BUILDING MY OWN EMPIRE - My Journey from Nothing to Overwhelming Power

Chapter 119 - 118 – The Complete Encyclopedia of Flowers

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Two days had passed since my first victory and earning twenty thousand accumulation points.

Right after the match, a new match format was proposed to me.

Triple matches and duo matches.

As for triple matches, just as the name suggests... three fighters battle, and only one wins.

As for duo matches, they are two-versus-two fights, or even three-versus-three.

I refused to participate in those matches. I asked for more time to adapt.

Then I was told I now had two options: either fight once a week... or

fight once every three days.

I didn’t think I needed to think about it. You probably already know what I chose.

I immediately agreed to enter a second match after three days.

My match is tomorrow... but my real concern isn’t the fight.

The concern... is the weather in this city.

It’s... miserable. Damn it.

Sometimes it gets colder, then suddenly hot... to the point where even choosing what to wear becomes difficult.

Yes, I’m strong... but does strength come with a heating and cooling system?

Don’t be ridiculous.

A few minutes ago, I was browsing the shop... and finally found something.

(Temperature Stabilization)

A small transparent bracelet... you can make it visible or invisible.

The problem is the price.

50,000 dinars.

I bought one immediately.

But...

in the background... the main story builds itself.

Fifty thousand... isn’t an amount I can’t obtain. In fact... I definitely can.

I stopped.

Then... I decided to go to Fiona.

As I moved, the weather was hot...

yet I felt nothing.

The bracelet was working with extremely high efficiency.

When I arrived at the shop, Fiona was already busy talking with two customers.

As soon as I entered, they all turned toward me.

"Welcome, sir. Please, go ahead," Fiona said politely.

I smiled, then began browsing the shop... waiting for them to leave.

After... many whispers...

I fully understood the conversation happening nearby.

"So that’s it..." I murmured internally, smiling... though they had no chance of seeing it.

Both men were trying to reach an agreement with Fiona.

They wanted two of my weapons displayed for accumulation points.

One cost twenty thousand... the other the same.

Both were arrows of nearly the same type.

(Replication Arrow)

(Support Arrow)

Their names were different... but any expert, after examining their properties, would realize they complement each other extremely well.

The Replication Arrow fires one arrow... and every five meters it duplicates... without consuming any accumulation from the user... but its momentum stops at one hundred meters.

Meanwhile, the Support Arrow fires a companion arrow... that follows any projectile and preserves its original momentum.

That alone allows a fighter to shoot an arrow that multiplies a hundred times... then fire the support arrow to extend it to a thousand more.

Thousands of arrows... without losing accumulation.

That alone is an overwhelming attack for second-rank fighters.

"Please... I beg you, contact the owner of these arrows..." one of the men pleaded.

Fiona stood firm. She refused completely, using confidentiality as an excuse.

They kept trying... repeating the same offer again and again.

"Please... we’ll pay for one... and for the other we can pay up to 100,000 in cash," the second man said.

The accumulation crisis affects everyone... and everyone tries to preserve it.

After a few more minutes, Monali asked the men to leave... but they insisted on staying.

One of them turned to me.

He walked toward me quickly.

"Sir," he said, stepping back, then forward again, "sorry to bother you... could you help me with something?"

"What?" I asked, my expression shifting in surprise.

"There’s a weapon... it costs only 20,000 accumulation points. Could you buy it for me? I’ll pay you 80,000 dinars."

I didn’t answer immediately.

I stepped back.

"Man..." I said, "are you joking? Who would give up accumulation for a tailored weapon? Keep your accumulation."

I smiled mockingly.

"100,000... what do you think? That’s the price of two tailored weapons."

"So that’s it..." I murmured. "You want this specific weapon so badly that you’re fighting for it."

"Yes."

"But unfortunately... I only have 30,000 accumulation. Do you think I can give that up?"

He didn’t answer.

The truth was obvious. No one is willing to give up accumulation.

"But..." I said.

He turned again... hope flickered across his face... not knowing whether my "but" meant something good or not.

He didn’t have the luxury to analyze. He wanted the deal desperately.

Honestly... if I didn’t know the story and their desperation... and someone came to me saying, "I’ll give you 15,000 accumulation for both arrows"... I would’ve accepted easily.

But real opportunities come from others’ desperation.

"I’m willing to buy that arrow for you... but not for free, and I don’t want money either."

"What do you want?" the other man narrowed his eyes.

From nowhere, I pulled out a large book... on its cover, a yellow flower.

"Here," I said.

"What is this?" he asked in surprise.

"The Complete Encyclopedia of Flowers... it contains all flowers in the world."

I smiled, then added:

"I marked in red the flowers I already own. The rest—I want them. Every month, you must provide at least three flowers from those I need."

"If a month passes without sending three new flowers... you must pay 1,000 accumulation points for each missing flower."

"What?!" the man shouted—not in anger...

but in total confusion.

His eyes widened... he didn’t understand what I was saying.

Even Fiona looked surprised.

No one knew I possessed my own predictor... my strong ability to harvest accumulation from anything under 5,000 points.

Previously, I had bought all the flowers available in the shop...

and gained a large amount of accumulation from them.

After moving here, I bought many books about the world.

One of them... was the flower encyclopedia.

It contained images and names of over 100,000 discovered flowers.

More than 80%... I had never seen.

And naturally... it was an excellent accumulation farming project.

If each flower gives 300 accumulation or more... then three can reach 1,000.

But the problem is... I don’t have time to search and gather.

Even collecting a few takes a long time.

So if there’s a chance to have others gather for me... why not?

And who better than high-rank fighters?

After several minutes... the two men decided.

"I agree," one of them said.

I walked to Fiona.

Paid the price.

Then took out contract cubes.

The contract was clear:

If the man fails to deliver three flowers within 30 days... he must pay 1,000 accumulation per missing flower.

If he fails even that... death will be his fate.

He agreed. The contract was sealed.

Both men were happy with the bow.

"Excuse me," I said.

"Yes?" Fiona replied.

"I want to buy the other arrow."

The men turned instantly.

One of them was already close—his face red with anger.

"What are you doing?!" he shouted,

then pulled out a hidden short sword and placed it against my neck.

I smiled.

"No need to be angry..."

"I want to give it to you under the same agreement."

"No need! I’ll pay for it myself!" he interrupted quickly.

"But..." I whispered, smiling lightly,

"you didn’t buy it or reserve it, did you?"

"Meanwhile, I came and asked to purchase it directly. Isn’t that right, miss? Did he reserve it?"

"No... he didn’t," Fiona replied immediately.

His face turned furious... veins bulging in his neck.

"Are you joking? We’ve been discussing this for an hour!"

Fiona didn’t flinch.

She raised her chin and replied firmly:

"Sir... your discussion means nothing."

"If an entire hour wasn’t enough for you to buy it... what stops it from becoming a day, or a month?"

"We are a direct-sale shop, not a reservation place. The arrow now officially belongs to him."

"Thank you," I said with a smile.

The other man grabbed his companion... I didn’t care what he intended to do.

I took the arrow... looked at him... and smiled.

"You think I’m cunning and deceitful..."

"But your friend’s journey collecting flowers for me won’t be short."

"He paid with a contract... and you wanted to pay with accumulation."

"What guarantees you won’t abandon him halfway and deceive him?"

"This world... is a cruel place."

"If a person doesn’t stay fully focused... they’ll become prey."

"If you truly intend to stand by your companion... then you shouldn’t mind making the same contract with him."

He didn’t respond.

He hesitated.

Then...

he agreed under the same conditions.

He had no choice.

They both gave me a look of contempt and left.

I smiled.

That smile didn’t matter.

What mattered... was the successful deal.

After a while, I turned to Fiona and said:

"They made me forget why I came... I have something I want to discuss with you."

"What is it? What kind of matter?" Fiona replied in surprise.

"I want to post a mission..." I said, then smiled and added:

"A secret mission within the guild."