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"Is this everything?"
The pink-haired maid with twin-tails asked with a hint of hesitation.
"Yes, thank you for getting it all."
Though she flinched slightly at my reply, the girl nodded without much expression and left all the potions she had brought.
When I turned to look at the pile of herbs and potions, I couldn't help but grin, my eyes curving into crescent moons with a wide smile spreading across my face.
"Kuhuhuhuhhh… How could it be this easy to get rare herbs and potions that are nearly impossible to find at the start of the game? Truly, being wealthy is the best thing in life!"
What I had here were some rare herbs and potions like Kirin Horn, Wind Wyvern Heart, Eternal Peach, White Troll's Blood, Kunlun Lotus, and the Elixir of the Sun.
Each ingredient was raw and would need processing, except for the Elixir of the Sun. However, to achieve the secret enhancement combination I wanted, I had to consume all of them fresh.
Honestly, I also felt a bit disgusted by all this...
Stripping down and sitting on the floor, I began drawing a sigil using troll blood. I traced unique symbols that probably wouldn't be discovered by anyone in this world for several years because this was a special sigil that was meant to be discovered by the "Mad Scientist," the one who found a method to forcibly purify the Magic Circuit's restrictions.
At a glance, it sounded amazing, but it actually had serious flaws. Luckily, I knew how to overcome those flaws, thanks to my years of gaming experience.
"Alright, let's do this!"
Pouring the Elixir of the Sun into the center of the sigil where I was sitting, I began to feel a crushing aura, as if I were suddenly plunged hundreds of meters underwater.
The pressure forcibly tore at my muscles. Without hesitation, I moved on to the next step, eating everything in sequence until it was all gone. Then I felt something else.
It was as if all my internal organs were being shredded. I tried to endure it, though it was nearly impossible. Clenching my teeth tightly, I endured, and finally, after three hours of hell, the ordeal ended.
My blurred vision took in the floor, now soaked with sweat and blood, as if my body had been wrung dry by an invisible force.
"Ughhh… This weak body..."
Unable even to maintain consciousness, I collapsed right there.
*\[… Awakening successful…]*
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"Kyaaa-!! Young Master!!"
The whole household was shocked to find Hyeon-woo lying on the floor, surrounded by a pool of blood and sweat. The servants who saw him assumed he had somehow misused the potions he'd ordered.
After checking him, however, they were relieved to discover that, fortunately, he was in good health. Even Do-hyun, upon hearing the news, became slightly panicked, though only for a moment before it was confirmed that Hyeon-woo was alright.
"Keukk, that kid…"
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Once everything was in order, I woke up and took a shower, mulling over their reactions a bit.
Why did they react that way? They looked at me with horror—or more precisely, with fear and caution—though some didn't seem as affected.
Rather than overthinking it with no conclusion, I decided to ignore it. Why should I even care?
Turning my gaze forward, I noticed something familiar.
"Is this… the same interface as in the game?"
A smile curved on my lips. I held my face in my hands and peeked through my fingers, scrolling through the interface several times to check my power system.
*[Seo Hyeon-woo]*
**Talent:** Fortune Trickster
**Strength:** F ▶ E-
**Dexterity:** E ▶ E+
**Intelligence:** E+ ▶ D
**Endurance:** F- ▶ F
**Traits:** None
What's this? Fortune Trickster? I'd never heard of that talent before.
I felt confused as I stared at my interface, but I had no issues with my stats. It would have been strange if I'd suddenly become the strongest.
Huhhh…
After finishing my bath, I stepped out of my room and checked my phone.
Is it really like this?
I met with my personal assistant, who had orders from my father to protect me whenever I went out.
"You're here, Young Master."
Opening the door, I entered the luxury car, and we drove off.
For now, I recalled something I could do to further increase my power.
"I really can't think anymore for now."
This game is set in the year 2045, not far from the year in my previous world, yet its technology is far more advanced due to magic.
Starting with the phone I'm holding, the car I'm riding, and even the electronics around, everything is advanced technology powered by magic.
I can't help but cringe, realizing that my knowledge of technology is practically useless in this world, which seems to align with the kind of scenarios I'd read in novels.
"Keukkk, I'm just a regular troublemaker anyway…"
Transmigrating and saving the world? Tch, it never crossed my mind that I'd be doing something like that. Besides, this world should be safe enough to live in—at least, that's what I know so far.
Lost in my thoughts, I arrived at my destination.
It was the Thread Auction, an event held every three years, and fortunately, I remembered from the game that this auction should align with the timeline of my transmigration, meaning it wasn't long after I awoke.
The auction changes location each time, but luckily this year it's being held in Korea, so it's not too hard to get to.
Exiting the car with the woman who is now my assistant, I walked towards the grand building before me—seven stories tall and about twice the size of a soccer field. I couldn't be exact, but it's somewhere around that.
A huge crowd was gathered at the entrance, and upon closer inspection, it looked like a mass of reporters. What were they doing here?
I knew this was a big event, sure to attract many reporters, but I hadn't expected a swarm of reporters gathered like this to be normal.
Unless…
Well, why should I care? I just want to get inside, buy my items, and leave. It's that simple!
Walking calmly through the crowd, which parted as some guards I hadn't even noticed before made way for me, I heard a voice call out from behind the crowd of reporters.
"What's going on here…?"
"Seo Hyeon-woo?"
"???"
Who?
Turning in that direction, I saw a man I didn't recognize at first. After a moment, the older man spoke again.
"Ahhh, forgive me. My name is Abraham Romanov. You might not remember, but we met when you were 12 years old."
Hearing that name made me stop for a second, realizing who he was.
He's Abraham Romanov, a Ukrainian immigrant who settled in Korea and built his wealth and power here. Now, Abraham is one of the few people in Korea with influence equal to the country's president and is the leader of one of Korea's top Hunter Guilds.
Bowing my head politely, the older man chuckled and continued.
"Hohoho, so you remember?"
"Yes, how could I forget the legendary Stock God?"
The old man approached me and patted my shoulder.
"Good, kid. So, what brings you here?"
Hahhh? What kind of ridiculous question is that? Of course, I didn't say that out loud, but I replied with a bit of humor.
"I came here with the same purpose as you, sir."
The old man's lips curved slightly, and he gave my shoulder an enthusiastic pat.
"Yes, yes, that's the spirit of a young man with drive!"
Walking away with a last playful grin, he added over his shoulder, "… If you ever need money or want to chat, just come to Room A 207! I'll treat you if you do! Hahaha!"
He disappeared into the crowd of confused reporters, leaving me to continue my journey casually until I reached the doors of the auction.
Looking around again, I noticed a lot of famous and influential people also heading toward the building, surrounded by a crowd of reporters who looked like a pack of hungry hyenas drawn to the scent of blood.
A staff member in front of me stopped me and asked politely, "May I see your ticket, sir?"
Ticket?
I don't need one.