Noah Steele moved through the wholesale market with practiced ease, weaving between stalls as if he owned the place.
Vegetables. Meat. Seafood.
He paused, examined, discarded—then selected with absolute certainty.
With Insight active, every ingredient revealed itself to him. Freshness, quality, origin—nothing escaped his perception. What he bought wasn’t just good; it was the best the market had to offer.
This was the largest wholesale market in ZB City. If something edible existed, it could be found here.
Noah worked efficiently, filling his cart again and again. By the time he was done, he had selected over a dozen kinds of vegetables alone. He made three or four trips back and forth to his car before everything was finally loaded.
Satisfied, he closed the trunk and drove off.
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