Chapter 671: Being Robbed in Broad Daylight
After waiting in line for several minutes, Max finally stepped forward as the line in front of him thinned out. The woman at the desk glanced up as he approached and reached for the two items he had chosen.
She carefully scanned the titles engraved in ancient script on their bindings—Heaven-Piercing Thunderclap Sword, a sword technique pulsing faintly with thunderous energy, and Black Devouring Claw, a fearsome combat skill that seemed to radiate a dark, consuming aura. Her fingers danced swiftly across the crystal console in front of her before she looked up.
"Heaven-Piercing Thunderclap Sword technique and Black Devouring Claw skill... a total of seven hundred PQs," she said in a calm, measured tone.
Max gave a faint nod, unfazed by the price. He raised his hand and tapped a few times on his holowatch. Instantly, a circular pattern resembling a digital QR code emerged in the air, composed of countless tiny floating runes spinning slowly in a clockwise motion.
The woman arched an eyebrow slightly, clearly recognizing this as a high-grade transaction pattern—something only used by individuals whose accounts were verified at the top level or a one time transaction pattern she had seen on many geniuses.
Without a word, she held up a sleek silver scanner and passed it over the circular code. The scanner beeped once and flashed green.
"Transaction verified. You’re good to go," she said with a polite smile that softened her otherwise expressionless face.
Max nodded without saying anything. He tucked the two scrolls under his arm, turned around, and walked steadily toward the specialized exit gate of the Empire Library.
In the Great Ruler Empire, nothing came free—not techniques, not skills, not even treasures. Everything had a price, and that price was PQ, the common currency used throughout the entire Middle Domain.