Dole calculated the value, then slowly flicked out several portions of Water of Life.
When the Wizard saw the Water of Life fly over and sensed the rich vitality within it, his spirits immediately lifted. After counting it, he was overjoyed.
It really was Water of Life, and its potency was exceptionally strong. Most importantly, the price matched the market rate. He had struck gold.
He did not put away the Water of Life. Instead, he hastily took out everything he had and tossed it to Dole before finally storing the Water of Life in a jade bottle, terrified that its medicinal potency might dissipate.
"Thank you, boss, thank you, boss." He took a moment to glance at the sign beside him, then asked in surprise, "Sir, how much to forge a spatial ring?"
Dole frowned. "That depends on how much money you have. The minimum here is one thousand cubic meters, with no upper limit. For every additional thousand cubic meters, add one million magic crystals."
The level-eight Wizard was instantly stunned.
There was such a way of pricing it? One thousand cubic meters—it was even a little larger than his own spatial ring. Most importantly, it was so cheap: only one million magic crystals. His own storage ring held only a few hundred cubic meters, yet it had cost two million magic crystals back then.
It was incredibly cheap. If it was real, then he had truly profited this time. He calculated his assets.
Then he immediately said, "Sir, I have ten million magic crystals. Can you make a storage ring with ten thousand cubic meters?"
Dole nodded.
The level-eight Wizard immediately cleared out a small storage pouch and filled it with ten million magic crystals.
This was nearly half his wealth, and it pained him to part