There was an oversight.
Luca had a nagging feeling he had forgotten something important. Today was Friday, and he spent about two days running around like a diligent student.
The instructors were wondering where such a studious student came from.
When they lectured, Luca would approach them by the end of the class to clarify specific points or ask about technological advancements or historical designs.
The teachers wondered if that was just how heirs were raised because the child wanted to know about things that weren’t even realized in the present.
No wonder families like theirs stay on top. With such a mind for innovation, they’d always be able to keep their noble status in Solaris, where contribution is the basis of status.
His presence was refreshing, especially for those who taught lectures and did not teach practical or hands-on subjects. Most aspiring mecha pilots have no patience to sit and learn from books, so they usually end up with students who don’t bother to participate.
While the instructors now looked at Luca a bit differently from before, his diligence had again caught the attention of his classmates, who assumed he was sucking up to the teachers.
Maybe he wants to be the teacher’s pet?
They had their own conjectures but were now afraid of voicing them out, especially after Noah’s fall from grace.
He was ranked 11th but couldn’t beat Luca, so what chance did the others have?
At one point, they even thought that Luca might have bribed Noah to let him win, but then they saw how Noah still flinched at the mere sight of Luca.
So, most decided to keep it to themselves unless something came up.
But the diligent student couldn’t care less. He had a goal and needed to learn and train to even qualify.
Typically, two days wouldn’t amount to much, especially for someone who had to start with elementary knowledge. But Luca wasn’t doing it normally.
This was something he learned from the inmates he encountered before.
The old man taught him how to inscribe knowledge into his mind and sea of consciousness by using spiritual energy when learning. It was like tagging knowledge and cementing it there so you don’t lose it to short-term memory.
Luca learned this way and was so pleased with the freedom to learn without someone threatening him with electrocution.
He was so pleased that he forgot to restock his online shop.
Across the Empire, people were leaving comments requesting for Star Mall officials to check on the hottest vendor.
Livestreamer Dylan was certainly one of them. He was especially anxious when he realized that the clips from his initial live broadcast had spread far and wide and weren’t representative of his current feelings and opinions.
Dylan repented every day and even went live several times to explain what had happened. However, he was still fixated on the possibility that he had hurt the seller’s feelings, which caused him to quit his business.
But in reality, the seller was just too immersed in his little world to realize it until D-29 reminded him late.
"I apologize, Host. I removed the reminders because they might bother you while you were using your abilities." This sounded like a legitimate reason, so Luca accepted it.
Then, he logged on to Star Mall and saw a flood of messages asking for restocking dates, more products, and more inventory.
The general concept of the messages was: More, more, more!
"Oh no! Hmm. It seems like we have a few angry customers." Luca was apologetic because, this time, it was his fault. Though he didn’t really announce his restocking schedule, it might have gone longer if not for D-29 remembering.
He worked diligently and harvested the ones that looked normal to him (ehem).
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