Hephaestus Specialty Store

"Since my little brother is so insistent, I'll just have to give in to you, sisters. Let's have a proper 'heart-to-heart' talk today."

Lu Qiming obediently pulled them into his embrace, following their lead as he began to engage in a deep, intimate 'heart-to-heart' with them.

That night, Lu Qiming, who had been single for many years, finally experienced the fiery passion of women in this other world, along with their doting tenderness and gentle 'hearts'.

Early the next morning.

Lu Qiming walked out of the room feeling refreshed. The harmony of the previous night had soothed the anxiety and restlessness he felt after suddenly arriving in this world.

Standing at the doorway, Lu Qiming couldn't help but grin as he thought back to last night. Heh heh!

Although he had been a bit impulsive last night, completely bewitched by the two young ladies, he felt no regrets now that he was clear-headed. Moreover, after their 'heart-to-heart', Lu Qiming felt that being chosen by the Class Inheritance System upon arriving in this world wasn't such a bad thing after all.

Even if the road ahead was filled with endless slaughter and hardship, at least he now possessed things he wouldn't have dared to dream of before. There was gain to balance the loss. Besides, he had arrived in the world of his dreams—what was there to be disappointed about?

"Two sisters, I'm heading out!"

Lu Qiming turned his head and smiled at the two women in the room, who were leaning against the wall and walking with trembling steps.

"Mm, stay safe, Qiming. Don't take unnecessary risks in the Dungeon."

Tia struggled to support her body, her delicate face flushed with a deep crimson.

"Don't worry, Tia, I know."

As he spoke, Lu Qiming chuckled and looked at them both: "You two should get some rest; don't push yourselves."

"Mm, we know, you brat!"

The two exchanged a glance, smiling and scolding Lu Qiming with bashful expressions.

"Alright, alright, I'm off then."

Seeing that they were truly fine, Lu Qiming turned and walked outside. Because of his 'heart-to-heart' with them last night, he hadn't even checked his upgraded stats yet. Plus, he still needed to buy a suitable weapon to bind as his 'Soul Blade'.

"Qiming! Your basin!"

At that moment, Anya suddenly called out, tossing the stainless steel basin Lu Qiming had left on the table toward him.

"Thank you, Anya!"

Lu Qiming caught the flying basin with ease, placed it on his head, and walked out.

Tia and Anya watched his retreating figure. They leaned against the wall, trembling as they walked to the table and sat down. Looking at each other's disheveled state, they shared a helpless, knowing smile.

It seemed they had underestimated this little brother of theirs—he was quite something! After tossing and turning all night, he still had the energy to wake them up for an hour of morning exercise!

On the streets, a bustling crowd was constantly in motion. There were tea-house girls who had just finished a grueling night of work, leaning on each other as they queued at a breakfast stall, planning to eat their fill before heading home to sleep, only to return and continue selling tea that night.

There were also adventurers carrying various weapons, preparing to head to the Dungeon for a new day of exploration, along with all sorts of commoners and demi-humans hawking their breakfast wares.

Amidst the crowd, Lu Qiming carried a steamer of buns, walking toward the towering, spire-like structure in the distance.

Babel Tower, also known as the Tower of Babel, the legendary high tower said to be able to communicate with the heavens.

As for whether Babel Tower could actually reach the heavens, Lu Qiming couldn't care less; he was only here to purchase a weapon that suited him.

In front of Babel Tower, Lu Qiming looked curiously at the archway. The entrance was nearly ten meters high, and the surrounding ground, the size of three or four football fields, was paved with golden glazed tiles. Dozens of jade-white pillars supported the tower, each one so thick it would take more than ten people to wrap their arms around it.

"Truly worthy of a world that possesses magic and gods!"

Lu Qiming sighed as he gazed at the architecture. Even in his original world, such a structure would require immense manpower and resources, utilizing countless pieces of heavy machinery.

But in this world, what was machinery?

Powerful adventurers simply lifted various building materials by hand, constructing this so-called miracle, the Tower of Babel.

"Hey, are you going in or not? If you're not, don't block the way here. I really don't know what kind of bumpkin from some backwater place this is!"

A scrawny adventurer cursed as he looked at Lu Qiming, stepping up to give him a hard shove, intending to push the bumpkin aside so he wouldn't block the path.

"Huh! Why didn't he budge!"

The scrawny man's hand pushed hard against Lu Qiming's back. In his expectation, the bumpkin should have been shoved to the ground, allowing him to have a good laugh at his expense.

"What are you doing? Giving me a massage?"

Lu Qiming turned his head in confusion, looking at the scrawny man who was pushing with all his might. Was this pathetic amount of strength supposed to be a massage?

"Gulp!"

The moment Lu Qiming turned around, the scrawny man nearly collapsed in terror. Beneath that cold expression, a pair of black eyes flickered with faint red light, and a palpable, killing intent pressed down upon him.

"Uh, my lord, I saw you standing here alone for so long and worried your back might be sore, so I was just giving you a rub!"

"Oh~ then I really must thank you."

Lu Qiming stared at the scrawny adventurer for a moment before turning and walking into Babel Tower. The man had only given him a shove, at most intending to tease him; more importantly, he hadn't been harmed, nor had he sensed any true killing intent.

He didn't intend to dwell on it. Of course, had the man harbored real killing intent, he would have been taken out by Lu Qiming's instinctive reaction before he could even make a move.

On the lift, Lu Qiming silently watched the scenery outside. His destination was the weapon shop located on the seventh floor of Babel Tower. Aside from the top floor, which was the residence of the gods, other levels allowed anyone to open various businesses and shops for a fee.

A moment later, Lu Qiming stepped off the lift and began to scan the surrounding shops.

Inside the display cases, countless exquisite weapons and armors were on display, shimmering with various lights under the lamps.

As Lu Qiming ventured deeper, passing shop after shop with ornate decorations, he continued toward the inner levels. During his 'heart-to-heart' with Anya and Tia last night, he had already found out where the best weapon shop was located.

At the end of the commercial street on the seventh floor, Lu Qiming stopped in front of a shop.

Here stood a weapon store that completely surpassed all others in scale, with a sign crafted from an unknown, deep black stone hanging above the entrance.

Hephaestus Familia Specialty Store.

"This is the place!"

Lu Qiming looked up at the shop before him; this was the place Anya and the others had spoken of, the store possessing the strongest weapons in Orario, run by the Hephaestus Familia of the Goddess of the Forge.

Lu Qiming believed that he would surely find the most suitable weapon for himself here; if he couldn't find it here, then he believed there would be no point in visiting any other shops.