Chapter 377 Work! Work! More Work!


    "Abined total of 24 Briga and 50 Nariga. Not bad for our first day." In counted the money in his pouch with a smile as he stared at Wittral, "An honest day''s earnings are pleasurable to count."


    "Well…you''re not wrong about that." Wittral patted his stomach, "But I''m famished now. It has been a day since we ate anything good. And we''re both too thin."


    "Yes, recovering our physical strength is our first priority." In nodded, ''Only then can I start aiming for that mansion.''


    Currently, they were in a different city. He had to save up some money to travel to Fentan City and make ns to gain entry into Arlfarah Mansion, the ce where one of the ten entrances leading to the Major Treasure of Attribute would show up.


    There was plenty of work to be done, since he was dyed a lot along the way. There were only thirteen years left for the Attribute to reveal itself.


    By then, he had to reach the peak of the 2-Life Stage,plete merging Sumatra Gold into his skeleton and make itpatible while both his bodies were stacked atop each other, reach the final stage of both Mystic Bone Art and Mystic Mist Art, finishprehending the data regarding his Mystic Path—present in Gann—and finish his own using it. Finally, he had to finish preparations to summon a Bolt of Transcendence.


    This was his internal requirements. Externally, he had to prevent the reincarnates from getting into Arlfarah Mansion, ensure the Boar King remains on the run and doesn''t spend much time growing his strength, figure out what the Boar King''s ns were towards his Ravaged Tribe, survey the location where the Second Major Disaster starts, and finally, create an environment where Gann could develop in her Empyrean Tusk form without issues.


    Last but not least, there was the Quip Tribe, with its sess affecting him both internally and externally. He had to make ns for their growth and ensure that at least a single Quip Tribesman manages to be a nsman.


    The time for that has to be perfect too, which should happen right as he obtains the Attribute. Too quick or toote, the benefits wouldn''t be as much as what he desired. Hence, In had topletely map out the route through which a Ravaged Tribe bes a n.


    And if possible, he will also gear them into the type of n that he wants for his future ns.


    As it waste into the evening, In and Wittral exited the city, since they didn''t have permission to stay there. Instead, they had to make their way towards the closest Northern Lake and board a Geyser Cup there.


    "The ferry costs 1 Briga per each." The captain of the boat said.


    "That''s expensive." Wittral frowned at the price.


    "You can always travel on your own." The captain nonchntly waved his hand. "Allbourers travel through their Spirit Weapons. These boats are only used by those with a bit of money. So, there you have it."


    "We don''t have enough Prana to travel that far away. Besides, it''ll be too eye-catching." In whispered to Wittral and paid the fare.


    "I don''t like this ce." Wittralmented once he had gotten onto the boat,menting in disdain as he inspected its condition, "He''s charging a fortune for such a trash vessel."


    The Cooter n''s ship-building skills were top-notch. Only the ships used by the Brimgan Empire''s Royalty woulde anywhere close. Since Wittral was now earning a living, he calcted everything based on how much he was paid. As a result, he was grumpy about everything.


    ''I have a lot of work left to do.'' In sighed mentally upon staring at Wittral''s expression. Honestly, Wittral would be his trump card in gaining ownership of the Attribute. Therefore, In had to train Wittral to be obedient towards him. ''That''s still a work in progress.''


    ''Thirteen years.'' In thought and observed his various Natures, ''Let''s hope my mind holds up until then.''


    Just keeping three Natures active for long messed him up heavily back at the Sanrey ins. If In were to actively make use of all his five Natures now, he dared not think about the consequences, especially since three of the five Natures were at the Gold Grade.


    Currently, followed by Royalty, his female form''s Tertiary Nature of Tangible Psychokinesis was the safest to use for prolonged durations, since it was a Silver Grade Nature and its influence was minimal at best.


    Besides, he also could employ the same ability through the Minor Treasure of Tangible Psychokinesis, making it even more safer. ''Thankfully, I have enough Influence Easing Elixirs.''


    That was his saving grace, the only reason he dared gamble his case with five Natures. While In was deep in thought, the boat arrived at its destination.


    Geyser Cup of Longevity!


    That was the name this ce went by. All Geyser Cups were named randomly as a means of identification. The Geyser Cup of Longevity was situated close to the Southern Veins now, and hence was the first choice of stay for manybourers intending to make some wealth in the Southern Vein Cities.


    "Ready…!" An old man roared as he inspected the condition of the water. He stood at the rim of the Geyser Cup and stared into theke beyond, watching arge cylindrical container immersed in the water. Once it was full, he shouted, "And pull!"


    In response to his shout, a group of cultivators used psychokinesis to lift the container full of water and ce it on the ground—forming the Geyser Cup of Longevity. There were at least a thousand litres of water in the cylinder.


    The old man approached it and seeped his Prana into it, patiently beginning the refinement process as he created the cylinder as his Spirit Weapons.


    Two minutester, mist began to gush out of the cylinder walls, increasing in volume before soon, it stopped spewing out any mist. Once this happened, the old man opened the cylinder and stared at the couple litres of a greenish substance inside, "We have a great haul!"


    "Sweet!"


    "You rock, old man!"


    "Let''s feast!" The group of people apanying the old man cheered in response as they divided the greenish substance between themselves and dispersed.


    "What are they doing?" Wittral asked.


    "Mineral harvest." A middle-aged man seated on the edge with a strand of bamboo in his mouth muttered casually, having heard Wittral''s question, "Whenever theposition of the water in theke bes beneficial, we harvestrge sums of it. We extract the minerals from it and feed it to the nts and Pranic Beasts reared on this Geyser Cup for food and other needs."


    "It''s how we make a living."


    "Then why not harvest more of it?" Wittral expressed his confusion, "You can make more money that way, right?"


    "Puhahaha!" The middle-aged manughed raucously in response as he stared at Wittral, trying his best to control hisughter but failing to do so. "It''s apparent that you''re new to this ce!"


    "Tch!" Wittral felt annoyed by theughter and walked away.


    "Demand and supply, my boy." The middle-aged man shouted once Wittral was a few metres away, "It''s useless to refine more since the supply vastly exceeds the demand."


    "That''s what it means to live in a resource-rich region."