Gun and Mobile Phone

During the time when Card Masters were focused on repairing cards, it was the easiest moment for the apprentices.

Duke planned to walk around the shop and think of ways to make money.

The two apprentices at the next workstations, Bobby and Thomas, also started to focus on repairing cards along with the Card Master, quietly hiding in a corner and sharing their candy with each other.

Duke wasn't that bored.

He looked around Little Sam's Card Shop. Bob, a formal worker, was managing things at the counter. In the repair area, there were four repair workstations. Three were occupied by Card Masters, and one was a spare, the fourth workstation, usually used by the Boss himself.

However, the Boss wasn't here today; he had gone to the Scrap Card Station in the city to look for goods.

"How can I make money?"

He frowned, feeling a bit helpless.

As a transmigrator, he naturally remembered a lot of Earth knowledge, but when it came to practical application, he found it useless. Smelting iron, firing bricks, and distilling alcohol were considered basic in this world. Products like soap, glass, and perfume were not uncommon. As for high-tech items like computers and mobile phones, they didn't exist, but Duke couldn't build them either.

He shifted his gaze from the warehouse window to look out.

Beyond the low-rise bungalow area, he could see tall chimneys in the distance, emitting thick black smoke. Unknown birds circled the black smoke, occasionally swooping down to peck at the Spirituality rising from it.

For beasts to evolve into spirit beasts, they had to consume a large amount of Spirituality.

"That's the Black Snake Spirit Gold Smelter, an enterprise of the Black Snake Family. They refine spiritual metals from ordinary iron ore... The pollution is truly terrible." Duke looked at it from an Earthling's perspective. This factory was practically a poison gas manufacturing plant, but the entire Snakehead Town was the Black Snake Family's fiefdom, so no one dared to intervene despite the severe pollution.

Or rather, no one cared.

The Seven Towers Federation had no concept of environmental protection. Developing Spirit Energy industry, strengthening human forces, and continuously expanding into the barbaric wilderness were the prevailing ideologies.

"Spirit Energy... Spirituality... A world of the extraordinary!"

Duke's eyes revealed a hint of eagerness. After the initial panic of transmigration, he now longed to experience the magnificent, unseen landscapes of this extraordinary world.

Of course.

To experience the extraordinary, the prerequisite was to Open Spirit Sea. Otherwise, he could only live as an ordinary person, barely surviving at the bottom of society.

"There don't seem to be any good inventions that can make money quickly... Hmm, gunpowder!" A flash of inspiration struck Duke, and he thought of a good idea. "The Seven Towers Federation is an alliance of Arcane Mages, and Arcane Mages represent this world's system of extraordinary power – Spiritual Arcana. Therefore, Black Powder has never been invented."

The people living here believed that the Earth beneath their feet possessed unparalleled Spirituality.

It was this Spirituality that endowed all living things on the Barbaric Continent with powerful extraordinary might, and established a "Spiritual Arcana" power system.

Collecting Spirituality and refining it into Spirit Energy.

It was this Spirit Energy, more magical than electricity, that triggered a grand industrial boom.

"Powerful Arcane Mages can destroy heavens and earth, so Black Powder is certainly not as valuable as it was on Earth. But Black Powder still has great uses. I can try to concoct Black Powder in this extraordinary world!"

He recalled in his mind. The ratio for Black Powder seemed to be One Saltpeter, Two Sulfur, Three Charcoal.

Waiting until noon break, he quickly finished his boxed lunch and then walked briskly down another street, turning into a wide alley. This area was filled with shops selling all sorts of materials, from spiritual materials to ordinary ones.

After inquiring around.

Duke frowned deeply: "Saltpeter, a material that can grow even in toilets, is being sold for 1 Dragon Coin per jin. Sulfur is even 30 Copper Dragons per gram. It's faster than robbery!"

To concoct Black Powder, he didn't know how many experiments would be needed.

The cost of materials for enough experiments would far exceed the 23-Silver Dragon Spirit Awakening Potion: "With this money, I could have bought a Spirit Awakening Potion long ago... Right, why don't I go scrape saltpeter from the toilets?"

One plan failed, and Duke came up with another.

One jin of saltpeter could be sold for 1 Dragon Coin. He could scrape saltpeter to save money. Although scraping saltpeter from toilets was a bit of a hardship, it clearly brought in money faster than being an apprentice.

However, after Duke ran to several sewage-filled toilets, he soon returned to Little Sam's Card Shop with a look of disappointment.

Those toilets were indeed dirty, but there was no white frost-like saltpeter on the walls as he had imagined, only various yellowed urine and feces stains that made him nauseous.

"Why is there no saltpeter growing?"

"Was it scraped away by someone? It shouldn't be, there are no scratches on the walls... Could it be because the toilets in Snakehead Town are built with stones instead of earth blocks?"

In his memory, rural earthen latrines grew saltpeter.

Perhaps something in the soil reacted with the urine to produce saltpeter. With stone blocks, the reaction couldn't happen, and thus no saltpeter grew.

In short.

The idea of making money by scraping saltpeter from toilets was shattered.

By the time he got off work in the evening, he still hadn't come up with a good way to make money. He returned home and cooked plain white rice, steaming some sausages. He was short on cash, and this was all the food he had left.

The Spirit Storage Card plugged into the card machine interface of the Spirit Meal Pot had dimmed.

"If I can't get any more money, I'm afraid I won't even be able to afford Spirit Energy," Duke sighed, taking out a Spirit Card with a slightly worn cover from his pocket and staring blankly at it.

This was his Spirit Dragon Card.

It was equivalent to a bank card on Earth. Trading Dragon Coins, issued by the Seven Towers Federation, was inconvenient, so Arcane Mages developed Spirit Dragon Cards. Buying and selling only required swiping the Spirit Dragon Card.

"The balance seems to be 57 Copper Dragons left. Miserable!"

"However, this kind of Spirit Card is truly magical." Duke suppressed his negative emotions and shifted his attention to the Spirit Dragon Card in his hand and the Spirit Storage Card plugged into the Spirit Meal Pot.

Both cards belonged to the category of Spirit Cards.

The technology behind Spirit Cards was to seal Spirituality in the form of energy circuits and then imprint it onto a card for storage.

Spirit Storage Cards store a large amount of stable Spirit Energy, while Spirit Dragon Cards connect directly to banks. These marvelous spirit cards are merely the simplest technology under the Spiritual Arcana system.

"This is the extraordinary power I can reach. If I don't Open Spirit Sea, this is probably the only extraordinary power I can reach."

"I must Open Spirit Sea as soon as possible!"

Eating, washing dishes, no nightlife, sleeping.

Tossing and turning for a long time, Duke fell into a deep sleep with beautiful expectations for the future.

Fuzzy.

Duke felt himself drifting to a place brilliant with starlight.

The starlight was abundant, infinitely vast, and the surroundings were pitch black, like the deep sea.

"This is it, I'm back!" Duke's thoughts became clear. He understood he was in a dream. "Just like last night, I've come to the Spirit Sea through a dream again."

He looked in the direction where the starlight was most concentrated.

The stars surrounded two dazzling clusters of light, like stars. As Duke leaped closer, he could see that one of the dazzling lights resembled a mobile phone, and the other resembled a handgun.

"My golden finger!"

"I'm coming!"