The next day, 10 a.m.
"Fuck! Another failure!"
Colin cursed under his breath. From yesterday up until now, he had failed to synthesize the purple-colored talent five or six times in a row. It felt like all the points he had just earned were paid back again...
"Without hitting 'Luck', it seems impossible to combine into purple. Forget it, can't get carried away now. With the remaining money, I might as well buy some equipment wholesale, just right, since yesterday there's been a group of people selling off their stuff at low prices..."
Colin steadied his mindset, preparing to start wholesaling equipment; these items were generally twenty to thirty percent cheaper than usual.
Moreover, his colleagues, in their frenzy, had tossed out quite a few decent items.
Knock, knock, knock~
The door was suddenly knocked.
"Someone's here."
Colin put away the parchment, sat on his wheelchair, and opened the door, unsurprisingly seeing the same two people from yesterday.
