Everything Is Within the System's Calculations

The next day.

Ron woke up early as usual and went to the courtyard for his morning training.

As he performed a series of strange and arduous movements, "Qi" infused with the aura of light began to generate and circulate within his body, providing him with powerful assistance.

Compared to the previous few days, the "Qi" Ron could squeeze out at once had become much thicker, though it was still some distance away from the level required to condense a Battle Qi Vortex.

He was not particularly anxious about this.

Compared to an ordinary person, his rate of improvement was already quite astonishing.

For a normal person to reach his current level, it would take at least half a year of diligent training, and reaching the point of condensing a Battle Qi Vortex would require over a year of tempering.

For someone like Ron, who was expected to be able to attempt condensing a Battle Qi Vortex in about a month, one could only say that the Bright Sword Canon was indeed a top-tier battle qi technique tailor-made for the bloodline of Andre.

However, compared to his battle qi cultivation, his magical strength was improving even more rapidly, to the point of being terrifying.

Because he possessed a top-tier meditation method like the Natural Meditation Method, and added to the fact that he meditated around the Nether Orchid every day and frequently supplemented his practice with Nether Orchid fruits, his realm was rising like a rocket.

In just a few days, he had successfully promoted to a First-Rank Mage, and even triggered an elemental ocean vortex while condensing his Magic Seed!

This was sufficient proof of his high talent.

After promoting to a First-Rank Mage, he could clearly feel his realm steadily improving every day; he feared that within a month, he would be able to attempt promotion to the Second Rank.

If this were the case for an ordinary mage, it would be enough to make them ecstatic.

But Ron didn't have much of a real sense of it.

After all, when he played games in the past, levels would just shoot up in half a minute; compared to that, his current progress was as slow as a snail.

If one were to speak of a few days ago, Ron actually didn't have a very strong desire for strength.

Although this place was called Chaos City, the public security was actually quite good.

Plus, he was the Seventh Prince of the Empire; although he held no real power, his status and position were there, so no one would deliberately come to make things difficult for him.

But the three punks who broke into his courtyard yesterday suddenly woke him up.

In this world, one's own strength was the primary weapon for dealing with danger.

He could not pin all his hopes on others.

Although those three punks yesterday were not even First-Rank warriors—mere bottom-feeders that Ron could easily defeat even without condensing a Battle Qi Vortex.

But what if someone with greater strength set their sights on his Shop?

He couldn't just hope that his enemies were all idiots who would forever send lackeys he could just happen to handle to their deaths, only for the big boss on the other side to slowly walk out from behind the scenes once he became strong enough that even the big boss couldn't beat him, right?

This wasn't some cliché, low-level progression story... Ron muttered to himself.

Therefore, although he lived a very leisurely life every day, he never skipped his basic meditation and training.

At nine in the morning, Ron finished his morning training and, as per his routine, entered the Dimensional Plane to perform assembly-line operations in his one-square-meter Cultivation Space.

By around eleven in the morning, the Cultivation Space had freshly produced another twenty-plus Nether Orchids.

With this, the total number of Nether Orchids he had cultivated officially exceeded one hundred.

Returning to the shop, he went to the second floor to make lunch. After a simple meal, and before the afternoon opening time, he ran to the neighboring Barbecue Shop to play Dou Dizhu with Lyle and two employees.

There were no customers at the Barbecue Shop at noon, and basically, one employee could handle all the work.

Thus, Ron and Lyle were the resident Dou Dizhu players, while the two employees took turns playing, leaving the table to grill meat if they played poorly.

They didn't gamble with money; the loser just drank a glass of ale, and the atmosphere was quite lively.

Playing cards with ordinary people like Lyle didn't result in the "magic duels" he had with Harper and the others two days ago, so Ron was invincible at the card table, where winning more and losing less was the norm.

By nearly one o'clock, he returned to his own shop to prepare for business.

As for the Elemental Cards, they were left at the Barbecue Shop.

There wasn't much business at the Barbecue Shop in the afternoon, and aside from needing to skewer meat in advance, Lyle and the others had nothing to do, so it was perfect for passing the time with cards.

Thus, Ron returned to the shop empty-handed, opened the shutters, sat on his recliner with a slight buzz, and took out a book to start reading.

Everything was just right, making him feel very comfortable.

The main quest was only at 26/100, still 74 short, so Ron wasn't in a hurry.

The reputation of the Nether Orchids had already spread through the Magic Academy, so completing the quest shouldn't be difficult; the only difference was how long it would take.

Based on yesterday's afternoon sales of 18 Nether Orchids, it would only take four or five days to complete the main quest.

Calculating it this way, it wasn't actually that slow.

He currently had 421 wealth points; once the main quest was completed, he would have 1901 wealth points, enough to buy the remaining 9 square meters of cultivation space in the Shop, with 1000 wealth points left over.

These 1000 wealth points...

Damn it!

Ron cursed inwardly.

Didn't those two prerequisite spells in the Shop cost exactly 500 wealth points each?

And they claimed that product prices were calculated using an independent method!?

Damn it!

How could you say this wasn't calculated in advance?

Who would believe that!?

As Ron did the math in his head, he immediately discovered the "conspiracy" hidden behind the system.

The evils of pay-to-win online games!

I would rather die than exchange for those two prerequisite spells!

Hmph!

Even if the Seed Germination Technique rots in his hands, he won't jump into the pay-to-win trap the system has set for him.

Could it be that he can't just teach himself?

A mere two first-tier minor spells, why should they scam me out of 500 Wealth Points?

Isn't it better to save them for lifting up young ladies' skirts?

Ron secretly grumbled in his heart, feeling that the system was truly full of malice, trying every possible way to earn the Wealth Points in his hands.

Could these Wealth Points have some special significance?

Could they bring some benefit to the system?

Or do they provide necessary energy to some unknown entity?

Ron's imagination ran wild in his mind, letting his thoughts wander aimlessly.

In the end, he sighed and stopped thinking about it.

In any case, his life was quite comfortable right now, so he might as well take things one step at a time and see how it goes.

Transmigrating to another world was already a bizarre and miraculous event; rather than investigating these inexplicable things, it was more practical to live in the moment.

Selling flowers every day, eating barbecue, and playing Dou Dizhu—this was the shut-in life he had always dreamed of.

Except for the lack of the internet, it couldn't be more perfect.

If this system could be a little more obedient, Ron would truly feel he had no regrets.

Unfortunately, the system had no integrity.

In the end, Ron couldn't help but complain in his heart.

Failure's Diary: Two updates every day without fail. Watching the big shots in the group who write ten thousand words a day dominate the word-sprinting room, to be honest, I'm a little envious. However, writing ten thousand words a day is impossible. Hmph~