The concept that Lola had just taught him felt both new and yet oddly intuitive. Noah found himself nodding.
"Expansion rather than extraction."
"Exactly."
Lola nodded with approval.
"Mana responds to harmony, not force. Most novice mages never learn this distinction."
...
Time passed by in a blur.
Eventually, customers flowed through Noah's doors like a steady tide after they celebrated the royal parade, and each transaction added a smile to Noah's face.
Within an hour, his shelves stood completely bare, once again.
Complete sellout. Every single item moved.
Noah surveyed his empty inventory with satisfaction.
Twenty-five loaves of healing bread, twenty-five bottles of mana-enhancing iced tea, they had all been sold and converted into seven hundred and fifty golden coins.
Seventy-five thousand dollars. In a few hours.
The numbers still felt surreal.
His auto-makers had worked with efficiency throughout the sales rush.
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[Auto-IceTea]
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