I honestly didn't remember everything that is within these chests as I was in a sort of limbo state that just didn't care.
Replacing my broken tools with newer ones only to break them again when using them for what they were intended to do.
For fights my mind was definitely more active but it still was in a trance like state, so most of the time my mind was off while my body just moved around and did as it pleased.
And when the girls arrived it was the most mental activity I had established to date, although that might change.
Opening the arm chest full of monster parts, mostly undead mixed in with slimes here and there I dumped them on the counter.
And dare I say it.
There was a lot.
At first the old man was unimpressed as I took a handful of rotten flesh from the chest, holding his nose as he grabbed something besides him that sucked the rotten flesh down this barrel type structure.
Taking out the stacks of rotten flesh continuously however concerned the man as he looked at the other two chests as I showed no signs of stopping.
And the stacks of rotten flesh weren't small in the slightest surprising the old man as the clumps of flesh the size of a human body (Each stack being half my size) continued to exit the chest which held much more than what could be seen.
Impressing the people around me who were eyeing me like a piece of meat that could've been either rotten or premium grade.
Though they were eyeing me like premium grade meat.
Scanning the rotten flesh his eye twitched as I grabbed all of the rotten flesh out of the Minecraft chest.
And put down the bones from the skeletons.
At this point the old man was trembling all over as he hurriedly scanned the items and sucked them into a tube that took the items somewhere unknown.
Multi tasking at it's finest as he scanned the items before sucking them up somewhere.
And seeing numbers rise higher and higher I smiled as I continued to place things on the table.
Yeah, I had a lot of monster drops.
Putting down the stack of gunpowder that unlike it's game counterpart was now inside a bag and slamming it on the table.
The old man paused before shouting at me.
"Look! I don't know what your name is! But how have you killed so many monsters and gathered items of top quality!?"
Pointing the scanner at the bag of gunpowder while using the other hand to suck up the previously scanned items he continued.
"I understand being able to hunt monsters in large numbers but what's with this ridiculous quality! It's like you only harvested the top grade ingredients!"
Scratching my face I couldn't even answer that question.
Because I didn't even know the full extent of my powers as I had just been given them.
But I guess when the mobs only dropped sparse things unbefitting their size when I harvested them hand outstretched, I was only taking their best drops.
"Well I didn't only hunt monsters"
Eyeing me to find out whether I was joking or not, the only answer I gave him was taking out the items from within the other chest, which was a log of Kinter.
Widening his eyes at the block of Kinter One meter in length, width and height which was held in my hand with little to no problems he sighed.
Before grabbing a bell from nowhere and ringing it.
And almost instantly the room was bustling with activity as the people who knew what was happening told their compatriots.
And me being the center of this commotion was instantly confused, though I did set my hand on grabbing a dagger for instant drawing.
Rina seemed to know what was happening as the second floor of people instantly burst into activity.
Mouth open as I didn't really tell them what was in the chests besides the spoils of war (The monsters).
Amanda was just being herself while sharpening her shuriken's.
Katrina somehow being somewhere else and nowhere near us...
We should find them later.
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Walking out of the Merchant's guild while Amanda dragged a blank eyed Rina as people with finery followed us out.
I wondered about what I had just done.
What I had done was the equivalent to just dumping whatever was in my inventory to a merchant for coin.
That too had been accumulated for over twenty five sleeps.
Which honestly was a LOT to work with.
Remembering the literal mountain of materials I had left behind that may or may not have taken near half of the entire hall.
Before forcing me to release the rest of the materials at the back of the counter to prevent item stealing.
Recalling the face of the Old man quickly bowing towards me while holding a gold card unlike the Adventurers sigil.
The stupid grin on my face couldn't have been wider.
Although it could get smaller as I stuffed the calling cards of several merchants into my inventory, I would sort it out later.
Admiring the golden card as I walked out of the Merchants guild and down the steps Amanda dragged Rina out as several others followe and handed me their calling cards.
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The merchants guild.
It had a different ranking system which was explained by a dull eyed, flat animal eared Rina.
The ranks were similar to the gaming terms which were as followed.
Copper for newbie stall owners
Bronze for experienced stall owners
Iron for small time merchants
Up to this point it's usually a one man show.
Steel for shop owners
Silver for traveling merchants
Gold for caravanning people
Which all involved lots of people and usually included large profits.
Diamond ranked people having large shop chains located within a kingdom and were intimately connected with said kingdom.
Platinum ranked people are the ones who have connections around an entire continent and were present nearly everywhere where a developing city was located.
Mithril ranked being spread across the entire world and present nearly everywhere people developed.
And funnily enough technically both the Adventures and Merchants guild alongside several other guilds such as the Magic, Alchemists, Forgers, mercenary and information guilds.
Could all qualify as existences at the Mythril rank being present at all times.
Which honestly meant that all guilds were at the top of the food chain and may or may not rival the empires in strength.
Good thing they were basically a neutral party, what with how the branch guilds were for some reason both with and against each other.
Most likely for the benefits things could give.
However, where's that kid?
Eyeing the streets for the familiar visage of the small kid in robes who indiscreetly followed me while pickpocketing people from all around.
I was surprised to see that the kid had disappeared.
Should I look for where they went?
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