The Witcher: The Journey to Transcendence from Marvel...

Chapter 200 Big Shopping Spree

The market was filled with a dazzling array of goods, and the merchants were enthusiastically trying to attract customers.

People's clothing was also in the medieval style, with gorgeous robes, exquisite armor, and flowing capes, showcasing a unique classical beauty.

The people of Asgard are very warlike; even ordinary men carry weapons.

Those weapons were either sharp longswords, heavy battle axes, or exquisite crossbows.

The weapon is exquisitely crafted and exudes a powerful aura.

Wes had only been out for a short while when he witnessed several fights.

The people fighting were full of passion and fighting spirit; they brandished their weapons and unleashed their power to the fullest.

Instead of stopping them, the people around them cheered them on.

This martial atmosphere allowed Wes to experience the bravery and generosity of the Asgardians.

This may be related to the long lifespan of the Asgardians.

An ordinary Asgardian can easily live for thousands of years.

Such a long lifespan gave them ample time to experience life and pass on their culture.

This also led to their advanced and stable civilization.

They achieved remarkable success in various fields such as technology, magic, and art, and have continuously passed on and developed these achievements over the long years.

Life moves at a slow pace, and people leisurely enjoy every moment of life.

They can spend years creating a beautiful work of art, or months preparing for a grand celebration.

After Odin defeated the Frost Giants, Dark Elves, and other powerful enemies and unified the Nine Realms, the Asgardians began to enjoy life.

They were immersed in the joy of victory and felt the peace that peace brought.

Their customs have never changed; those ancient traditions, rituals, and festivals provide a reason to hold a feast every day.

Weiss strolled into a herbal medicine shop.

Although the storefront of this herbal medicine shop is unassuming, it exudes an ancient and mysterious aura.

A wooden sign hangs above the shop entrance, engraved with some peculiar symbols and patterns, which makes people curious about the items inside.

"Hello, stranger." A pleasant voice came from behind.

The shop owner is a woman who looks young but is actually estimated to be over a thousand years old.

She has a beautiful face, and her eyes reveal the wisdom and composure that comes with the passage of time.

Her long, silky hair was casually draped over her shoulders, and she wore an antique-style robe embroidered with exquisite patterns.

"I smell a potion." Wes squinted slightly, carefully sniffing the air.

He has a keen sense of potions and can easily distinguish the taste and effects of different potions.

"Are you a wizard too?"

Wes nodded. "I want to see what's different about the herbs in Asgard."

Different worlds have different herbs and magic, and these differences may bring him new inspiration and gains.

The shop owner enthusiastically began to introduce the shop to Wes.

She pointed to the various herbs displayed on the counter and named them one by one, describing their characteristics.

Some of the herbs had names that differed from those that Wes was familiar with, but their appearances were only slightly different.

While there are some differences in their medicinal properties, they are generally similar.

"The herbs I have here are of the highest quality; these are the finest from Vanaheim and Elfheim," the shop owner said with pride.

Wes sniffed the herbs.

He could sense the powerful magic and vitality contained within these herbs.

"These herbs are at least a hundred years old."

The Asgardians' lifespans differed from the world they were familiar with, leading to a different concept of time for them.

In Asgard, a hundred-year-old herb might be just an ordinary item, but in the world of Harry Potter, these herbs would cause a frenzy.

Wes no longer hesitated.

He knew that these herbs were a rare treasure to him.

"Do you buy gold here?" he asked.

"Of course." The shop owner nodded with a smile.

Without hesitation, Weiss emptied the herbal shop.

When he left the herbal shop, the shopkeeper gave him two books: "The Great Encyclopedia of Herbs" and "Introduction to Potions".

Looking at the two books in his hands, the antique covers and mysterious text aroused a strong sense of curiosity in him.

He gently turned the pages, feeling the texture of the paper.

"Maybe I should go to the bookstore," Weiss muttered to himself.

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

Weiss asked passersby for directions to the bookstore.

Fortunately, he met a very kind Asgardian.

The passerby smiled and warmly pointed out the way for Wes.

He even offered to take Wes there.

Weiss gratefully accepted his kindness and followed the helpful passerby through the bustling street toward the bookstore.

Soon, they arrived at the bookstore.

Although this bookstore is not large, it is filled with a strong aroma of books.

The bookshelves were filled with all sorts of books, from ancient legends to mysterious magic manuals.

As soon as Weiss entered the bookstore, he was attracted by its rich collection of books.

His eyes scanned the bookshelf quickly, his heart filled with excitement.

This time, without any preamble, Wes said directly to the bookstore owner, "Give me one of every kind of book."

The bookstore owner thought he had misheard. He stared at Wes with wide eyes and a look of astonishment on his face.

"What did you say? You want one of every kind of book?" the shopkeeper asked again to confirm.

Wes nodded firmly and repeated his request.

The shop owner was overjoyed; he hadn't expected to encounter such a generous customer today.

"Great! These books have been gathering dust in the warehouse."

The boss said excitedly.

It seems that the Asgardians don't really like learning, and these books haven't received enough attention here.

Afterwards, Wes went on a shopping spree at the Asgardian market.

He was fascinated by every new and interesting item.

If Wes had never seen anything before, he bought it all, regardless of whether it was useful or not.

He wandered among the various stalls, selecting items he liked.

He acquired all those exquisite handicrafts, mysterious magical items, and unique herbs.

Weiss's collection of gold bars dwindled, but he didn't care.

At this moment, a large group of well-equipped Asgardian warriors, led by Sif, arrived at the bustling market.

The warriors of Asgard were clad in armor that gleamed with metallic luster, their helmets adorned with ornate and imposing decorations, and the weapons in their hands exuded a powerful aura.

They marched in unison, each step brimming with power, showcasing the formidable strength of Asgard.

(End of this chapter)