Chapter 232: Writing a Letter

Just as they arrived at Tana City, before the ship had even steadied, Chimu drank his bottle of Magic Potion at the first opportunity.

He did not experience the agony that Balute and Mengduo had described; to him, the feeling of awakening seemed quite pleasant, and he suffered no visual or auditory hallucinations, feeling only that his body was filled with strength.

Of course, this insignificant pain was no big deal for Chen Zhi; compared to the gifts brought by those witches, these primary awakening potions caused Chen Zhi much less harm.

The God of Calamity merely stretched his two arms out into the distance, and the pain had already eased and vanished.

However, Chen Zhi was already able to understand what kind of abilities the Believers of Storm could possess.

First is summoning Lightning; this ability is not something only players can possess, as Chen Zhi can also borrow some, and as long as this player is on his territory, Chen Zhi can create related Charms.

This is much more convenient than before, when he had to borrow the power of lightning during rain; he can simply use this ability directly and then record it using a Charm.

There is also the power of Storm, a gust of wind strong enough to blow three people away, which is also a very useful power; for ordinary players, such Charms are also very suitable, essential items for going out, which were previously purchased directly from Rierna or the Mechanical Port, but now Chen Zhi can produce them himself.

Of course, Chimu can also produce them, as long as he checks the forum or buys a relevant book directly from Susan.

However, most people are accustomed to buying Charms directly or using their own abilities, so there is no need to go through the extra trouble.

Chen Zhi relies on this method to have Susan sell quite a few Charms, and because he can also possess the abilities that players obtain, he can now manufacture all kinds of Charms.

Seeing Chimu awaken so smoothly, Balute's eyes went wide.

"I thought you would need at least an hour of meditation," Balute said with some shock. "No wonder those seeking to buy Magic Potions recently have all been from Tana City."

Although there are not many players active in Rierna, basically any player who can make it to Rierna will try to find a way to awaken.

Almost everyone seeking to buy materials is from Tana City, so Balute has a very deep impression of these guys from Tana City.

It is just that many of the materials these guys buy do not fall into the category of Magic Potion.

Even the process of mixing them into a Magic Potion could potentially cause a person to die.

Yet those guys seem completely unafraid; take Chimu, for example, who had not the slightest bit of preparation before drinking the Magic Potion.

Balute still remembers that before he drank his Magic Potion, he specifically chose a day with good weather, fearing that a storm would affect his awakening.

"Is there any difference? Even if I drank the Magic Potion in Rierna, there shouldn't be any problems." After awakening, Chimu looked at his hair color and eye color at the first opportunity, rather than experiencing his abilities first.

Seeing Chimu looking in the Mirror, Balute was even more convinced that this guy was not the type to use the power of Storm to do evil things.

If he were an ambitious person, the first thing he should have done was check his skills.

"I mean, the weather here is excellent, at least for people of the War Church, awakening might be safer. If one chooses to awaken on a day with a storm, the possibility of losing control is greater," Balute reminded him. "Of course, as for whether Awakened of other types would encounter problems here, I am not too sure."

"I haven't encountered anyone who had a particularly difficult time awakening," Chimu recalled when other players awakened. "Well, at least it isn't too difficult for Believers of the Wealth Church to awaken."

"Heh, those guys, as long as they can awaken, they can already be considered Fortune-tellers; how could it be difficult?" Balute said with a look of disdain for the other party. "Enough talk, I heard there is a lot of good food in Tana City; we must get off the ship and take a look."

"Don't you need to keep an eye on us?" Chimu reminded the other party of the duties they should be performing.

Balute rolled his eyes. "Don't we still have to take your ship to go back? And don't you guys need to watch these guys move cargo today? This is your own territory, and you can't possibly find trouble here; in Tana City, the Storm Church doesn't hold much sway."

He hadn't expected this NPC to have such self-awareness.

Then again, this NPC had been calculated by the system and possessed decades of memories, so his behavioral patterns were certainly more seasoned.

He was certainly different from those guys in the War Church.

Chimu did not pay attention to the few old guys getting off the ship; those people, with their messy blue hair, were looking around in the dock area.

It was not that they were inexperienced, but that the dock area was truly dazzling with everything one could imagine.

For example, the ships from all over the place, as well as the various stalls.

In the dock area, players had planned out an open-air vending area, and because civilians would always come over to try their luck, they simply managed it.

There were many people buying things here; besides snacks, the most famous was Treasure Street.

The name the players gave it was very much in line with the interests of these outsiders, and Balute strolled through Treasure Street while eating cold noodles.

"This wine pot looks quite nice." Balute looked at the tin wine pot placed on the ground; these Tana City guys retailed quite a lot of things, and a wine pot actually only cost 3 Silver Tana.

This price was simply too cheap.

And the quality looked quite good too.

"Is this wine pot new?" Balute asked suspiciously as he unscrewed the wine pot; there was not a hint of the smell of wine inside.

The pattern on the outside was a very beautiful pattern from the Storm region, and perhaps because this type of wine pot sold well, there were many of the same style at the stall.

The player selling the wine pots rested his chin on his hand and said, "These are all made on the latest production line, and they have already been exported to Rierna; of course, even more are sold to the Royal Capital. We are factory-direct here, so the price is cheap."

"Factory-direct?" Balute chewed on the vocabulary. "No wonder it can have this price; give me one."

As he spoke, he threw three silver coins on the ground.

It wasn't just him; the few old guys behind him also picked out wine pots they liked.

They didn't want to miss out on this price.

"Factory-direct, factory-direct! Practical travel bags, suitcases, wallets, all kinds of leather wallets! Pigskin, sheepskin, calfskin!" A player had hired a child to shout the sales pitch at the top of his lungs, while he himself found a sunshade and sat underneath it, leisurely drinking lemon tea.

The prices of these suitcases were not expensive either; the most expensive suitcase was only 30 Silver Tana, a quite affordable price.

The price of leather in Tana City was not high; after all, the price of Grain here was very cheap, it was warm all year round, and the animal husbandry industry was also very developed; it was just that if one wanted something of higher value, such as fox fur suitcases, those were not available here.

After all, this was a street stall, not a brand-name shop.

However, in terms of design and texture, these items could already be considered quite eye-catching.

The passing sailors, as well as those merchants from Gannaer, could not help but want to buy here, and there were even some people inquiring about wholesale prices, seemingly intending to purchase a batch to take back and sell.

"My price here is already the factory-direct price; if you buy wholesale, the price is the same." While collecting money, the player greeted the customers.

These were things manufactured in his own factory, and selling them in the dock area was the most appropriate place; no matter where one opened a shop in Tana City, it would be far less profitable than what was gained here.

Treasure Street now had a reputation in the surrounding cities, and even many ships from the Mechanical Port would purchase quite a lot of supplies from here.

"I feel like I haven't seen so many good things in a long time." Balute felt his eyes were a bit dazzled.

It wasn't just Balute; even Mengduo, who prided himself on being well-informed, felt that the things here were truly dazzling.

No wonder there were so many merchants here; it even gave one the feeling of being more prosperous than Rierna.

Moreover, there were specialized people in charge of the trading market here, and the patrols looked like Awakened, passing by every half hour; if any problems or situations occurred within the market, they could arrive within a few minutes.

Of course, there were also guard posts here; the guard posts here were also convenient for asking for directions, and they even provided maps of the area for free, with the locations of those stalls and maps of nearby shops marked on the map.

Carrying his packed suitcase, Balute obtained a map; after unfolding it, he saw the stronghold of the Storm Church.

"Hmm, they actually opened a branch here. I never expected there to be official Extraordinary of the Storm Church here." Balute was shocked by the speed of these people's actions; one had to know that the Bishop was currently putting all his energy into the Mechanical Port, and he did not know which was more prosperous, the Mechanical Port or Tana City.

"Should we go over and take a look? At the very least, we should register so that if there are any problems in the future, we can contact them directly." After all, Balute and his group were not the ones in charge here, but since they were following Chimu, they would be coming to Tana City often.

Contacting the official Extraordinary like this was not a bad thing; sometimes, messages that needed to be waited for could also be handled through these people.

It was not just them; there were also the Gannaer people who had the same idea.

They would also find their embassy at the first opportunity and then go to consult on relevant matters.

Therefore, one could see long queues outside both embassies.

The surrounding stalls were also filled with people.

The few people who had originally wanted to go over and ask about the situation stopped immediately.

No one had expected there to be so many people here.

And they certainly did not expect there to be so many blue-haired Awakened here.

"There are actually so many people from the Storm Church; why didn't I notice before?"

"There are even more people from the Wealth Church; I'm afraid you wouldn't have noticed them either." Mengduo looked at the queue and shook his head. "How about we don't rush over? If it really comes to it, writing a letter will suffice. As long as they can get in touch with Rier, they will know that we are indeed official Awakened."

"Hmm, I think that's right too." The few Awakened chose to give up in unison; they were not people who needed help in Tana City, so naturally, there was no need to get in touch with the personnel of the Storm Church.

Looking at the queue, Lijia was also feeling troubled.

Although Gannaer and Tana City had shipping routes, telephone lines had not been connected; such high technology was still limited to places under the protection of the Wisdom Church.

Therefore, if one wanted to contact family in Gannaer, one still needed to write letters. If one wanted to ensure the letters were delivered on time, the best method was through the embassy.

Or to entrust them directly to those Xiahui People traveling to Gannaer.

However, if it were the Xiahui People, they might not necessarily be able to reach her mother and would very likely be driven away by the gatekeeper.

Lijia did not want her affairs to be delayed, but as soon as she saw that queue, she felt troubled.

"Miss, I can just go and queue. You can go walk around nearby and come back after a while." Recently, Miss Lijia had been in good condition, so the maid did not need to keep an eye on her all the time.

Moreover, Miss Lijia seemed to have found some kind of faith; she prayed every day. Perhaps it was because she had returned to Gannaer and told the Priestess her worries that she had changed.

In short, the maid felt that Lijia's state was very good, as if she were about to get better.

"Then that's the only way." Lijia handed the letter directly to her maid. "Just tell them to mail it back. I'll just walk around and go home in a while."

"Very well, Miss. Don't be too long; it's not easy to find you here."

"Alright." Lijia waved her hand. She wanted to go to the dock area to take a look; her shop still needed some decorations.

Perhaps it really was because of the praying, but she felt her condition had improved a lot.

With the rise of Tana City's prosperity and bustle, coupled with the worship of the Calamity, Lijia already felt that she had undergone a positive transformation from head to toe.

At the very least, she wanted to do something.

She planned to open a coffee shop in Tana City, a cat cafe serving Gannaer-style coffee.

This coffee shop would have Butterfly Cat with Gannaer characteristics; those Xiahui People would definitely like them, and the workers would also like these cats—after all, those nobles were very fond of this kind of cat.

Therefore, in the last few hundred years, this kind of Butterfly Cat had become the national cat of Gannaer; not just nobles, but many commoners also kept one or two.

Furthermore, it was rumored that the animal the God of Death liked most was this kind of cat, so the stories surrounding these little guys could also attract a large group of people.

After Lijia mentioned this idea to Saina, it became even more certain that this business model was feasible, because there were not many cats in Tana City, and even if there were, most were stray cats, completely different from an ornamental breed like the Butterfly Cat.

She wrote home hoping that her family could send over a batch of cats to ensure there were enough cats in the coffee shop.

After walking a few steps, she saw a tall man lingering in front of a stall.

On the banner beside this stall were written the words "Fortune Telling," and a short man was there reading the palm of that man.

(End of chapter)