Card Apprentice Daily Log

Chapter 2339 Orbiumite

Date: Unspecified

Time: Unspecified

Location: Myriad Realms, Lil. Red Storm, Seed World, Trophy Section, Inter-realm city, Sector DS0909, Chaos Dwarven District, Unnamed Workshop-10101

”Who the fuck are you? Why would I show my Orbiumite to some stranger?” Wyatt snapped at the unknown dwarf. Looking around in panic, he hysterically yelled, ”Why am I not outside but here? Where is this? Did you kidnap me? Are you planning to steal my Orbiumite? Iʼll appeal to the Devil Merchant Code right away!”

Hearing Wyatt accuse it of being a kidnapper and a thief, the Chaos Dwarfʼs rage surged, and it was ready to explode. However, upon hearing Wyatt mention an appeal to the Devil Merchant Code, its arrogant, prideful, and enraged expression immediately deflated. The dwarf hurriedly begged, ”No, donʼt. Donʼt make an appeal. My workshop is one appeal away from being blacklisted.”

Wyatt raised an eyebrow at this revelation, wondering what kind of mess fate had dumped him into. For someone to be one step away from being blacklisted by the Devil Merchant Code-a notoriously profit-driven and lenient entity-they must have committed repeated egregious offenses. It was common knowledge that the Devil Merchant Code only blacklisted individuals or entities when their actions became so atrocious and frequent that no amount of offerings could sway the codeʼs judgment. To think, of all the Chaos Dwarves in this district, Wyatt had stumbled upon the black sheep of the Chaos Dwarven race. He could only conclude that fate was playing a cruel joke on him.

”What does that have to do with me? You fucking kidnapped me, and now youʼre trying to steal my Orbiumite. I will appeal to the Devil Merchant Code and get appropriate compensation for my troubles,” Wyatt said, indirectly hinting that the Chaos Dwarf could compensate him to avoid an appeal.

”Compensation? For what? All I did was take some of your time to view your Orbiumite. Besides, Iʼd rather make an offering to the Devil Merchant Code than compensate you for nothing,” the Chaos Dwarf retorted. Its tone made it clear that it wasnʼt joking-it meant every word. A thought crossed Wyattʼs mind: Donʼt tell me the only reason this workshop is one appeal away from being blacklisted is because this lunatic refuses to offer the Devil Merchant Code anything to overlook the previous appeals.

”Fine, just send me out without wasting any more of my time,” Wyatt replied, abandoning the idea of making an appeal. He realized he had little to gain from the situation. The quirky Chaos Dwarf he had encountered was simply unhinged. This fool was brazenly trying to fight the Devil Merchant Code on its own turf. Wyatt was surprised the dwarf had lasted this long-perhaps it had a strong backing. Not that it mattered to Wyatt. He already had enough insane people in his life; he didnʼt need to add this one to the list.

”Not until you show me the Orbiumite,” the Chaos Dwarf asserted. Wyatt was momentarily speechless, feeling more and more like he had been genuinely kidnapped. The Chaos Dwarfʼs lack of fear toward the Devil Merchant Code made Wyatt question the entire situation. Something about this felt deeply wrong.

”Fuck you, shorty,” Wyatt growled before submitting a detailed appeal to the Devil Merchant Code against Unnamed Workshop-10101. He had decided to teach the Chaos Dwarf a lesson.

”Who are you calling shorty, you freak? I am normal for my race, but you what race are you even? Donʼt tell me youʼre from some no-name race in a backward part of the myriad realms. If you donʼt want your realm to be destroyed, show me the Orbiumite,” the Chaos Dwarf threatened Wyatt.

Wyatt, however, didnʼt believe the dwarf could follow through on its threat. After all, the Chaos Dwarves werenʼt interested in destruction or conquest-they were creators at heart. They would rather spend their time and resources improving their craft than waste it on obliterating an unknown realm. Besides, while well-preserved Orbiumite ore was rare in the myriad realms, it wasnʼt valuable enough to justify going to war. ”Go ahead, try it. Iʼll find your tribe, chop every single one of them in front of you, and feed them to you raw,” Wyatt countered, testing the Chaos Dwarfʼs resolve. He wanted to judge if the dwarfʼs threats were serious based on its response.

”Oh yeah? Iʼll do the same!” the Chaos Dwarf retorted, its rage blinding it to the lack of originality in its threat. The response was clearly empty, merely an attempt to provoke Wyatt into revealing the Orbiumite.

Wyatt smirked in disdain at the Chaos Dwarfʼs hollow words. At that moment, he received a reply from the Devil Merchant Code regarding his appeal. Without warning, he was instantly teleported out of the workshop and onto the street in front of it, awaiting a formal hearing. Refusing to let the prior events affect his mood, Wyatt continued toward another workshop-this one situated on a main street and appearing far more larger in size.

To his surprise, the Chaos Dwarf followed him, complaining, ”You said you wouldnʼt make an appeal! You lied!”

”I didnʼt lie,” Wyatt replied coldly. ”You didnʼt appreciate the chance I gave you. Instead, you threatened me. You deserve the blacklist. Youʼve made me lose all the

trust your race has worked for millennia to build. Youʼre a stain on the Chaos Dwarven race,” he berated the Chaos Dwarf in the middle of the crowded street, drawing the attention of passersby.

Unhappy with how things were unfolding, the Chaos Dwarf yelled back, ”Show me the Orbiumite, or Iʼll have you banned from the Chaos Dwarven District!”

”Of all the millions of Chaos Dwarves in the world, why did I have to run into this fucker?” Wyatt exclaimed in exasperation. Turning to face the dwarf, he added, ”You donʼt have to ban me. I donʼt plan to visit the Chaos Dwarven District ever again.” With that, Wyatt head out of the district and decided to visit the popular corpse puppet seller recommended by reviews on the inter-realm network. He want to run into another eccentric Chaos Dwarf. Besides, with Clown Mask on his side, he didnʼt need to worry about being duped. He could simply purchase a corpse puppet from the most reputable boutique in the sector knowing it was the best deal he could get. However, to his astonishment, the Chaos Dwarf appeared in front of him yet again, blocking his path. ”No! You arenʼt allowed to leave the Chaos Dwarven District until you show me the Orbiumite!” the dwarf shouted.