instance, a bottle of soda in the modern world may just be an ordinary soda; even with system enhancements, it might only be tastier. However, in a cultivation realm, one sip might lead to ascension, resulting in various strange mutated features within the bounds of what that realm allows.
Under the guidance of the system, Rusnian took out all the products and placed them into the glowing orbs.
Currently, the possessions he owned were pitifully few, and the empty shop had only a sparse number of glowing orbs containing items.
Then Rusnian clicked on the last system store; the items he just obtained were displayed there. Aside from the four products, the rest appeared gray, indicating that their levels were insufficient and remained locked.
The resources in the beginner’s gift pack were already enough for sale. He glanced at the purchase price before closing the store.
The profit margin was quite high; a soda marked at one hundred cost only ten energy coins, a mere tenth of the base price.
“System, please provide me with an introduction to this realm and my current location.”
[Current Realm: Western Fantasy Magic Realm]
[The gods are asleep, during the era of diminishing magic, magic energy is becoming increasingly scarce, and magicians and warriors have become the highest existence. For nearly a hundred years, Lingxi Continent has been tumultuous, with beast tides frequently invading. Magic associations and mercenary groups have established themselves in major cities to protect ordinary people and combat magical beasts. The Light Sect has taken this opportunity to promote its faith, gaining a majority of followers, and significantly increasing its power, confronting the king.]
[The currency used in the current realm is gold coins, with an exchange rate of one to ten energy coins, one gold coin equals ten energy coins.]
[The position of the master is in the Abyss of the Demon Realm, the origin of the beast tide.]
The system hesitated before spitting out the latter half of the sentence.
[…Currently, it is an uninhabited zone.]
Rusnian slowly typed a question mark: “?”
After a series of exchanges with the system, Rusnian had a rough understanding of the current situation.
The shop was set up in the Abyss, which is the legendary home of magical beasts, located in the center of the Lingxi Continent’s magical beast forest. To reach the Abyss, one must jump off the Broken Wall Cliff, where nearly no one has returned alive for a thousand years; thus, it is considered a forbidden zone.
Given this situation, under the system’s guidance, Rusnian purchased a set of Abyss Passage devices, which would directly teleport anyone who fell from the Broken Wall Cliff to the front of his shop.
However, after some thought, Rusnian felt it very risky. Who would willingly jump into a forbidden zone, into an abyss where death was certain? He deeply felt that his prospects were grim.
This device quickly consumed the five hundred energy coins he had barely warmed up, leaving Rusnian feeling quite heartbroken. Each of those coins represented money—if it were useless, he would surely feel distressed.
Stepping out of the small building, a wooden sign stood in front of the shop, blank and awaiting Rusnian to name it.
After a moment of contemplation, he decided on the shop name: “Let’s call it Floating Life General Store.”
The system notified him: [Abyss Passage Device has been activated; Floating Life General Store is officially open.]
*
Eber clenched the sword in his hand, panting heavily as he faced a giant beast before him. He never expected that an ordinary beast-hunting mission would push him to this extent.
Not only did he encounter a high-level magical beast, the Yuanyang Illusion Bird Leopard, on the outskirts of the forest, but he also lost track of his companions during the battle.
Now, he was utterly exhausted, with magical energy nearly depleted and feelings of despair invading his heart. Was he really going to die here?
Having become a warrior with a path to obtain a magic core, he no longer cared about the hypocritical faces of nobility. He was just one step away from becoming a senior warrior; at that time, even the arrogant Baron Ivan of Vista City would have to pay him due respect. Dying here was truly painful.
He did not want to die; he wanted to live.
The Yuanyang Leopard opened its blood-red mouth wide, its brown stripes looking exceptionally ferocious as it advanced step by step, dark magical energy swirling around it.
Eber, unwilling to accept his fate, desperately sought a way to escape, fleeing with all his might.
His mind went blank, unable to think, relying solely on instinct as he ran forward, unwittingly stepping deeper into the forest.
The surrounding bushes grew denser, pure white light refracting through the leaves, while lurking dangers hid in the shadows.
The Yuanyang Leopard hesitated for a moment; in the end, it could not give up the easy prey right before it, continuing to howl as it pursued Eber.
The warrior navigating the jungle gritted his teeth in perseverance, but his heavy body was becoming increasingly difficult to maintain.
Bright God above, your follower prays for your grace, longing for your sacrifice. What must I do to be saved? If I am fortunate enough to survive, your follower will ensure daily worship, singing praises in your honor, proclaiming your kindness.
Eber felt like crying, inwardly praying to the divine, but hope was faint. If the gods were still watching this continent, how could Lingxi Continent become such a realm of suffering, with beast tides flooding in?
Just when he could no longer lift his feet, having closed his eyes and begun to await death, the ground beneath him suddenly gave way, and he felt a sense of weightlessness as he fell into the boundless abyss.
*
Meanwhile, Rusnian had not even returned to his room when he happily discovered that he had gained his first customer. However, this guest appeared to be in utter disarray, his sword fallen beside him, his tall boots splattered with mud, and he seemed to be injured.
Nonetheless, Rusnian felt no disdain; the presence of a customer was like invisible energy coins. He patiently squatted beside the guest, even remembering to tend to his wounds slightly.
So as Eber slowly opened his eyes, he saw a pitch-black sky devoid of stars and moonlight, a crimson glow radiating an eerie atmosphere.
Turning his head, he suddenly caught sight of a man with black hair and black eyes. He was dressed peculiarly and looked exceptionally handsome, his lips curling into a large smile that sent shivers down Eber’s spine.
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