I scrolled through the lists, my eyes moving from item to item, my mind calculating. The Dimensional Ring — twenty-five hundred points — was the priority. A pocket dimension that could store weapons, items, supplies. Instant summoning. Weightless. The utility was enormous — I could carry everything I needed, swap weapons mid-fight, store loot without burdening the party.
But something was wrong. My balance read 7,205 points, and I had already purchased the Infinite Torrent — twenty-five hundred points — but the deduction had never appeared. The passive ability was active. I had been using it all night — the endless stamina, the perpetual erection, the elimination of refractory period. The system had given me the ability but had not charged me for it.
'Maybe the system gave it to me as a gift,' I thought, and the thought was a crooked, amused one. 'A reward for — what? Fucking six women in two days? Being the most productive point farmer in the history of transmigration?'
