He knew his own situation all too well. Whether it was potions or Seals, he had no so-called talent; his experience was painstakingly built up through countless refinements. Without the resources from the Otherworld, he would be nothing.
"Floatstone!"
"An ore from Sky City, possessing the unique ability to resist gravity. This auction offers a total of ten units."
Wizard Dorin's voice continued to echo through the venue, "The starting bid is 1,000 Magic Stones. Each increase must be no less than 50 Magic Stones. And look, some friends over there have already started bidding!"
"1,500 Magic Stones!"
"2,000 Magic Stones!"
"..."
"Floatstone," Oma's beautiful eyes sparkled, "a necessary Magic Material for crafting a Floating Wizard Tower. And this time, they actually brought out ten units at once."
