Lilith leaned forward, eyes wide. "Holy shit… This thing is real?"
"Told you," Peter said. "No cap."
She reached out like she was gonna poke it, but her fingers passed through. Just visuals. No touch controls. "It's like a spiritual browser tab."
Peter chuckled. "Exactly. Interdimensional Amazon, but I'm the one doing the shipping."
Lilith glanced at him again. "This is insane. And what the hell is Obsidian Drip Dimension? That sounds like a nightclub made of haunted mirrors."
Peter smirked. "It does, right? I picked it just because of the name. If we end up dying there, at least we'll die aesthetically."
[Ding!
[Second Gift Unlocked: 100,000 Spirit Verse Stones (SVS)]
Peter blinked.
Lilith blinked.
Then they both looked at each other like the system had just offered them a box of chocolate laced with nuclear launch codes.
"…So like… money?" Lilith said slowly, squinting at the floating number like it owed her rent.
Peter mentally clicked on the SVS Balance—and this time, hallelujah, it actually opened something.
*
[Spirit Verse Stones (SVS):
An interdimensional currency accepted across various worlds connected to the Traverse Trade System. Can be used to purchase items, technologies, natural resources, knowledge fragments, and more. All payments for sold goods will also return in SVS unless otherwise exchanged. Trader cannot physically touch SVS but may use them for transactions instantly via System Interface.
*
Peter tilted his head. "Okay, yeah. Definitely money. Just… the magical black card version."
Lilith gave a proud nod. "Universal cash. That's kinda hot."
"Right? I feel like a galactic sugar daddy now."
*
Ding!
[Reminder: The Trader cannot physically touch SVS. All transactions are processed through the system.]
"Yeah, I got it, bro," Peter muttered. "No flexing the space dollars."
*
[Ding!
Third Gift Unlocked: Pseudo Mind
*A passive ability allowing the Trader to comprehend, process, and retain all forms of information with minimal effort. All data acquired is permanently stored and instantly accessible. The Trader may intuitively understand unknown items, devices, languages, and concepts associated with trade.
Upgradeable: Higher versions can be unlocked under specific conditions.
*
Peter barely had time to read the last word before reality slapped him across the face. His head snapped back like he'd just taken a shot of divine tequila laced with quantum algebra. His knees buckled, and he dropped, palms hitting the concrete as his brain detonated inside his skull.
"F-FUCK—!"
It was like every book, every article, every random-ass Wikipedia rabbit hole, every anime lore dump, every high school formula, every forgotten K-drama quote, every cursed fact from YouTube late at night—it all came back. At once.
He gripped his head, teeth clenched, sweat pouring down his face like his brain was buffering in 10K resolution.
Lilith screamed. "Peter?! What the hell?!"
She dove next to him, yanking him into her arms like a panicked girlfriend from a webtoon. He could feel her hugging him tight, trying to ground him while his mind went full loading screen.
"Shitshitshit, breathe! Peter, breathe! You're not allowed to die again, you whore!"
"I-I'm not dying!" he grunted through clenched teeth. "Just… my fucking brain's… getting upgraded like an illegal RAM chip!"
And then—
*
Ding!
[Establishing Realmlink…]
*
The sound rang through both their minds like a choir of cosmic tech support angels. Peter gasped sharply, eyes wide, pupils dilated like he just remembered everything from birth to last Tuesday's bad decisions.
He slumped against her chest, still panting, voice hoarse. "…I know calculus again."
Lilith blinked. "Oh my god."
He looked up at her, eyes twitching. "And Latin. Why do I know Latin?! I failed Latin."
Lilith stared down at him, cradling his sweaty mess of a face. "Dude, you're a walking flash drive."
He weakly nodded. "A sexy one."
She rolled her eyes but didn't let go. "You're a damn space librarian now."
"Interdimensional scholar, thank you very much."
They both collapsed into awkward laughter, even as his head still felt like a microwave had gone off in his cerebrum.
*
Ding!
[Realmlink: Establishing… Complete.]
*
The notification rang out like the system had just dropped a USB cable into the cosmos. Peter, still leaning against Lilith like his brain had been microwaved on high, squinted at the fresh glowing tab now floating in his interface.
He mentally tapped on it.
*
[Realmlink:
The core link between the Trader and the Infinite Trade Network. Grants access to:
The Interworld Market Place (sell, buy, bid, exchange)
Infinity World Chat Group (multi-world communication & intel sharing)
Access point: Any personal digital device (phone, laptop, tablet, etc.) via thought projection
Available worlds limited to unlocked slots. Trader can expand access by unlocking new worlds.
*
Peter and Lilith both stared at the floating description.
"…Okay, that's actually kind of badass," he muttered. "So I've got eBay, Amazon, and Discord rolled into one… except it's for aliens and gods and demon CEOs?"
Lilith snorted. "Dude, it literally said infinity worlds. You might be trading with an elf king or some jellyfish creature with six degrees."
He nodded slowly. "Yeah. Marketplace to sell my stuff… chat group to spy on buyers and know trends. Only issue—I'm locked to three worlds for now."
"But for now," Lilith pointed out. "You'll unlock more."
He nodded. "Eventually I'll be vibing across hundreds. Hell, maybe thousands. They did say 'infinity.'"
Peter's fingers twitched in the air like he was mentally navigating a cosmic touchscreen. "Okay, System. How exactly do I make a trade? Like… what's the delivery process? How do I get paid? Is this some drop-shipping sorcery or what?"
*
Ding!
[Trader Inquiry Detected… Responding.]
[Answer:Each Trader possesses a unique Trader Code granted upon system activation. This code is irreplaceable and tied to your Mind and Trader status. Only those with a Trader Code are permitted to SELL within the Marketplace. 99% of users are buyers only, making demand exceedingly high. And all goods almost on demand every time. Your Trader Code also validates all transactions across all connected worlds.
Additionally, you possess a virtual Universal Card. This is your primary payment and purchase tool within the Trade System.
Receives payment in SVS only
Processes purchases instantly
Currently available only in virtual form. Physical manifestation requires higher TAL and specific milestones!]
*
Peter blinked.
Once.
Twice.
Then looked at Lilith. "…So I'm basically part of some exclusive black market for space nerds, and I got the VIP card straight out the gate."
Lilith grinned. "And almost nobody else can sell? Damn. You're like the only plug in a world full of addicts."
Peter's mouth curled into a slow, dangerous smirk. "Exactly. The entire goddamn multiverse is hungry…"
He tapped the air again, pulling up the gleaming Universal Card in his mind. It floated there like a platinum visa forged by the gods—subtle, stylish, untouchable.
"…And I'm the motherfucking supplier."