Not everyone is willing to risk their lives out there, even in Abyss City, many choose a more mundane lifestyle, like running small businesses and trades.
Their demand for advancement is mostly about the desire for a longer life, some even give up on promoting to avoid the madness of corruption.
There are many who are below level five Transcendents here.
Everyone is a Transcendent, they are just the ordinary people here.
Shawn finished his charcoal-grilled fire lizard and downed his drink in one gulp. They don’t serve other beverages here, just water and booze. He was drinking water, but the glass seemed unclean, tainted with an alcohol smell, ruining his good mood instantly.
"How much?"
The nearby Half-Elf owner turned his head, holding up two fingers, "Two Gindele."
Shawn nodded, pulling out a Soul Stone, a gray-white rhombus-shaped stone, semi-transparent, about the size of a pinky finger, somewhat resembling quartz, with a trace of deep black inside. This is a Soul Crystal Stone, a common currency in many places; Gindele are less frequently used as they’re gold coins crafted by Druids, generally used as small denomination currency.
One Gindele, in Dorne City, equals 100 dinars.
The price difference between the two places is vast.
However, having a good meal in the Bizarre Realm has always been a high-consumption affair, and Abyss City’s production couldn’t possibly be as abundant as the real world.
There are no paper bills here, nor are they accepted. Small denomination currencies are all gold and silver coins.
The Half-Elf owner reached out to take the Soul Stone, glanced over it to ensure the Power of Soul inside hadn’t dissipated, small businesses need to scrutinize more, then he found eight Gindele and handed them to Shawn.
High-quality Soul Crystal Stones do not circulate in the market, only these small quartz crystals of Soul Stones do.
They themselves are considered a resource.
Shawn reached out and took the eight Gindele, the value of one Soul Stone is about 1000 dinars. Earning money here is much easier than in the real world, too bad they can’t bring it back; otherwise, exchanging for a pile of Gindele to bring back would instantly make one rich.
In fact, in Abyss City, many adventurers don’t recognize Gindele; they only want Soul Crystal Stones, with gold coins only counting as chump change for everyday shopping.
Druids have it easy here.
Even fallen Withered ones have significant sway in Abyss City.
After finishing eating, Shawn returned to his residence; the sixth floor of the tower was indeed hardly tidied, and he didn’t expect to find anything good left behind, surely taken by other Demons and Devils; they wouldn’t leave any Curios for Shawn, only heaps of books.
Primarily the previous Mage’s notes and some collected ancient books.
In the corner is a seventy percent new Clay Golem.
Shawn opened the structure of the Clay Golem’s brain, placed a Soul Crystal Stone inside, embedding it into the rune engravings, quickly activating it.
Clay Golem said, "Master. What are your orders?"
Shawn thought for a moment and said, "Go clean the room."
He was just testing it.
Tasks like cleaning could actually be done by the Invisible Servant, but it had important uses at the moment, so he temporarily used the Clay Golem instead.
"Yes. Master."
The Clay Golem quickly picked up a broom, starting to clean all the rooms, even tidying up some messy items; it has a certain level of intelligence, roughly equivalent to a low-tier combat robot.
This is part of the Otherworld’s tech tree; although there’s no industrialization, the Otherworld invented artificial intelligence very early on.
The Golem series is considered a representative creation of the Otherworld’s tech tree.
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