Mythical Era: I Evolved Into A Stellar-Level Beast-Chapter 1281 - 497: The Deity of Roasted Sweet Potatoes, Bro, You’re Back!_3

"Five sweet potatoes, a total of 97 yuan, but since you’re regular customers, I’ll give you a 40% discount. 50 yuan will do."

As he spoke, Kavadola packed the five sweet potatoes into paper boxes, putting a small fork in each box for convenience.

However, hearing that five sweet potatoes cost 100 yuan, Teresa Wilson and the two other girls widened their eyes in shock: "97? Why are your sweet potatoes so expensive?"

The girl who was only 1.5 meters tall, but already had a notable figure, was also surprised: "Yeah, isn’t one sweet potato usually around ten yuan?"

Though the three girls came from well-off families, they still had some understanding of prices, and they immediately felt that Glenn Clark was being ripped off.

But before they could continue, a middle-aged woman sitting nearby on a stool, who had just finished eating some, also objected: "Kava, I’m a regular customer too, why do you only give them a 50% discount?"

"You’re not a student, so you don’t have to worry about not having enough pocket money, why would I give you a discount?"

Kavadola seemed to have fully immersed himself in the role and said solemnly: "These are the Federation’s future flowers, and they are growing right now. When they’re hungry and want some sweet potatoes, of course, I should be more generous."

Growing... The woman glanced at Glenn Clark, who was over 2 meters tall, just slightly shorter than Kavadola’s imposing figure, feeling like this guy was taking her for a fool.

Your future flower is over 2 meters tall in middle school? Still growing? Growing my foot.

Glenn Clark watched the scene with a chuckle. He knew the woman; she came here to eat sweet potatoes at this time nearly every day, then would chat about this and that with the owner.

It seemed like she had taken a liking to this tanned, somewhat rugged middle-aged uncle.

"Boss, you don’t need to give me a discount every time, your business isn’t easy. Here," said Glenn Clark, pulling out a hundred yuan note and handing it to Kavadola.

"No way, a discount is a discount. You are the future of the Federation." Kavadola couldn’t break his promise in the presence of an Upper God, so he forcefully found a fifty to give back.

The two then went back and forth over the fifty yuan for a bit, until finally, Kavadola accepted it, stating that if Glenn didn’t take it, he would no longer sell sweet potatoes there, forcing Glenn to keep it. fгeewebnovёl.com

Only after Glenn and his companions had left did Kavadola finally relax and wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.

Usually, when Glenn refused once, Kavadola would just accept it, but today was different.

On their way to the Clark residence, Teresa Wilson, holding a warm sweet potato, asked curiously, "Glenn, do you know the name of the man selling the sweet potatoes?"

Glenn shook his head: "Don’t know; he never said. I just know that people around here call him Old Kava."

Another beautiful girl giggled and said: "May, are you suspecting that the sweet potato salesman is related to Glenn because they both look so tall?"

The slightly shorter girl nodded in agreement: "I get that feeling too."

"Uh... Shouldn’t be, I guess. I’m this bulky because of my body’s talent from awakening, and my brother’s height is very normal," Glenn rubbed the back of his head.

"That seems about right," the three girls mused.

"Speaking of which, Jim, I heard everyone outside saying that your brother, the Divine Martial Throne, has entered the mythical world. Is that true?"

Glenn nodded: "Yeah, after dealing with the world’s anomalies, my brother went back there. I heard that our humans and different races are at war again there."

"Different races, huh? I’ve heard those monsters are even scarier than Unique Beasts, very frightening."

"No worries, those different races can only make small trouble in the mythical world. With my brother and other king-level figures suppressing them, they can’t stir up much trouble."

"In a couple of years, once I reach king-level through cultivation, I’ll rush over and join my brother in wiping them all out," Glenn said confidently.

Listening to Glenn talk about reaching king-level in a few years, the three girls not only didn’t think he was bragging but were full of confidence in him.

Teresa clenched her little fist: "Jim, keep it up. With your incredible talent, you’ll definitely make it, and you might not even need two years to break through to king-level."

"I feel Jim could break through to king-level in just a year and a half."

"Indeed, his brother is the Divine Martial Throne, an unprecedented monster who became a king in just one year."

As the group of four walked toward the Clark home, chatting away while munching on sweet potatoes, Jack Clark watched them with a quizzical look and retracted his will.

If he kept listening, he’d start to feel a bit embarrassed.

Truly, the naive have no fear of tigers. To the three girls, becoming a king seemed so easy, achievable within a year or two, completely unaware of how many cultivators this hurdle had stopped.

But it was normal for Glenn to be confident.

As an Innate Awakened One, he already had a high level of talent, almost certain to reach the Ninth Heavens. Moreover, he had a chance encounter, gaining the Talent Ability of Gigantification.

Plus, with the generous resources from his king-level brother and the new Body refining technique created, it was a conservative estimate that he could become a king within two years.

Slouching on the sofa, taking a break to rest and relax, Jack found himself slightly bored and switched on the television with the remote from the coffee table.

"Welcome to Cultivation Information. Yesterday evening, October 1st, a conflict broke out between cultivators in the subway of South City, causing extensive damage to public facilities. There have been no reports of ordinary people being injured."

"The relevant authorities repaired the damages last night, and law enforcement immediately acted, detaining the two advanced cultivators involved."

"The exact cause of the conflict has not been disclosed yet. Our station will keep a close eye on updates from the law enforcement department."