Ron reached the town watching the walls which covered the town. It size could be big as twelve men stack up together. It was big.
Ron was excited his first travel to another world albeit he was just entering a town.
Ron looked around outside of the town and sees that there were a lot of refugees and beggars sitting down near the road.
Ron walked up to a lady.
She was sitting down with her head dropped to the side looking at the empty bowl in her hand and sighing.
She had dark brown skin and was wearing ragged clothes but still maintained it with patches. The life of refugees is tough.
At times they could get food from the nobles or any clans if they had the mood but most of the time they are ignored.
Ron looked at the dark brown skin lady.
And dropped a spirit stone on her bowl.
The lady took hold of the stone and gave chase to Ron.
Ron heard footsteps behind and stopped his feets.
He saw that the dark brown skin girl was holding the spirit stone. She tried opening her mouth but couldn't say a thing.
Ron was suspicious.
Was one not enough to feed itself ..!
Ron asked a question
" How many members does your family have..?"
"Sir.....sir ....It just me...and my sister..."
The lady replied in a stumbling tone.
"Uhmm, seems one is enough just for one ....Here take this.."
Ron passed it on to here one more spirit stone .
The dark skin lady was left standing speechless and then tears rolled out her eyes Unceasingly.
Ron touched her shoulders and said
" Eat well..Don't cry and don't thank me."
Ron walked away towards the entrance of the town. The Gate was nearby from where he had his conversation with the lady.
Ron saw that the guards didn't take toll fee so he passed through it easily.
Ron felt that he was being watched by many eyes so he slowed down to look at the direction of the people who were looking at him. When he looked back at them they either ran away or fell to the ground.
Ron now was anxious
" Am I truly an ugly fierce bastard.? ༎ຶ‿༎ຶ"
Many people would flee when he looked them in the eyes.
Ron was now truly agitated.
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Back at the refugee Camp
The Dark skin lady was surrounded by a lot other refugees .Many could come and snatch the stone but If the person who gave it to her come and question and finds the culprit he would suffer was in their mind.
Here In this world only cultivators do deals with spirit stones and not some every normal cultivator use spirit stone to give away to someone else.
Just this person generosity shows that spirit stones weren't much in his eyes which shows that he has strength or a backing that is not normal.
And a person who came from such a place who use spirit stones was not normal.
Rumors spread more quicker than Ron walking. Every people would back off his track
so as not to mess with him.
Some small ambitious troops tried to approach but were hold up by their seniors.
One thing every person had in their mind was
' What ever you do. Don't mess with these kind of people....Even if he was wearing Rags...'
People had their sense of keeping their life and playing safe with minimal risk. Every person was for themselves that's why they would better not mess with powerhouses.
The rumors reached the Town Hall and the elite clans of this town which got more exaggerated . The official were confused and the clans elders were discussing his origin.
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As the Rumors started spreading. Ron was walking the streets without much hindrance.
Ron started searching for a clothing store,
He couldn't read the words but soon he found it. There was that helpful symbol of a shirt and needle .
Ron went in and search for the owner of this place.
The store was not big but it still had clothes.
The owner came out and it was a woman.
The woman was plump and a bit old. But still retains her looks from her younger years.
Ron looked at her for a bit and asked her what clothes would she recommend for his size.
Ron was soon shown a lot of clothes which were fit for his size.
The clothes were nice and smooth. The sewing was intricate.
' Who says these other wordly cloth sense were bad. Nonsense...There are freaking high quality.'
Ron looked around and picked out the clothes of black colour.
The clothes was thin but still was not too uncomfortable.
Ron bought it and paid for it. The woman shopkeeper was left speechless .
She couldn't say that she didn't trade with spirit stones and Ron was already gone.
The woman was looking at the stone thinking.
' The clothes only cost around 3 golds yet he paid more than a 10000 for it. Who was he..?'
A low level spirit stone costs around 10000 gold if said but even there was no market who would sell spirit stones so the price will keep on growing.
The demand was high but the number of spirit stones in cycles was the lowest.
Ron was walking the streets and watching the view around him.
The town was big and people were crowded near shops front.
He went to one of the store front.
As he reached there he asked for buns.
"Aunty, Can I have some buns 8 would do.?"
The shopkeeper was an old lady with white hair. Her shop was not crowded but there were many patrons coming and going.
The old woman saw this and packed 8 bun in a piece of leaf and gave it to him.
Ron paid with 1 spirit stone and left off.
The old woman was looking at the stone and the man with a very complicated gaze.
The people around were really flabbergasted.
They started gossiping
" Who was that man.!?"
" Damn so generous..With this the old woman wouldn't need to sell any more buns for her whole life.."
"That person has a very deep background..You shouldn't disturb what he is doing... These cultivator are very unpredictable."
" Yes it seems so...One who gives away spirit stones just to eat buns may not be a normal person."
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Ron walked and scouted the place finding a lot of interesting places. The tavern, The mercenaries, food that he ate a lot.
It got late at night so he thought he should live in an inn but then he remembered the Immortal space .
" Should I go back Inside there to sleep...! Truly I do now own that place but it is still unsettling to be resting there..
I should buy a house in this town ..I still have over a hundred thousands or more spirit stone in the ring... A small house can be affordable but for now I need to go to the Inn which was near the tavern that I visited before."
Ron took his steps and soon reached an Inn.
He walked toward the receptionist and paid 1 spirit stone and asked for a room.
The receptionist was a young girl she hurriedly ran to one of the rooms in the floor and Ron could hear her calling out ' Dad, Dad....'
Ron was skeptical about what was going to happen.
' Why would she run when she should be assigning a room to him.?'
After waiting for a minute the door opened and a burly man with bulging muscles came out.
Ron was a bit scared by now..
' Am I going to be robbed this quick into this world.. I am still paying and not flaunting off my wealth.Its just one now..'
The man voiced came out but was a smooth talker
" Sir, Are you the one who came for a room.!?"
"Yes..It me"
Ron was confused
' Truly the big body does not truly shows what kind of a person he'd be...The saying is truly real Don't judge a book by its Cover.'
" Sir, Our Inn can not take such amounts for the Inn fee."
Ron mouth twitched.
"Is it too less,? Then here take one more."
Ron took out another.
The man was speechless when Ron took out one more.
Words couldn't form anymore from his mouth.
Ron saw that the owner was silent and took out two more..
" Sir....Sir...Please stop.."
" We don't do deals with spirit stones.."
Ron was now sure it was not that but it may be some special kind of Inn. Well it was still another world so he took back all the spirit stone.
"So what do you do trade with here.?"
" Sir we usually do trade with gold or silver...."
" I see. I don't have gold or silver but I do have thing made out of it."
Ron then took out a sword which the system analyzed was made of silver heart metal..It had a thin stature with a very sharp edge.
' It is still made of silver so this should work.'
" Though this sword is made of silver heart metal...It is still silver if you melt it so can this be done to de payment."
The shopkeeper was more flabbergasted.
' Silver heart metal. Are you kidding me.. Even black gold is cheap when compared to this metal.'
" Sir...."
Ron was now hopeless in his endeavour and just gave an angry look.
" Inn keeper just take ..I don't have money to give you..I don't have the currency you speak off.."
The man's mouth twitched but he didn't wanted to mess with this kind of character.
' A person who can take out treasure as if trash is not a normal man.'
The muscle man took the sword hesitatingly and went back to the room.
The girl was left mouth agape confused what kind of play just happened here.
The girl gave him the keys and guided him towards his room without much words and left silently.
Ron entered the room and saw that the room was lit up with a lamp but the room was nice and comfy. The glass showed the outside place and he then saw his reflection on the glass.
' I feel a bit relieved I'm not so fierce as I Have though though I have average looks. It's still me from past life.'
' Apart from getting a home, I need to get food
and live a good life..I'll explore this world to my full extent.'
Ron was now exhausted.
As he lied on the bed.
His eyes gradually fell down and he slept.
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