Cheers erupted from the giant screen... The Undead had finally found the treasure vault hidden a hundred meters beneath a workshop.
Hill couldn't help taking a look, then felt a little disappointed. The vault did glitter with jewels. Gems and expensive metals nearly filled the Blue Oak Rock chamber, which covered five hundred square meters and stood three meters high... But there was nothing special inside.
There were plenty of gems, but they were all common varieties—the kind Hill could buy whenever he wanted. They were valuable, certainly, but they meant little to him.
He sighed to himself... As his power grew, it became harder and harder for anything to surprise him.
Scares, on the other hand, were plentiful.
Hill rested his chin on his hand and pondered... When Toril opened its gates again, should he consider leaving?
But he still hadn't seen a Mythallar!
Hill hadn't forgotten why he had become interested in a place as awful as Toril... He genuinely wanted a powerful Floating City that would never run out of energy.
The Floating Castle looked impressive, but it could only remain within the Mythal. Once it left that nexus of gathered energy, it would consume vast quantities of Energy Crystals... Hill had plenty of crystals, and in a pinch, he could seek out an energy source in the Elemental Realm.
But that would make the Floating City useless for traveling through the universe... Even Hill thought that would be too much. He could make money, not crystals.
Now that he had Purvi, he didn't need to worry about a ship for the time being. Still, Hill feared that one day the Otherworld Whale might find somewhere he didn't want to leave... Every soul had a place it would call home.
Besides, Purvi's voyages also consumed vast quantities