Dispying tracted trade offer.

  Offered: Ownership of 2x Neuron Shard taining information about "Vital Strike" and "Soulscape basics." (System Verified)

  Price: 1600 Ether

  Do you accept this trade?

  Once again, Leo g the mert, one eyebrow quirked up. "Holy? Thought it would be more expehis doesn't sound like on information."

  "ly," Naz'Tor hummed. "trary to what you may believe, information isn't the issue when trying to gain access to your soulscape. No, the issue lies ieique. As I already mentioned, it differs from person to person, and that's why a lot of denizens of the Void have a problem with it. Knowledge, while important, isn't too hard to e by if you know where to look."

  "Iing," he muttered, accepting the trade. So, in the end, I probably could have gotten this info for free within the Void. Not that it's even an option, but still...

  Almost two thousaher might have taken away a good k of his reserves, but he really his information. With Adam sleeping within his soul, he had to hurry, or the boy would wake up alone and most likely go inte. He had to be there when that happened...

  Ownership transfer pleted. Item protes disabled. Do you wish to trahe goods you bought to your Soul Well?

  This time, Leo didn't dismiss the message right away. He still stepped forward and grabbed the red shard, but the other one was left standing on the ter, waiting. Not for long though, as a quick mental and had the item ed by a bright golden fsh.

  "My, a Soul Well already," the mert chuckled. "I see why you seek knowledge about Soulscapes... Hmm, would you mind sharing how you even found out about this ability? Was it pure experimentation, uifacts, or maybe a System reward? No fear, I will pay you kindly for this information."

  "And then sell it to others?" He shot bastantly, already knowing the answer.

  "But of course!" Naz'Tor nodded. "Business is business. As long as someone asks the correct question, I will give them what they need."

  That's what I thought. Leo shook his head. "Then five me, but I'm gonna pass. That's not something I want to share yet."

  The st thing he needed was for a Void mert to discover his e to an Old One. Even if his trust in the Loraveler might have faltered due to Nyx's influence, in the end, the man was likely correct. Once people learned about the shard within his chest, Voidlings would be the least of his s.

  I o be careful how I speak to him. I shouldn't have used Soul Well, but I thought he already knew... My mistake.

  "Really now?" The mert leaned forward, his tentacles swishing. "Now, you've made me curious... Oh well, hopefully, you will ge your mind one day. My offer will stand till then. Tales of adventures and unique findings are some of my favorite things to obtain. You ever have too many of those."

  "Knowledge is power, right?" Leo snorted.

  "Exactly! I'm gd to see you uand." Naz'Tor beamed. "Even in battle, power alone only take you so far... Well, at least that's the case if both batants are of the same rank," he added a bit quieter.

  Memories of dozens of sughtered Voidlings fshed in his mind, all of them uo even touch him. Yeah... On that, we agree.

  "Ah, but enough about that," the mert shook the top of his body. "I already took enough of your time. So unless you want to buy something else, I would like to present you with a way for us to tact each other. My gift for my new regur er."

  Leo shared a look with Nyx before shrugging. "We're good for now. Go on."

  "Wonderful!" Naz'Tor excimed, a pair of tentacles reag deep into his body. They remaihere food moment, but ohey slithered out, something else stuck to them like glue.

  A ball? He frowned, squinting at the small metallic orb. It didn't look like anything special, and once again, Identify refused to activate. He really should have expected that.

  "Here you go, my new friend," the mert stated, pg the orb on the ter. "A quick trade to trahe ownership, and this TEK Transmitter is yours. It might not be the model, but it should serve you well."

  Just as he finished speaking, arade offer popped up in Leo's vision. This one required her from him, so he accepted right away, his curiosity at an all-time high.

  "Transmitter?" He murmured, pig up the item. "Let's see."

  TEK Transmitter V6.7 (Unon):A piece of teological and magical marvel created by the Teology-Essenpany. With just one click of a button, it offers a semi-ected System interface capable of tag anyone almost anywhere. For software updates, please visit one of TEK's salons.

  Leo blihen blinked again.

  It’s a high-tech phone? He thought, pg a cw above the only button. And here I thought teology was dead.

  Without waiting for another sed, he pressed the button. Only for his eyes to widen when a notification appeared out of nowhere.

  System e established. Owner set to: Leonardo Brown. Activating...

  And just like that, a brand new menu emerged, one simir yet different from the System's. It presented everything that Leo had expected after reading the description. Chat, calls, and tacts. Everything was there. Hell, he even found an option to ge his dispy name. Which he used right away, setting it to just ‘Leo Hale’.

  "That's... incredible," he muttered, eyes still wide.

  Naz'Thed. "I see you like the gift. Just so you know, I've already added my tact there. Anytime you need something, just call or message me. I will try to askew as fast as I ."

  Leo quickly checked, and ihe mert's info was already there. He looked up. "Just how much is this thing worth?"

  Naz'Tor waved him off. "Definitely more than you possess, but not even close enough to put a dent in my holdings. Don't worry; this is just another iment on my side."

  He narrowed his eyes, but nodded in the end. Even if the mert didn't lie, this wasn't the full truth either. He had lived through enough to know that.

  'Don't overthink it, Leo,' Nyx nudged him. 'We just got to be careful around him. Not much more we do.'

  Yeah, I know. Withholding a sigh, he bowed lightly instead. "Thank you. This will certainly make my life easier iure."

  "There's no need for that," Naz'Tor said. "This will be us both. I just hope you will remember to use it."

  "I will," Leo swore, pg the transmitter in his Soul Well while his other hand still gripped the red Neuron Shard. "You probably won't o wait too long for a call. Not with where I am going..."

  "Ah, the fallen city of London is your destination, I presume?" Upoing a nod, the mert tinued. "Then, before you depart, let me give you a warning. Free of charge this time."

  Leo tensed, giving Naz'Tor full attention.

  "I haven't been there in this Outbreak yet, but my senses are strong enough to know that you won't have an easy time," the mert expined. "Regions with higher poputioy tend to be more dangerous. Voidlings are stronger, more vicious, and level up quicker. You will still have an advantage, but it won't be as rge as before. Ahing is the fusing signature I ’t reize without getting closer. I have an idea what it might be, but there's something wrong with it. I tell you more once you find the source."

  Yeah... I'm not even surprised that London might be ten times more dangerous than Wolford. Leo shook his head, shooting the shopkeeper a look. "Already making sure I run to you for help?"

  Naz'Tor chuckled. "What I say? I have to keep my tacts fresh."

  He snorted and nudged Nyx, motioning to the door. "Well, thanks for the warning. We'll be going now if you don't mind."

  "Of course, of course!" The mert gave a shallow bow. "I wish you lu your travels, child. May the Void go easy on your soul."

  Noting the weird goodbye, Leo nodded bad opehe exit, finally leaving the shop behind.

  'That was an iing pitstop,' Nyx rottio him as they passed through the barrier.

  That's one way to call it. He chuckled. I still don't believe this was a ce, but well, at least we didn't leave empty-handed.

  At once, Leo crushed the Neuron Shard in his grasp. The knowledge filtered through his head, most of what he already knew. Yet, there was a small piece of information that stood out, something that he had been indeed missing.

  I'm an idiot. He palmed his face, almost dragging his cws over it.

  'What?'

  Nothing. Nothing at all, Nyx... e oill have a bit of the road left.

  Ba the shop, Naz'Tor smiled beh the hundreds of tentacles c his true body.

  "My, my... What an iing pair we've found," he chuckled. "I 't wait for your call, Leo Hale."

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