Idle Tycoon System-Chapter 142: Progression, Curing illness.

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Host: Noah Carter

Age: 28

Shop Level: 2

Daily Revenue: $295,000 (or equivalent)

Current Assets: $73,640.21

Shop Points: 710

Attributes: Strength: 30, Vitality: 4, Intelligence: 20, Agility: 20

Skills: Swordsmanship(Level 7), Mana Control (Level 6), Aura (Level 5), Wind Manipulation (Level 5), Surviving on Ramen (Level 3), Cooking (Level 2), Programming (Level 2), Gaming (Level 2), Finance (Level 2)

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Inside his house, Noah sat on his sofa, having already wished Lola goodnight before returning to Earth. "Everything has been going well so far. My progression is advancing, my daily revenue has increased exponentially in just a few days... having more product lines is definitely worth the investment."

Two hundred ninety-five thousand daily income.

"Although one problem still remains," he continued, his frown deepening as he considered his status screen. "My vitality is still pathetically low, and that’s not good. I need to figure out how to improve it. I can’t just have power and speed while getting killed in one hit against something equally powerful."

Four vitality points. Everyone else has been progressing while this stays stagnant.

After worrying for a few more seconds, Noah forced himself to let go of the issue. He couldn’t do anything about it currently, and obsessing over uncontrollable factors wasn’t productive.

Focus on what I can influence. Check the auto-maker progress.

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[Auto-IceTea Maker]

Level: 3

Production Rate: 2 Iced teas every hour

Max Stock: 48

Progress: 148/200

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[Auto-Baker]

Level: 3

Production Rate: 4 Loaves every hour

Max Stock: 48

Progress: 122/200

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[Auto-ProteinBar]

Level: 1

Production Rate: 1 bar every 2 hours

Max Stock: 12

Progress: 4/100

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[Auto-EnergyDrink]

Level: 1

Production Rate: 1 Energy Drink every 2 hours

Max Stock: 12

Progress: 0/100

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[Auto-BeefJerky]

Level: 1

Production Rate: 1 Beef Jerky every 2 hours

Max Stock: 12

Progress: 0/100

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The iced tea and bread makers were approaching Level 4 steadily, their progress reflecting consistent sales over time. But the newer products presented a different challenge entirely.

The protein bars, energy drinks, and beef jerky remained at minimal progress levels because their astronomical prices limited the customer base to royalty and master-level practitioners. Most simply couldn’t afford permanent attribute enhancement, regardless of its value.

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After checking his status and confirming his daily progression, Noah closed the interface with satisfaction. He withdrew the beef jerky from his storage ring, examining the package that held his father’s future wellbeing.

"With this, Dad’s health problems should finally be resolved permanently."

Unfortunately, the hospital had long since closed for visiting hours. The medical facility operated on strict schedules that didn’t accommodate for his own convenient timing.

First thing tomorrow morning. I can’t wait any longer than that. Just in case things go wrong.

"You will get better, Dad... Tomorrow will be the day when you are finally free," Noah whispered to the empty room, his voice quivering softly.

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The next morning arrived with clarity that made Noah’s mission feel inevitable. He stood outside the hospital’s familiar entrance.

Today changes everything for him.

Taking a deep breath to steady his nerves, Noah entered the medical facility. Room 412 waited ahead, containing the most important conversation.

His father was already awake, sitting upright in bed with energy that had been missing for months. The protein bar’s effects were clearly still providing enhanced strength that transformed his entire demeanor.

"Noah!" Alan’s voice carried vigor that made his son’s heart sing. "You won’t believe what happened with that protein bar you brought me."

He’s excited. That’s wonderful to see.

"Tell me," Noah encouraged, settling into the visitor’s chair with anticipation.

"I’ve been arm wrestling the younger staff," Alan said with obvious pride. "Men half my age, and I’m beating them easily. The nurses are calling it miraculous power, but I know it’s whatever you gave me."

The permanent strength enhancement is working perfectly.

Noah laughed with genuine joy at his father’s enthusiasm. "That’s amazing, Dad. But wait until you try this."

He produced the beef jerky with ceremonial care, its packaging emanating subtle warmth that spoke to contained magical properties.

"This is going to make the protein bar seem like a warm-up," Noah promised.

Vitality enhancement on top of strength improvement. He’s going to feel twenty years younger, heck even younger! His vitality will become double mine.

Alan accepted the package without hesitation, his recent experiences having accustomed him to his son’s miraculous nutrition supplements. The wrapper opened easily, revealing jerky that seemed to glow with internal energy.

He trusts me completely now. No questions, just faith in the results.

"Here goes nothing," Alan said, taking his first bite.

The transformation was immediate and overwhelming. Color flooded his features as vitality enhancement coursed through his system like liquid revival. The chronic headache that had plagued him for weeks simply vanished. Bone-deep weakness evaporated as enhanced constitution restored what illness had taken.

His entire body is responding. This is more incredible to witness when a normal human is the one who experiences it. Noah thought, a smile on his face.

"My vision," Alan gasped, blinking with obvious amazement. "It’s completely clear. The blurriness is gone."

Even his eyesight is improving. Vitality enhancement affects everything.

His posture straightened as enhanced constitution eliminated the subtle aches that had become his constant companions. Years seemed to melt away as magical restoration worked through every system.

"I feel... incredible," Alan breathed, flexing his hands with wonder. "Like my body remembered how to function properly."

Perfect response. The beef jerky is working exactly as intended.

Noah’s satisfaction transcended mere filial duty as he watched his father’s transformation.

This wasn’t just healing, it was restoration to a vitality level that exceeded his pre-illness baseline.

Time to make this official.

"Dad, I need to get the nurses," Noah announced, standing up from his seat. "You should be scanned for everything. If you’re feeling this much better, the medical staff needs to document it."

Alan nodded before frowning and grabbing Noah’s hand midway.

"Son...these things, they might get you in trouble. Don’t tell any of the doctors about it, neither will i."

Noah turned to look back at his dad before laughing.

"Alright, dad."

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