"Here is your stanesa dust," said the man with jelly-like skin and gave me the leather pouch filled with while-blue dust.
"Thank you," I said to him and walked away from his shop. This is the fourteenth item, sensed by my core; it had appeared in the market six minutes ago and I brought it immediately.
I have been in the market for more than five and a half hours and I have brought many things.
Not only the things desired by my core, but also the ones I need.
There are still many things I have to buy, but I will do it later. First, I need to rest; I am tired. While I could continue, I don't want to; I have already stretched enough.
It is a dangerous environment, and I would need to be prepared at every moment. In such a tired state, I will not be able to continue for long if we get attacked now.
So, resting is important.
