Life Simulation: My Talent Is Wool-Chapter 3: Valuable Information

Back to The Book of a Thousand Lives, Luan returned to his usual routine.

By the way, since dungeons have existed in this world for more than a millennium, unlike Earth where they only existed for a century, the knowledge they possessed about talents, dungeons, etc. was much more abundant.

He spent a bit of money and bought some books to try to find a cure for his sister.

Not only that, he also studied the known talents, trying to gain a little insight, perhaps, who knows, to have a vague idea of what he would need to advance to Lv2.

The prophetic dream was not very reliable. If he only dreamed it once, and ended up not remembering what he saw in the dream... It would be disastrous.

If he had money, it would be fine, he still had a way out, but... That was not his case.

’The good side of being able to do simulations and keep the same talent is that I will almost certainly need the same things to reach Lv2...’

Leaving that aside for now, he turned his attention to a book that had an enormous list of talents, like an encyclopedia of talents.

This book cost him the price of five pillows, but it was worth it.

The information was detailed, even showing how each individual raised their talents to at least Lv2.

Among them, there were some talents similar to his, such as Wool Creator, and Wool Producer.

But, even though they were similar, they were not the same.

Honestly, he wished this world was like a world that has mysterious techniques capable of giving him powers similar to a talent, but... Unfortunately, there was no such thing. Or at least, he had no knowledge of such things.

...

Walking through Great Tree Village, Luan greeted some people along the way.

On Commercial Street, the owner of the steamed bread shop waved vigorously in his direction, calling him: "Luan, you’re here. Come, I’ll give you a discount, I just prepared meat steamed buns. They’re nice and hot, and juicy."

"Really?" Luan approached, sketching a smile: "So... Mrs. Rosita, I’d like to take ten meat steamed buns, please."

With a wide smile, she said: "Right away!"

Tactfully, she packed the ten buns in a kraft paper bag with a very detailed drawing of a steamed bun.

"Here you go." She handed the package to him.

"Thank you." Luan said, paying 4 bronze coins for each meat steamed bun.

Originally, the price was 5 coins, but with the discount, he saved ten bronze coins.

A curiosity. Mrs. Rosita’s husband is named Chapeco, and he has the talent Create Kraft Paper. Thanks to that, Mrs. Rosita could get those to-go bags for free.

With the bag of steamed buns under his left arm, with his free hand, he took one, biting off a piece, almost closing his eyes from how good it was.

’Mrs. Rosita’s meat steamed buns are the best~’ He hummed in his mind.

While he was walking, a cheerful and happy girl grabbed the arm he was using to carry the bag of meat steamed buns, while smiling: "Hey, Luan, how about buying some fruit?"

She was the daughter of the owner of the little fruit and vegetable shop. Her family owned land, and they cultivated not only fruits and vegetables. Some they supplied, others like this little shop, they sold themselves.

Instead of answering her question, he asked in return: "Nicole, how have you been?"

Nicole was two years older than him. She had a cheerful and cute personality, but on the outside, she was underdeveloped with a body that belied her age. Although she didn’t have the most beautiful face, she was still considered pretty. Brown eyes, black hair down to her shoulders tied in a ponytail that swayed from side to side, and a few freckles on her face.

Hearing his question, Nicole tilted her head a little to the opposite side from him, bringing one of her index fingers up to her cheek, then, with an even brighter smile, she answered: "Actually, really good~!" After saying that, she went back to holding his arm even tighter: "But, don’t dodge my question. Come on, I’ll pick the best fruits for you to take, okay?"

She didn’t even give him a chance to refuse, dragging him toward her mother’s little shop.

Smiling ironically, Luan allowed himself to be pulled.

"Ara, ara, sorry about my daughter, Luan. This girl, whenever she sees you, ends up causing trouble, right?" She shot a stern look at her daughter, but it was clearly fake and she seemed very pleased inside, adding: "But, since you’re here, don’t leave without taking something. I’ll give you a discount, okay?" She winked at him.

"Mom!" Nicole blushed a little.

Faced with this situation, could he simply say no?

Well... He could, but he himself was actually wanting to buy some fruit.

Looking at the red apples, as well as the bunches of bananas, he chose to take a bit of both.

"Mrs. Maria, hello." He said, smiling: "It’s fine, I was actually wanting to buy some fruit."

Smiling gently, Mrs. Maria raised her voice a little: "That’s great! Feel free!"

...

"Come back anytime!"

With the mother and daughter waving to him as he left the little fruit and vegetable shop, Nicole in particular waved more vigorously, looking quite satisfied mainly for ’stealing’ one of his meat steamed buns.

Nicole said with her mouth full: "Don’t forget to come back!"

"Chew before you speak!" Her mother gave her a light slap on the head, scolding her.

Swallowing, Nicole said in a drawn-out voice: "Yes..."

Meanwhile, Luan’s luggage increased.

With fruits on his left wrist and the bag of steamed buns on his arm, he went back to eating, deliberately avoiding passing too close to some shops, fearing he would be pulled in there too...

[MB Butcher Shop]

"Welcome."

As soon as he entered, a man behind a glass counter with meat on display turned around.

The man was tall and muscular. He was about 2 meters tall and a bit large like a bear. His presence was intimidating. He was bald and had black eyes.

"Oh, it’s you, boy Luan." He asked: "What are you going to want today?"

Despite his fierce expression, and cold voice, holding a large cleaver in his hand, Luan was not intimidated.

"Mr. Marcos, hello." He replied: "Today I want to take two kilos of picanha."

"Alright... Oh yes, boy Luan, I got lucky and managed to hunt a Lv2 wild bear." Marcos asked: "How about taking a piece? Although I can’t give you a discount, I’ll choose the best piece, how about it?"

"Really?" Luan’s eyes shone.

The reason was that the higher the level of the beast, the more nutritious the meat is.

Of course, you need to know how to handle the meat. Otherwise, it would have an adverse effect.

However, Marcos was an experienced hunter and a first-class butcher. He could trust the quality of the meat.

"So, how much would 1 kilo cost me?" He asked, cautiously.

Marcos did not answer immediately.

He remained thoughtful, making Luan feel a little nervous.

After a few seconds, Marcos said: "Alright. I’ll do 1 kilo for you for 5 silver coins, how about it? Pretty generous, right?"

Two kilos of picanha would cost him at most 1 silver coin, which is equivalent to 100 bronze coins.

In other words, the price of Lv2 bear meat was 10 times more expensive than picanha.

’I was planning to buy fish later, but...’

"Yes, very generous, thank you. I want to take it, along with the 2 kilos of picanha." He replied.

Marcos’s lips rose a little in a smile that made him even more intimidating, almost like a mafioso.

"One moment!" Marcos went to cut the meat.