Chapter 1468 The Sixth Weapon’s Quest(11)
Chapter 1468: The Sixth Weapon's Quest(11)
It had been more than a month since the store completed the fifth pill quest. Aakesh wanted all the active quests to fulfill all their requirements quickly since he had yet to complete the condition for the activation of the fifth collective quest.
But since each quest had a large requirement to fill, Aakesh didn't force it. Fortunately for him, the time difference between the quests had grown from five years to fifty years since the quests now had a deadline in the range of a hundred years. It didn't make sense to keep it for five years, as it would forever stop the store from activating the fifth collective mission.
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"The sword is yours from now on," Aakesh expressionlessly informed Jestry after hearing the system's mechanical alert about the successful payment.
"Thank you, store owner!" Jestry thanked Aakesh and then walked toward the beast room while Aakesh was hearing a flurry of alerts inside his head.
Aakesh ignored that and focused on the next customer. Once Aakesh received a few free moments, he requested the system, and immediately after, several alerts bombarded his head.
[Ding!]
[Host, congratulations on completing the "Mission Objective: Sell Weapons and Training Area Hours" successfully! The commission for the sale has been transferred to you.]
[The "Mission Reward: Availability of fifty new types of weapons for sale and training" will be given after the store's closing!]
[Please see the following screen for your sixth weapon's quest!]
The next moment, a blue screen containing the details of the sixth weapon's quest appeared in front of Aakesh.
[Mission Sequence: Sixth
Objective: Sell weapons and training hours,
Details: With the purchase from Jestry, the store has fulfilled all requirements for the last quest. It's not the time to celebrate, but it's only the beginning. Work even more diligently to make more and more customers interested in the product.
Number of weapons you need to sell: 10,000,000,000,000,000,
Number of customers or training hours: 2,000,000,000,000,000 training hours*,
Days required: 3,600,000 Days,
Mission reward: Availability for Emperor Level Weapons and Training Areas for Sale,
Failure Punishment: The disappearance of twenty types of weapons at random, and the sales commission will be reduced to 0% of the product's price for two thousand years.]
*- (2,000,000,000,000,000 trivial, normal, moderate, or difficult) training hours = 400,000,000,000,000 Immortal training hours = 100,000,000,000,000 Gods and Demons training hours = 1,000,000,000 Primordial training hours.)
A smile spread across his face after hearing the alerts. Aakesh looked at the screen, nodding in appreciation since he was expecting to listen to those alerts ring in his ears that day.
Aakesh focused on the screen and couldn't help but frown when he saw the details. The requirement for the training area had grown by a thousand times like it usually did, but the weapon requirement showed outrageous growth. The fifth weapon's quest wanted him to sell one trillion weapons, but the sixth mission demanded he sell 10,000 trillion weapons. It was a ten thousand times growth, whereas the deadline had grown from 100 years to 10,000 years.
Since the quest had an extensive deadline of 10,000 years, Aakesh didn't worry much about the outrageous requirement and moved his eyes below. As expected, the next reward was the availability of Emperor level weapons for sale and training area. He nodded in appreciation and then only took a casual glance at the failure section.
Aakesh then waved his hands, and soon after, the screen containing the quest disappeared, waiting for him to call it back.
Tap! Tap! Tap!
The screen hadn't even fully disappeared when Aakesh heard the sound of footsteps approaching the store.
Aakesh looked in that direction and found a new face coming toward the store. He stopped his plans to relax and waited for the man to come to him.
Outside the store, the man stopped and looked at the building. He then snapped his fingers, and a projection emerged from the tip of his finger.
The next moment, the projection completely disappeared, meaning that the man had reached his destination.
The man was a peak Supreme God level cultivator, and for someone of his level, he only needed to see once to remember things thoroughly. Despite that, he checked the store's building with the projection since the projection was an ability of his father.
The man didn't have an ordinary identity, and his father had specifically told him that if the projection fully dissipated in front of the building, only then would he be at the right place.
It wasn't the first time for the man to see the store's building. He had seen it a few hours ago as well, and at that time, he had entered the building, ignoring his father's warning and believing that his father was being extra cautious.
Only when he entered the building did he find that what his father asked him to do was for his well-being. The building was an illusion and was created by a Sacred Creator so there was no way for man to distinguish between falsehood and reality.
After entering the building, the man found a group of creatures waiting for him. Their cultivation varied from Sacred King to Sacred Monarch. Even one of them was more than enough to kill the man, but still, there was a group of them, leaving no chance of survival.
At the same time, the man found out that the defensive item left by his father for himself stopped working since the Sacred Creator was personally present at the scene. He just couldn't see that.
The man could see his death at the time, but fortunately for him, his father knew his character, so not long after, he appeared and helped him. Only then did the man find out about the presence of his father's Sacred Creator level enemy.
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The man breathed a sigh of relief when he found that the projection had fully dissipated and he had reached the correct destination.
(Chapter End.)
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