I Can Upgrade My Talent In Everything

"So that's the case. " Fein finally understood why the clerk knew the degu society. He smiled at him with his eyebrows raised, "But aren't you also one?"

The clerk froze in his steps. He looked at Fein with surprise, "you have the eye of true sight!?"

'What the fuck is the eye of true sight?' Fein thought in his head.

"Although I don't know what eyes are talking about, I can determine when someone just used an ability on me," Fein smirked.

The clerk didn't know what to say after he was found out, so he could only apologize.

"Sorry, If I used my ability without your permission. But don't worry, my ability doesn't have any negative effects on the body. It only let me see the measurement of your body."

"Don't worry, I'm not a fickle person, that's just a small matter." Fein shrugged casually.

The clerk nodded with a smile.

Just like that, the two of them stood in front of the room.

The clerk opened the door, revealing a formal suit with different colors, ranging from red, black, and blue.

"It's the best seller in our store. Nobles and degu users alike come here personally." The clerk explains.

The clerk took out a set of clothes on the side. He looked at Fein up and down while nodding his head from time to time.

'The fuck?' Fein looked at the clerk weirdly.

After a few minutes, he walked in front of Fein and handed him a set of clothes. "Try this for now. I think it would suit you, as it was the closest size that I could find here. Finding the perfect size for a golden ratio body isn't easy, so we have to customize clothes that would fit you."

'He already determined what clothes would suit me?' Fein became impressed at the professionalism of the clerk showed. 'No wonder all people with high status come here.

He also wants to complain about the golden ratio body that he had. 'It seems my S-rank talent has also affected my body proportions.'

Fein looked at the eight people in the room as him. They wore white clothes embellished with shining jewelry that dazzled his eyes.

Their vests were embroidered with golden seams that surrounded the whole side of the clothing.

He looked at their neatly styled hair and sparkling faces that were free of blemishes. The eight had a pocket watch on their chest. Just looking at them in the distance, he could already feel a hint of arrogance and aloofness, as if they were above everyone.

Fein shook his head and took the set of clothes in the hand of the clerk. "Where's your dressing room?" he looked at the clerk and asked.

The clerk pointed at the rectangular door in the corner of the room. A white cloth covered its side with flowery designs.

"Well, I'll try these first." Fein quickly excused himself to the clerk. He walked briskly to the dressing room. Fein passed by the eight people. He could even smell a powerful scent of perfume on their bodies.

The eight people didn't even notice Fein because of his soundless footsteps.

Fein brushed past every suit on the way. The aesthetic background gave him a feeling that he was a model walking on a red carpet.

When Fein was only one step closer to the white cloth at the entrance of the dressing room. He swept it at the side carefully and went inside with the set of clothes in his right hand.

He saw several zig-zag lines etched on the walls. 'The owner of this shop really knows his thing.'

Fein glanced at the navy blue suit and navy blue pants. And there are brown shoes to go with it.

He started to take out the black suit on his body and proceeded to his black pants and black shoes.

*Sigh*

"Attending a birthday is always problematic." Fein sighed.

Fein suddenly remembered an event in his past life where he had to buy his own suit. He had to let the staff take his measurements first manually, and what's funny, it was a woman that did the measurements and she even have to measure his weiner for accurate results. He was astounded at that time! One can imagine how embarrassing it was. Fortunately, his heavenly dragon could topple the heavens and the mountain with the majesty it possessed.

'Damn, it's a good and bad memory at that same time.' Fein can still remember how he aimed the right spots accurately. The moan of the woman could send any man to the heavenly paradise!

It's a wonderful memory because he managed to unwind. And it's bad due to the troublesome process of thinking of the style that would suit him.

After thinking of the nostalgic memory, he turned his head to the mirror on his side. A golden frame enveloped it with red ornaments on its four corners. On its left side stood a container with a bunch of clothes inside.

Fein threw all his clothes onto it using a standard basketball posture.

'Three points!' Fein smiled as he saw his clothes accurately land in the center of the container.

Fein couldn't help but sigh at his childishness. 'I 'really miss playing basketball

"Well, I should get going to finish this quickly," Fein muttered in his heart.

He slid the black navy suit to his arm onto his body, then he buttoned it from the top to the bottom until the last button.

After this, he raised his feet alternately and slid his pants up to his waist, and he immediately put on the brown shoes.

He looked at the mirror. He gasped when he saw the difference between his before and after!

If he looked intelligent with his style earlier, now he looks

like a refined gentleman with an aura of a business tycoon in his past life.

'Damn, won't they rob me if I walk in the streets like this?' Fein chuckled in his heart. 'Well, that is, if they could survive for three seconds in front of me.'