To test whether his idea was correct, he planned to buy the Titan Canopy, only to be stunned by its price-three hundred million magic crystals, and that was just the most basic version, capable of interfacing with the plane consciousness of small and medium-sized planes or smaller.
Any additional features would cost extra.
In other words, all those features it had listed earlier belonged to the Promax version. This was the basic model.
The tactic reminded Kroya of certain shopping apps he had seen before transmigrating. The price looked low on the listing, but once he clicked through, it turned out to be a completely different product, or a much smaller quantity.
"...How is this not a scam?"
"You clearly introduced it as a combination of all those features," Kroya complained. "But now that I'm buying it, they're sold separately! Are you swindlers or what?"
He launched into an utterly unrestrained tirade at the Sacred Spring Spout.
Of course, those words were meant for the Sept-Terrion of Time, who might be watching. If Kroya were in his position, he would certainly have his subordinates record every detail of every transaction.
The Sacred Spring Spout fell silent for a moment.
Then it said, "Honored Astral Spirit, we apologize for the inconvenience caused by our mistake. We can now offer you one free prize draw, allowing you to receive a random treasure from the Sacred Spring Treasury."
"..."
Huh? You're actually compensating me just because I yelled at you?
Those game companies before I transmigrated were experts at playing dead. No matter how much I yelled, they never offered compensation.
Naturally, Kroya accepted with delight.
It was free. Why turn it down?
As the wheel turned amid the surging Sacred Spring, something flew out that he had never expected-a lyre!
The golden