My Anime Shopping Tree & My Cold Prodigy Wife!
Episode : 144

Chapter: 287

AURA was no longer a woman’s luxury. It was a household necessity for anyone who considered themselves anyone. It had conquered both sides of the domestic aisle.

The victory was absolute. The profits were staggering. And Lloyd Ferrum, watching the proceedings with Mei Jing from a high gallery overlooking the training hall, felt the familiar, satisfying chime in his mind as the last gold coin for the last pre-ordered Silken Bar was counted.

But this time, the feeling was different. It wasn't just about the money. It was about the beautiful, ruthless, undeniable elegance of a perfectly executed plan. He looked at Mei Jing, at the triumphant, predatory gleam in her dark eyes, and he knew, with absolute certainty, that he had found his perfect partner in commerce.

“Well,” he said, a slow, satisfied smile spreading across his face. “That went rather well, I think.”

“It was adequate, my lord,” Mei Jing replied, though the brilliant smile she gave him was anything but. “Now… shall we discuss our plans for cornering the market on bath oils?”

The empire was growing. And its future looked very bright, very clean, and very, very, profitable.

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The frantic, exhilarating chaos of the Silken Bar launch had finally begun to subside, replaced by the steady, satisfying hum of a business that had not just found its footing, but was now sprinting towards market dominance. The last of the initial, exclusive batch of the new bars had been sold, pre-orders were stacked to the rafters, and the AURA brand had cemented itself as the undisputed pinnacle of luxury and status in the capital.

Lloyd stood on the mezzanine of his manufactory, looking down at the smoothly operating production floor. The air, a fragrant blend of rosemary, almond, and curing soap, was the scent of victory. He felt a deep, bone-deep satisfaction, a sense of accomplishment that was as solid and real as the gleaming dispenser bottle in his hand. They had done it. Against all odds, against all expectations, they had built this.

It was in this quiet moment of reflection, as the last rays of the afternoon sun slanted through the high, dusty windows of the old mill, that he felt it.

A chime.

Not a physical sound, but a clear, resonant, almost triumphant chime that echoed solely within the confines of his mind. It was the System, announcing the conclusion of a long, arduous journey.

[System Notification: Primary Goal ‘Operation: Suds and Steel – The Foundation’ - Final Assessment Complete.]

Lloyd’s breath caught in his throat. His heart, which had been beating with the steady rhythm of a contented factory owner, suddenly began to hammer with a fierce, almost painful, anticipation.

[Analysis: User has successfully established a dedicated manufactory. User has commenced successful, consistent, large-scale production of multiple product lines (Hard Bar, Soft Soap Elixir). User has now achieved a new, significantly higher standard of product quality with the development and successful production of the ‘Silken Bar’.]

[Conclusion: All task parameters for ‘successful production’ have been met and exceeded. Objective 2 is now COMPLETE.]

[Primary Goal Fulfilled!]

He had done it. The Silken Bar, his team’s masterpiece of applied alchemy, had been the final, missing piece. It wasn’t just about sales; it was about quality. The System had been waiting for him to achieve not just success, but perfection.

A wave of pure, unadulterated relief, so potent it almost made him dizzy, washed over him. The lingering question, the gnawing unease that had been a shadow at the back of his mind for weeks, was finally, blessedly, answered.

And then came the rewards.

[Reward Issued: 1000 System Coins (SC)]

The number blazed in his mental vision, a glorious, beautiful, almost holy string of digits. One thousand. It was a fortune, an order of magnitude beyond anything he had previously received. It was enough to transform him from a clever upstart with a few neat tricks into a true power player. Ascension... High-level Void power rank-ups. It was all suddenly, tantalizingly, within reach.

His System balance, which he had been painstakingly, slowly, building through daily conversions and minor quests, exploded.

[Current System Coins: 170 (Previous) + 1000 (Reward) = 1170 SC]

One thousand, one hundred and seventy System Coins. He stared at the number, a slow, wide, almost disbelieving grin spreading across his face. He felt like a desert traveler who, after weeks of surviving on a few sips of water per day, had just stumbled upon a vast, clear, bottomless lake.

But the System wasn't finished.

[System Notification: Primary Goal reward protocol activated. New Permanent System Function Unlocked.]

A new tab, glowing with a soft, inviting, golden light, appeared on the main menu of his System interface. It was a single, simple, beautiful word.

[Farming]

Chapter: 288

This was it. The true prize. The game-changer. The function that promised to free him from the endless, dangerous grind for gold and coins. The key to sustainable, long-term power growth.

His relief and excitement were immense, a physical force that made him want to laugh, to shout, to run a victory lap around his soap-scented factory. All the hard work, the risks, the stress, the near-death experiences with giant snakes and enraged cousins—it had all been worth it. The foundation wasn't just laid; it was a fortress, built of steel and soap, and now, it was ready to be built upon, funded by a river of System Coins he had earned through sheer, audacious, innovative grit.

He immediately, instinctively, tried to access the new function. He focused his will on the glowing ‘Farming’ tab, eager to see what lay behind it, what miracles of passive income generation it offered.

A new prompt appeared, crisp and clinical, and a testament to the System’s ever-present, slightly infuriating, sense of cosmic capitalism.

[System Function: Farming]

[Description: Allows the User to establish and manage passive or active generation systems for System Coins and other valuable resources. Requires initial investment to unlock and operate.]

[Access Cost: 1000 System Coins to unlock the Farming Interface for the first time.]

[Subsequent Access Fee: 5 System Coins per entry.]

Lloyd’s triumphant grin faltered, then dissolved into a look of profound, almost comical, exasperation.

Of course.

Of course, it wasn't free. Of course, the key to unlocking the ultimate power-up function cost exactly the same amount as the massive reward he had just received for unlocking it. The System giveth, and the System immediately presenteth an invoice for services rendered. It was the ultimate cosmic bait-and-switch.

He stared at the prompt, a slow, weary, yet strangely amused, sigh escaping him. “You are a cruel, brilliant, utterly infuriating bastard, you know that, System?” he muttered to the empty air. It was a perfect, self-contained loop. He needed the factory to complete the task. He completed the task to get the reward. And he needed the reward to pay the entry fee for the new function that the task had unlocked. It was a beautiful, elegant, and deeply, deeply, annoying piece of game design.

He thought about it. Spend the one thousand coins now? Unlock the Farming function, see what it offered, and begin the process of building a passive income stream? It was tempting. Incredibly tempting. The promise of generating coins without having to risk his life in cursed forests or negotiate with disguised kings was almost irresistible.

But the eighty-year-old pragmatist, the soldier who had learned the value of a strategic reserve the hard way, held him back.

He had 1170 SC. Spending a thousand now would leave him with 170. A respectable sum, yes, but not a fortune. Not a true buffer against the unknown threats that he now knew were lurking in the shadows. Ben Ferrum’s warning still echoed in his mind. The ghosts of his past were out there. And they were strong.

What if he needed that thousand coins for an emergency? A high-level Void power rank-up to survive a sudden assassination attempt? A last-ditch Transcendence for Fang Fairy in the middle of a battle he couldn't win?

No. The Farming function was a long-term investment. A luxury. Right now, his priority was immediate, applicable power and security. Unlocking it could wait. Just a little longer. Until he had a larger cushion, a greater sense of security.

He turned away from the mental interface, a newfound sense of calm settling over him. The foundation was secure. The resources were there. The path was clear. The frustration of the lingering task was gone, replaced by the quiet, satisfying certainty of a job well and truly done.

He had built his engine. Now, it was time to let it run.

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The triumph of completing the System’s foundational task had settled into a quiet, confident hum that resonated through the entire AURA enterprise. The pressure was off. The thousand-coin reward sat in Lloyd’s mental account like a reassuringly heavy gold bar, a strategic reserve that granted him a new level of operational freedom. He could finally breathe. He could plan. He could think beyond the next desperate scramble for coins.

The factory, now free from the frantic pressure of R&D, focused on what it did best: production. Under Jasmin’s steady hand, the process was a model of efficiency. The clanking of Borin’s stirring mechanism, the quiet focus of Alaric’s quality control station, the scent of rosemary and almond—it was the soothing, productive rhythm of a successful business.

Lloyd was in his office, reviewing production schedules with Mei Jing, when the summons came.