Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 1354

Chapter 1354: Reach

The seller’s eyes gleamed and he rubbed his hands together, smiling. He uttered more words Atticus couldn’t understand.

’He’s trying to haggle.’ Atticus realized. It became even more apparent Whisker couldn’t understand when he turned toward Atticus and cleared his throat.

"Give him one."

Atticus shook his head with a smile but listened. As a will stone radiating an intense crimson glow appeared on his arm, Atticus didn’t miss the shock in the man’s eyes.

’Is it too much? Or is it because it’s Redflame...’ He glanced at Whisker, who shrugged. It wasn’t like they could ask for change anyway.

He picked up more transparent gems before handing over the Redflame will stone to the man, whose eyes were now shining brightly.

"We should leave."

They left the baffled seller and walked out of the alleyway. Whisker chose a random spot for them to stop.

"If you would please." Whisker said to Atticus, who nodded. In the next moment, a mana barrier appeared around them, blocking their voices from reaching the outside world.

"These are empty willstones," Whisker began, stretching out the clear gems they had just purchased. "These are the mediums I mentioned. We need them in order to use our will."

Atticus collected one and scanned it. It looked like glass, except somehow he was sure it wouldn’t break even if he punched it.

"This fragile thing?" Ozeroth said, skeptical that something from a random shabby stall could do such a thing.

"How do we use it?" Kancilot asked.

"Smart question!" Whisker said, "unlike some."

Ozeroth realized the jab too late and glared at Whisker, but the latter had already begun explaining.

"You just make sure it’s in contact with your body before using your will. It’ll automatically siphon instead of the world. Once it’s full, you’ll be able to use it for whatever you want."

"How long will it last?" Atticus asked.

"Think of them like batteries. They have set power limits, can be recharged, and can get defective. You can deplete and recharge them a few times, but they’ll eventually reach their limits."

Atticus nodded, staring into the empty will stone once more. Wanting to see its limit, he focused and channeled his will into it. Atticus could feel his will getting siphoned into the stone, but soon enough he frowned.

’It’s low.’

"Are there grades to willstones?"

Whisker smiled wryly and nodded.

"And I guess this is the lowest grade?"

"Yep."

"And what we used to pay?"

"High grade."

Atticus sighed. "Of course."

Whisker had grabbed as many empty willstones as he could, but from the man’s reaction it was clear they were still at a loss.

"Relax, it’s not like we can collect change anyway. Plus, we have a truckload of willstones. We’re rich. The rich don’t brood, they spend."

"Thank you for letting me know that I can never trust you with money."

As they walked, Atticus gripped a charged will stone in his palm and watched as the world around him transformed. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

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