Fifty years after Robin entered the Middle Belt — within the vast expanse of his soul domain "Here you go," Robin said calmly, his voice steady despite the visible exhaustion in his eyes. "This is the finalized solution to Request #334. It was a floating-type commission this time—a rather vague one, honestly. The goal was to create a region of extremely fertile land on a planet deemed completely uninhabitable." He paused for a moment, then continued with a subtle nod. "The budget was 2.5 million, so I poured everything into crafting a colossal-grade formation. I embedded within it runes of minor Laws of Life and Time. Once activated, this array doesn't just enrich the soil enough to grow ancient, rare herbs… no, it does far more than that. It generates a massive, self-sustaining dome, large enough to shelter an entire city. Even if the rest of the planet turns into a burning inferno, this dome will remain untouched… serene and secure." A radiant orb of light emerged from Robin's palm and floated gracefully toward a large mirror before him. He folded his arms, exhaling slowly. "I also enhanced it with early warning systems for natural disasters and a self-feeding energy conduit that extracts power from the planet's atmosphere. Its only significant vulnerability lies in direct strikes from World Cataclysm-level individuals—but… well, that kind of scenario wasn't within the scope of the request, was it?" The fairy, hovering nearby, accepted the glowing sphere with reverence. Her hands trembled ever so slightly as she activated a projection behind her—a brilliant white realm filled with glowing arrays and sigils. Her eyes widened at the sheer complexity. She whispered as though afraid to disturb its grandeur. Then she compressed the projection back into a compact seal and turned to Robin, her expression distant with awe. <…You didn't receive even a basic framework from the requester, did you? This entire design—it's your original work, isn't it?> "Exactly, It was a plea to create something like that." Robin replied with a tired smile. "Maybe that's why he was willing to pay a lot for it~" Though he smiled, it was clear the formation had drained him. This wasn't the product of a few weeks or months—it had consumed three full years of his life. Robin simply shrugged again, unconcerned with the grand implications. "Well, congratulations to the client, then." He had already begun considering the next request in the long queue of commissions awaiting his mind. But the sprite's tone suddenly turned serious—uncharacteristically so. Her voice dropped slightly. Robin raised an eyebrow. "What are you trying to say?" She leaned forward with a glint in her eyes. "You want to put it in an auction?" She continued, her voice clear with ambition. Robin chuckled softly, shaking his head. "As expected from the minds behind the Soul society. When it comes to profit… you people are unmatched. Maybe I should just send you Emily to teach her a little hehe." He spoke half-jokingly, but his mind was already processing her words at blinding speed. "…Alright," he finally said. "I'll leave it in your hands. But under one condition—send a copy of the formation to the original client, and at the same price we'll list it in the store. Don't list it at one million and still charge him the full 2.5. If anything, offer him a discount. It was his idea, after all." In truth, this wasn't Robin's first attempt at such a formation. Years ago, he had developed a similar foundation on Planet Gudah, constructing initial settlement zones infused with temporal laws. But over the past three years, he had expanded upon that seed of an idea—refining it, reshaping it—until it evolved into something far greater. What once served to nurture small colonies… could now sustain entire civilizations. And most importantly… the array now bore fifth-stage runes of multiple heavenly laws—runes of such complexity and depth that Robin had only begun to understand them during the long years he spent painstakingly building this formation. It was not merely a tool; it had become a testament to his evolving mastery, the crystallization of decades of experience and insight. With a single clap of her delicate hands, the fairy declared, Robin raised a brow slightly, studying her in silence for a few moments. "I've always been curious… What are you, exactly? You're far too intelligent to be a mere construct of soul force… and yet, you don't feel like a living creature either." Her smile deepened, eyes glinting like stardust. "Friendship Credit?" Robin echoed, intrigued. "You're saying I can ask for anything?" Robin asked again, half-joking, half-curious. Robin gave a slight nod, then cast a glance at his own balance of energy pearls—an enormous, jaw-dropping amount. A small smirk played on his lips. "Alright then… I want to hire a Royal Soul Master to forge a custom key—one specifically tailored to break an Eternal Stillness Curse that has bound my closest friend. Is that something you can arrange? I've searched for fifty years, and not once has such a service been offered, even in whispers." The fairy looked down, her cheerful demeanor briefly vanishing as her voice dropped an octave. It was as if even speaking of such beings invoked a sense of reverence. Robin chuckled quietly. "So the almighty Friendship Credit can't do everything, huh?" Truth was, Robin hadn't just spent fifty years completing contracts. He had meticulously combed through the Soul society's archives, dissected every feature, explored every offering. He had already bought dozens of rare and ancient artifacts—many of which had been created by Royal Soul Masters—but he had never seen an open service listing by one. Even the so-called great soul master gathering that Renara once hinted at? Robin had monitored the system obsessively ever since, and not a single Royal Soul Master had appeared there. She hesitated for a breath, then pointed at him again, more firmly this time. "What kind of proposal?" Robin asked, now fully attentive. The fairy pointed to Robin's huge energy pearl balance, "...And what do I get in return?" Robin asked calmly. He knew this would mean tireless work, countless sleepless nights, a grind bordering on madness—but he also knew the rewards would be more than worth it. Her words came slow and heavy—measured. "…Then we have a deal." ------------------------------- "Huh? What's this? A planetary array capable of terraforming dead, inhospitable worlds…?" "Wait, who's the seller? 'Human'? That can't be a real name." "No… it's him! The one from the Chamber of Truth!!" "Inform the guildmaster immediately—HUMAN HAS BEGUN SELLING TO THE PUBLIC!!"