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"After completing Ningguang's task and just as Qi Xiuming had left, the Akademiya announced that the Akasha Terminal—originally issued only to Sumeru citizens and foreigners who had stayed long-term—would now be issued to all travelers."
The reason was self-evident—there was only one month left before the Sabzeruz Festival, and only those wearing the Akasha Terminal could join the Sabzeruz Festival.
This saved Victor Wang some trouble, as he happened to need an Akasha Terminal device.
Though called a device, the Akasha Terminal was so small it looked like a leaf. As long as one held it and silently recited "May I hear the wisdom of the gods," the method of using the Akasha Terminal would be directly infused into one's mind.
Earth's technology had yet to develop anything like memory infusion, which naturally sparked curiosity. After carefully experiencing it, Victor Wang found that the infused memory truly felt as though it had been innate—so natural that even "miraculous" felt insufficient as a description.
However, the functions available to tourists were pitifully limited. One could only search for knowledge that seemed broad but was actually shallow. This was probably the [Akasha Terminal—Kids Edition]?
Not only could you fail to find what you wanted—worse yet, you might have your consciousness influenced by The Doctor at any time.
Thus, Victor Wang quickly shut off the Akasha Terminal again. He needed it only because using Canned Knowledge required the Akasha Terminal.
Canned Knowledge was a type of Sumeru-exclusive container for storing knowledge. Once connected to the Akasha Terminal, anyone could rapidly acquire the stored content in the form of memories.
On the surface, Canned Knowledge was safe, convenient, and quick—but it also had drawbacks.
First, skipping the steps of learning and thinking and receiving knowledge directly—such knowledge became akin to instinct. People believed it absolutely, and it was extremely difficult to forget or modify.
Second, long-term overuse would gradually erode one's ability to think.
Third, if the content of a Canned Knowledge was incorrect, and one injected bad information into their mind, madness was not out of the question.
This was what Victor Wang understood about "Canned Knowledge."
Not only that—he also knew where to buy it…
"What would the guest like to purchase?"
"Some unripe Harra Fruits, packed in the Port Ormos style ["I want to see Dori and buy goods in bulk"]."
Dori's informant lifted an eyebrow. This guy spoke the jargon so fluently—like a seasoned buyer—but why was he actually wearing a Padisarah over his chest?
Little did he know Victor Wang had originally wanted to skip the code entirely and find Dori directly, but after wandering Port Ormos for half a day without success, he resigned himself to using the code.
The informant confirmed, "So…the flower you're wearing is a Padisarah?"
Upon hearing this, Victor Wang deliberately held the Padisarah up in his hand. "Of course, it's a Padisarah ["I want to buy Canned Knowledge"]. Isn't it obvious?"
Definitely a newbie who somehow got the code from who-knows-where… The informant couldn't help reminding, "Actually, you don't have to wear it. Just saying it verbally is enough."
"Huh? Really…?"
Victor Wang awkwardly put the Padisarah away, and the informant chuckled as he said, "In any case, I understand what you need. Please follow me."
The informant twisted through the winding alleys of Port Ormos, turning corner after corner, and eventually brought Victor Wang to an unremarkable ship—no wonder it had been so hard to find.
"Please, go ahead. Miss Dori is inside."
Entering the cabin, before Victor Wang's eyes even adjusted to the dim light, he heard Dori give a startled cry: "Oh my! This customer is—"
"Let me see… wearing a fox mask, a cloak with a cartoon pattern… isn't this Ningguang's business partner? A VIP!"
When she said "cartoon pattern," Dori paused slightly. She only knew the guy with a Fox Mask and a cloak had a cartoon-style pattern—no one had described exactly what it looked like.
After all, not many people recognized it.
But she did.
After her elder sister… died because their impoverished family could not afford the several million Mora required for the life-saving medicine…
After she resolved to earn piles and piles of Mora—her desire so strong it attracted her Vision—yet her business still went nowhere…
She polished a magic lamp from the storage room, one whose origin she'd never known. A red, beautiful, kind-hearted Witch had granted her unique, endless, wondrous merchandise.
And the design on the cloak was precisely something adored by that Witch's daughter. Looking more closely, the style of the bracelet on the Fox Mask's left hand… was also familiar.
So, this person also had connections to Lady Alice?
Maybe she should give him a 9.9% discount?
Circling once around Victor Wang, Dori returned to her place. "Warmest welcome! So, what is the VIP here to buy~?"
"Canned Knowledge. I'm looking for Canned Knowledge."
"Easy, easy! It's all here—feel free to choose!"
Dori laid out more than thirty pieces of Canned Knowledge at once. On the bottom of each were small printed letters indicating the content and price. Victor Wang casually picked one up to inspect.
"Great taste! This one is [Hilichurl Sociological Ideology and Dialectical Analysis]. Only three people in the history of Teyvat have ever studied it—super rare! Special price: 346,500 Mora!"
"This one is [Architectural Styles and Construction Methods of the Early Archon War]. It can make you a master of ancient architecture restoration, able to find an extremely high-paying job in any nation! Limited-time price: 1,980,000 Mora!"
"This one is [Health Management for Shroomboars] and… mm, I recommend pairing it with this one [Postpartum Care for Shroomboars]. Buy the two together for only 297,000 Mora! Success for your ranch is no longer a dream!"
Every time Victor Wang picked one up, Dori launched into another pitch.
Out of curiosity, and with a faint hope of finding a treasure, Victor Wang forced himself to go through most of the collection under Dori's tireless chatter.
There were indeed many valuable pieces of Canned Knowledge, but none of them suited him. His gaze moved to the ten cans at the very edge.
"Heh-heh! These were originally all 500,000 Mora each, but now they're only 495,000 Mora! I normally never discount these—but since you're a VIP, how about taking the entire set? I can even throw in that Shroomboar care package from earlier!"
Good grief. So, when she scammed Lumine and Paimon, she'd said they were worth a million Mora each… So, the prices were doubled from the start?
Silently, Victor Wang picked up the remaining cans. As he scanned the fine letters at the bottom, something suddenly caught his eye: [Swordfighting Techniques VII].
"Oh my, that type is quite rare. Usually, the Eremites buy them to improve their combat strength. I probably have only two left. So, you're finally buying!"
Two?
Victor Wang looked back. The next can was [Swordfighting Techniques VIII]. That was the one he'd intended to buy—it wasn't like spending a million Mora only gave Lumine three points of base ATK. Far better to buy it himself.
But since there were two copies, he might as well buy one first and leave the other for Lumine.
"Buying? Buying?" Dori urged eagerly.
"These… and this one."
"Huh?" Dori pinched her tiny glasses, looking surprised. "The VIP looked through so many, and is only buying two?"
"..."
"Not going to buy a few more?"
"Ahem… then add this one too."
"Alrighty! [Swordfighting Techniques VII], [Overview of Ancient Runes], and [Architectural Styles and Construction Methods of the Early Archon War]. All three Canned Knowledges packed for you! A total of 2,970,000 Mora. Have a wonderful day!"