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Ex rank talent Awakening: 100\% Dodge rate-Chapter 211: SYSTEM STORE
Greg browsed through the system store, his gaze flickering across the different categories with growing curiosity. He had to admit, even as he casually tapped through the interface, Annabelle's talent was utterly broken—just deceptively hidden due to her own lack of attention toward it. A weird, bittersweet feeling churned in his chest as he realized something troubling: his instinctive actions, his overwhelming desire to protect her, had ironically stunted her growth. The one he sought to shield from the world might have grown into something far more terrifying than he ever imagined—if only she'd been left to explore her potential.
> [System Store]
Categories:
1. Consumables
2. Stats
3. Titles
4. Jobs
5. Weapons
6. Bloodline
7. Skills
8. Special Artifacts
He opened the "Consumables" category first. His eyes quickly scanned through the sections—common, uncommon, rare, superior, and then the mind-blowing ones.
Common
Stamina Regeneration Potion – 0.01 gold coin
Mana Regeneration Potion – 0.01 gold coin
Poison Potions...
Uncommon
Stamina Regeneration Potion – 0.05 gold coin
Mana Regeneration Potion – 0.05 gold coin
Rare
Stamina Regeneration Potion – 0.1 gold coin
Superior
Specialized Poison Potions – 1 gold coin
Epic
(Percentage-based items listed, unavailable for purchase yet)
Immortal
1. Drop of the Fountain of Youth – 1 million gold coins
Completely restores 100% of your health and grants immortality for 24 hours.
2. Alchemy Stone – 1 million gold coins
Grants infinite mana, allowing you to cast spells endlessly for two hours.
Greg's jaw tightened slightly as he stared at the prices. These weren't items a regular player would ever afford, not in a single lifetime. Yet, here he was, casually reading through them. He knew full well he was an anomaly—his path was different from the average player's. Still, even he had to admit: these consumables were absurdly overpowered.
Getting a bit too pumped by what he saw, Greg flicked over to the "Titles" category, impatiently scrolling all the way down to the immortal grade. That was where the real monsters lived.
Immortal Grade Titles
1. Goddess of Wealth (Unavailable for purchase. Only the rightful owner of the corresponding talent can claim it)
Price: 1 billion gold coins
> Buying this title grants you the mantle of the Goddess of Wealth and unlocks divine powers.
Perks Include:
All items in the system shop are discounted by 50%
Earn 1 free stat point for every 1 million gold coins spent
Earn 1 free stat point for every 1 million gold coins earned
Unlocks a new "Believers" category, allowing you to purchase loyal believers with strength tied to your own
Grants an automatic gold-coin defense mechanism that consumes your wealth to block incoming attacks
Unlocks "Concepts and Talents" category for purchase (Requires Level 50 to buy one; higher talents require more)
(Cannot equip any other god-related title while this is active)
Greg stared at the screen in stunned silence. A wry smile crept onto his face, bitter with regret and awe. So this… this was the true ability hidden within Annabelle's so-called "Ex-Rank" talent. It wasn't just wealth. It was divine power. But to access it required an immense amount of gold and system interaction. No wonder she never discovered it. She never had the wealth, nor the opportunity, and certainly not the knowledge to recognize what she possessed. If she had—if she had reached this point in their previous life—Kyle wouldn't have stood a chance. No player would've. But that possibility had long since vanished.
"A billion gold coins…" Greg muttered. "Maybe only that gold goblin from the old days could afford this."
Still trying to digest the implications of it all, Greg switched to the "Jobs" category and, again, scrolled to the bottom.
Immortal Grade Jobs
1. Phantom Assassin – 100 million gold coins
2. Arcane Mage – 100 million gold coins
3. Void Archer – 100 million gold coins
4. Aurora Swordsman – 100 million gold coins
5. Shadow Mage – 100 million gold coins
His heart beat faster just seeing the list. Each job title oozed strength and mystery, promising unimaginable power. He tried to purchase one, but the system gave him a blunt notification:
> "You already have a job equipped. Cannot purchase another."
Shrugging it off, Greg moved on, checking the "Bloodline" and "Skills" categories. Both were filled with incredible options, but it was the "Special Artifacts" tab that truly stole his breath away.
Unlike the other categories, the artifacts weren't graded. But Greg could tell from the moment he opened the list—these weren't mere tools or accessories. They were treasures—each one capable of changing a player's fate.
Special Artifacts
1. Floating Island – 500 million gold coins
2. Universe Seed – 1 billion gold coins
3. Independent Space Expansion – 100 million minimum (cost increases with size)
4. Universe Origin Essence – 1 trillion gold coins (Refreshes every month)
Greg stopped scrolling.
His eyes were wide, pupils dilated with excitement. This wasn't just a shop—it was a treasury of divine possibilities. Every item he passed had the potential to create legends. His heart thudded louder, imagination racing as he pictured the future.
Without hesitation, he made a few major purchases.
First, he bought a set of Immortal Darkwear—crafted from indestructible materials with high defense. Though the defense was impressive, that wasn't why he got them. No, Greg was tired of ending up naked every time a high-level battle stripped his armor apart, like during the fight with the sandworms. From now on, he'd be prepared.
He skipped buying consumables, titles, or skills for now. As tempting as they were, he'd need every last coin for what he planned next.
He bought two Floating Islands—one to serve as his private residence, the other to house the guild he would soon create. Then came the Universe Seed, a mythical item rumored to birth worlds. And finally, he spent half a billion gold coins to expand his independent space, creating a vast inner dimension he could use as his personal sanctuary or tactical base.
By the time he was done, Greg had spent over three billion gold coins.
His once-proud mountain of wealth had been reduced to a mere hill, drained by the system shop's outrageous but irresistible offerings.
Greg leaned back, exhaling slowly.
"Guess I'll be visiting those dragons soon..." he muttered, eyes gleaming with both satisfaction and anticipation.
After all, there was only one place left to replenish his gold coffers at the speed he needed—and dragons just happened to sit on mountains of it.