"Chocolate! They have chocolate!" Alyana gushes, hugging the aisle filled with chocolate bars and candies.

"Hey! Stop hogging all the chocolate!" Ceryse was trying to wrestle Alyana away from the chocolate.

"Ah... coffee." Wallace spoke softly, almost inaudibly.

"Candy meat! Candy meat. Sweet and salty candy meat." Hrothgar sang rather badly while chewing on candied beef jerky.

"You got lots of spirits here. Beer and wine... what is this 'vodka'? And 'gin'?"

"Vodka and gin are strong, distilled spirits. They are made by fermenting a boiled mash, potatoes for vodka and barley or other types of grains for gin. Then distilled via a special method, concentrating the alcohol in them. Making them much more stronger than other types of drinks."

"Stronger ones?"

"Yes. Those two are at least 10 times more potent than beer for the same amount."

"That is good!"

"Before you open that and drink the contents, please proceed to the counter." I pointed at the cash register counter. "And pay for those items. That includes you, Hrothgar. Pay up first before you empty that bag and much that all."

"But Hrothgar eat!"

"Hrothgar won't eat anything else until Hrothgar pays." Oh god... I'm copying the man-child already.

"...okay."

"Good boy." I really need a pet. Like a cute puppy.

A gigantic, muscle-bound grown-up man should act all cute. like that. He even has that killer 'Puppy Eyes'.

GAH! Turn it off! Turn it off!

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"All of these items amounts to... 5 small gold Royals, 7 large silver Nobilitas, and 25 small copper Serfs. Exact amount only, I'm afraid. I don't have the correct currency for this world yet." Which is worth 570250 Credits for me.

"Here." Ceryse pulls out a small bag from underneath her robes. Then fishing out the exact amount for payment.

They sure bought a lot of stuff, nearly clearing out my shelves AND my stock room of all perishables and even some of my modern gadgets. They took all the food. Candies, chocolates, all manner of beverages in bottles and cans, all alcoholic beverages... even a few flashlights and batteries. And a Swiss Army Knife from the tools section that I included on the store on a whim. Thorgum insulted the quality of the tools, him being a master blacksmith himself, but he was intrigued with the multiple functions of the Swiss Army Knife. He plans to make an improved version of it.

And I capitalized on it, by making a contract with him that names me as the 'patent holder' of the product. Giving me a 55 royalty on every one he or anyone he teaches about it.

How were they able to lug all of those around? Bags of Holding. Wonderful things... Bags of Holding. They were able to stuff all of the items they bought in a single bag no larger than my head. The greatest wonder of magical enchantment right there, in my opinion.

"The prices are cheaper for this amount of food and drinks we bought." Alyana spoke.

"Yes... I thought we would have to pay up to 10 times the amount we paid."

"Wonders of my world's highly specialized production capability. Without monsters and magic, the humans in my world adapted by making technology. And technology improvement is really fast. So fast that we need less and less people to produce a certain amount of goods. Because of this, we can produce vast amounts of goods for a fraction of the cost."

"That is amazing! Do you think we could apply this to our world."

"Maybe? I don't know. I'm not an expert in production, so I don't know how they do it."

"Your world must be so nice. No monsters, plentiful food...."

"No magic. Pollution. Widespread destruction of the ecosystem."

And then Hrothgar interrupted us, while he was happily munching away on his second bag of beef jerky.

"Dry meat is hot! Mouth is burning. But good!" Rejoice, my child, for you have learned the wonders of spicy food!

Good thing, too. I really don't want to discuss what world is best. It's not that I don't want to spread the advancements Earth enjoys. But what would be the consequences of placing that knowledge on their hands? I don't intend to find out.

"Yes... owner has a good collection of spicy food." Wallace spoke approvingly, while munching Korean-style spicy chips.

"It's even better with beer. Here, have some!" Thorgum interjected, drinking beer like there was no tomorrow.

"Thank you."

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"Beer! Hrothgar want one too!"

"Here you go, boy!"

"Cold!"

"And that makes beer better."

"Yes! Cold beer better."

"Gentlemen... the store is not the place for you to drink alcohol. You are causing a disturbance. If you want, you can go back to the diner. Or even better, rent one of the rooms. They have nice clean beds and sheet. Plus air conditioning, bathrooms with hot and cold showers, and free complementary breakfast."

"Your rooms has showers?" Ceryse asked.

"All of the motel rooms have hot and cold showers."

"Then the price must be really extravagant!" She replied.

"One large Nobilita for the single room. One large Nobilita and five small silver Guilders for the double and couple rooms. Three large Nobilitas for the group room for up to five people."

"It's very cheap!" Alyana exclaimed

"Our society has advanced to the point where what was once luxuries for the nobility and the rich is now acessible for almost everyone."

"That sounds wonderful. A society where anyone can have anything."

"Not really anything. It's aceessible but not completely available. A person would still have to pay for them. But much more cheaper than what would it cost several hundred years ago."

"That is really amazing. Can you tell us more about your world?"

"I guess I could."

Great, intellectual discussions. Oh boy... thinking about the consequences of this action just makes my head hurt.

"So what means you will stay here for the night?" Damn me and my bleeding heart.

"Yes, thank you." Ceryse replied gratefully." Well... fuck it. In for a penny, in for a pound - as our cousins over the pond would say.

"Very well. Follow me. I'll write down your names in the registry first, and then take you to your rooms. I will arrange a group room for the gentlemen and a double room for the ladies."

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I had the beg off and take my leave from Ceryse and Alyana. It already 12 midnight and I need my shuteye. And I'm having a migraine from the information I had to dredge up from the depths of my mind.

Well... at least I learned quite a lot about their world.

It is named Alterras. A world much like our Earth, but much larger. Almost 10 times the surface area of Earth. And every biome and ecosystem that exists on Earth exists on Alterra. Plus a few more like floating islands, a sea of magma, even a very extensive underground where close relatives of our dinosaurs can be found.

The society is mostly High Middle Ages with a large heaping serving of magic and monsters. All of the countries and states are ruled by a monarch of one type or the other. Hereditary nobility mostly by male primogeniture, although females are not barred from them if they are the only remaining direct heirs. And there are lots of races that exists on their world.

Human, elves, dwarves, orcs, goblins, beast-kin, giants, and kobolds. And that's only for the civilized races. There are tens of thousands of monster species and many more subspecies that live and roam the wild areas of their planet. And there are also Dungeons that exists there.

They even have their own Pantheon of Gods who are quite active in their participation in the world's affair. For example, Hrothgar. He's an Avatar, a person chosen by a God to represent him to the world. Don't be fooled by his childish demeanor. He's one of the best fighters or their world and has a keen mind on the arts of warfare.

All in all, a standard Fantasy world of sword and magic. Wish I could go there. But I'm stuck here until I can fulfill several conditions. Like getting more employees and even a manager to handle the place while I'm off gallivanting somewhere. And completing other requests given to me by the Preservers.

But for now... sleep. Glorious, wondrous sleep. Need my 'ZZZzzz's' to handle the next day coming.

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"Hrothgar hungry!"

"Here you go then. Blueberry waffles and crispy bacon."

"Keep it down, you childish buffoon! Me head's hurting! Argh!" Thorgum shouted, holding his head while blearily looking at us.

"That would be due to the large amount of empty alcohol bottles on your room. Here, drink lots of water and eat this. Lots of potassium in hat dish. You'll need it to at least lower your headache down. I'll give you aspirin, but I don't know if there will be side-effects from you being a different race from us humans. And I'm not being racist. It's difficult to just give medicine to others if you don't know how their bodies will react."

"What would I give for a magical hangover cure...."

"Sorry Thorgum. Even Master Lysendir has been looking for that too, but no luck."

"Heh, your Master is reaching for a lofty goal indeed."

"But for now, just eat and drink. You'll feel better after your stomach is filled."

"That it will. That it will...."

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"Good bye to you ladies and gentlemen. Come back whenever you want. The doors of Mike's Resting Place is always open to all of you."

"Bye Mike. Hrothgar will miss food! Hrothgar will miss Mike. But Big Brother Kallax wants me go hunt monsters." Your god must be so casual for you to call him that. Or He just doesn't care because you're His Avatar.

"It's just for now. You know you can always come back anytime."

"Yes! Hrothgar come back! Hrothgar bring big meat! Then Mike cook big meat for me."

"Come on, you big lump. The faster we do your God's task, the faster we can come back."

"Yes, Thorgum right. Hrothgar kill monster fast, then come back fast."

"Then good luck Hrothgar. May you come back here safe and sound."

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Aaaahhh silence... what a glorious sound it is.

It's not that I don't like dealing with them. I really do like those people quite a lot. Especially Hrothgar. He's from a rare breed of men who enjoys the simple things in life. No worries or anything like that. Just living his life to the fullest.

And with that's done, I earned quite a lot from their stay. A grand total of 1394200 Credits all in all. They even raided my newly-restocked store, emptying it once again. I may have spent more than seven hundred thousand Credits to restock the store and the diner, but it's all worth it.

What can I buy with this kind of cash? Robots and drones of all manners and functions to run the place? But they're too costly. The cheapest one is the mule drone, which grabs, carries and drops items from one place to the other. And it already costs 500000 Credits to buy for such limited functionality.

Or I can install more amenities for this place. Like additional items for sale on the store. Or more recipes for the diner. Or even a Hearthstone Shrine that will allow other to come here directly without looking for this place in random locations in the multiverse.

Or stumbling onto this by sheer blind luck while they were searching for an inn on the road.

Wait a minute.... One hundred thousand Credits for a Firearm Sales License? Sold!

Plus another 100k Credits for a tamper-proof, thief-proof, damage-proof gun display case. I'll just place the gun display case behind the counter for now. Then fill it up with simple guns for now. Like pistols and shotguns, plus ammunition.

And that took my remaining Credits to just above sixty thousand. Yeesh, I'm poor again.

Oh... there are more customers coming.

Wait a fucking minute! Why am I now dealing with a spaceship. When did I jumped from fantasy to sci-fi?

Oh right... multiverse. I keep forgetting about that.

Well there's nothing more to be done other than greeting my new guests.

It's really a good thing the Preservers included a Multiversal Translator to the gift I received from them. Or I don't know how I can speak to them.

"Welcome to Mike's Resting Stop. How may I serve you?"