Fenrir leaned back in his chair, massaging his temples as he glanced at the flood of system notifications.
He had just sent two Recovery Potions to Fredric as per their agreement—he still honored his contracts, after all—and then watched as the remaining five potions vanished from the market in seconds.
The system interface blinked with countless messages: buyers were angry, frustrated, and desperate.
Many of them hadn't even had a chance to click "purchase" before the stock had disappeared.
Most of the complaints, however, weren't about the potion's quality—everyone who managed to buy one praised it as miraculous.
The real issue was supply.
People begged the elusive 'Mr. X' to consider alternative selling methods.
The top suggestion? An auction system.
Fenrir considered it for a moment. It wasn't a bad idea. Especially if he put a few on both sides.
He could drive prices even higher while reducing the hassle of direct listings.
