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The Royal Military Academy's Impostor Owns a Dungeon [BL] novel Chapter 580

Chapter 580: Price of a Miracle

It really did.

While temptation was everywhere, Luca had long decided to tighten his belt.

Even when they had managed to pass the ten million mark, the little penny pincher still deferred the level 4 dungeon upgrade.

And his reasoning?

Emergencies.

Also, after careful observation, Luca knew there was always a chance the expense would not stop with just the upfront cost.

Then there was the very real possibility that increasing the dungeon’s size would affect the spiritual energy distribution.

What if they failed to provide the required energy crystals?

The dungeon owner didn’t want to know. So he made a contingency plan: he would only upgrade once he had enough CP stashed away, but not so late that they missed the benefits. After all, upgrades usually brought massive improvements to everyone, especially to D-29.

He just didn’t expect the wait to collide with so many other things.

It all began to snowball when Luca purchased the most expensive single-use item he had ever bought in his life.

They all wanted to see it. Not just because it was costly, but because they wanted to know how on Solaris could something justify that kind of price tag.

But when he held up the so-called reconstitution seed, it didn’t glow, hum, or start singing praises. It didn’t even look impressive. It looked exactly like a plain, ordinary chestnut seed.

And yet, when he handed it to the elders—who were all gripping each other like they might keel over—it was as if they had been given something more valuable than their own lives.

Because it was true.

This was not just a second chance at living, but a gift of unconditional affection from someone so young and generous.

Who would’ve thought they would be the ones to be granted with something like this when they’ve always been doing the granting?

It seems they really were the lucky ones.

They looked at the seed with reverence, almost as if it were the gateway to paying it all back.

"Elders, is this really the right seed?" asked Ollie, who thought anyone could easily mistake it for a snack and roast it over a fire.

"Yes, child. And it’s likely for a purpose," Elder Feng murmured.

And sure enough, how deceptive it was. Because the moment the seed was placed in the sternum, the cadets swore they understood exactly why it cost that much.

Luca had already been amazed that this world’s modern technology could regenerate limbs and treat once problematic ailments. It wasn’t instant, but it was still leagues beyond what was possible back in Tesseris.

But this... this reconstitution wasn’t just limb regeneration. This was something else entirely.

Huh?

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