In a sudden bursting birth of innovation, new items and businesses started popping up all around the City.

A new generator that could power a home for up to a year, through the power of Focus Shard, was the hot topic for many days.

Then came Dirgens’ Inner Power Weapons, which he updated almost on a daily basis.

Great Inner Fire Weapons Company, hadn’t come up with so many new and interesting items, as it was doing now, in a very long time.

Not only that, I had caught wind of a business that Dirgen owned, that had surprised even me.

It seemed he had entered the restaurant business, and new and peculiar restaurants were popping up all over the City.

They were called Inner Energy Food Restaurants, and after enquiring about it for some time, I had come to the conclusion that they were an effort to make a profit off of the Inner Fat formula I had revealed.

The restaurants claimed that they could improve your chances of sensing Inner Energy, and becoming a Practitioner, or if you were already a Practitioner, it would help improve your training and constitution.

Whether all of that was true, I had no idea, as I had never tested it out myself, and there was a good reason for that, as the Inner Fat Formula was full of Inner Metals.

Whether Dirgen had found a way to purge the fat of such contents or not, or whether he cared, was something only time would reveal.

But I wasn't willing to take a chance so I never ate at those restaurants.

But people around the City loved them, and for many days those who had aspirations of becoming a Practitioner, but not the talent, or had failed in sensing Inner Energy before their patience ran out, were wasting all their money eating every day in those restaurants.

The new inventions didn’t end there.

A business that sold Autorollers suddenly became the talk of the town, since they now produced a new type of vehicle, a Focus Shard Powered Autoroller.

Not only was it affordable compared to other Autorollers, it also could drive much longer than what the other Autorollers could drive.

Even better, the manufacturing of the vehicles was in Martial Citadel itself.

The common civilians were in awe and extremely proud of such a piece of technology.

They had no idea their City was capable of producing such things.

Beyond that even more things took hold of the citizens' money pouches.

I saw many Martial Arts Schools and Martial Businesses roll out their own brand of Inner Resin.

Whether any of them had improved upon my formula, or whether any of the brands differed in any way, I could not tell, but the effect was still the same.

It was a good sealer and bonder, that gave items Inner Energy properties temporarily.

Suddenly Inner Energy Resin was the item no Martial Artists could be without.

It was to the point that Martial Citadel Experts viewed it in the same category as essentials, like food, money, and shelter.

Not only was it relatively affordable, the amount of uses they found for it was great.

For those Experts and Martial Artists who couldn't afford an Inner Power Weapon, or even an Inner Energy Adapter; or worse still be unable to wield Inner Energy, in order to only have to buy the cheaper first generation Inner Energy Weapons, Inner Energy Resin became priceless.

It gave you the ability to access a similar type of weapon and function at a fraction of the cost, for as long as you had Resin with you.

Even though the effect was temporary, you could just reapply the Resin to gain the effect once more.

And it wasn’t only on one weapon, they could use it on as many weapons that they had or could carry.

Suddenly a normal unranked Martial Artist with a common weapon, became a bigger threat than one could imagine.

Crazy stories of Martial Experts defeating a more powerful Expert when traveling on a mission, or Martial Experts just barely surviving a near death experience thanks to the item, started to spread throughout the City.

The love and value for the item was only surpassed by that of the Focus Shard.

But then even in some regards and instances, Inner Energy Resin could be seen to hold a lot more value, since although Focus Shards in a matter of days had become an almost ubiquitous currency within the City, it eventually became harder and harder to get your hands on one of the precious crystals.

Inner Resin on the other hand was in abundance, as many places within the City sold it.

You could get it at small, big, or private Martial Stores, you could get it from Practitioner Organizations, you could get it from Apothecarys, you could get it from Weapon Shops, you could even get it from Banks.

If one was willing to look you would be almost guaranteed to find a good deal on a portion of Inner Resin.

And so Inner Resin was the primary resource struggling Martial Clubs, lower level Organizations and Institutions, and the Poor in general would aim to acquire.

It fulfilled so many needs, and gave them so many opportunities, that one couldn’t find a home in the Slum that didn’t own a batch of Inner Energy Resin.

Because of it, despite their poverty, their Martial Culture and Groups had become that much more valuable and respectable.

Nobody could look down on them so easily anymore.

I myself didn’t anticipate Inner Resin to hold so much value.

But I was still in the beginning phases of my Practitioner career, so I still lacked wisdom on the true value of certain items and Practitioners' needs.

The rise in Inner Energy items and technology made it so that my shop, which eventually became nothing more than a common item shop, became forgotten.

I didn’t really mind, I had had my time in the spotlight, I was happy for the City's growth and success, and I even felt a sense of accomplishment, since I knew I had a great hand in creating the new state Martial Citadel could find itself in today.

The only thing that irritated me was that now I was stuck with a bunch of trash.

The hardest things I had a hard time getting rid of were the items I had made out of the common materials like baskets, clay pots and tools, small beast pelt pouches, bone tools, less desirable meats, beast parts and organs, and some of the basic cheaper weapons I had made.

In an effort to make use of all the materials I had collected, I now owned a bunch of items that brought me little benefit in my journey.

Eventually I started grabbing a lot of the stuff, and started giving it away to friends and people I had acquainted with in the Slum neighborhood.

Many of the kids in the Slum really liked me, as every so often knowing that I was a genuine Martial Expert they would ask me for pointers and advice, and I would oblige.

Eventually I established a good friendship with them, to the point where they would help me with many of my endeavors and interests, such as specified resource collecting, transportation and logistics , information, and most of the time just a friendly helping hand.

I had grown to appreciate them and they were in reality the true reason why I had wanted to help the City.

Even though I had seen the benefits my attributed knowledge to the City had brought to them, I still wanted to give them something that would be of direct benefit to them.