The man was shaking with excitement as he spoke.
He had experienced it firsthand: opening a jar could genuinely change a person's destiny.
Felix: "..."
Seeing the man weeping with gratitude, the corner of Felix's mouth twitched.
A bit dramatic, aren't we? Teaching your grandkids to gamble?
A second later, the man grabbed his Fishing Gloves and ran out, eager to test them.
With his new culinary skills and the auto-fishing tool, he was confident he would earn his first pot of gold in no time!
"See? His luck was good, so he got good items."
Watching the man leave, Felix turned his gaze back to Childe and spoke slowly. "You might suspect I hired him as a plant."
"I believe you, Shopkeeper."
Childe didn't hesitate. He slapped down another 300,000 Mora. "Give me three more jars."
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Three jars shattered. Three items fell out.
A pitch-black pill.
A glass bottle filled with black liquid.
A rectangular red box.
Seeing these three items, Felix fell silent.
"Well? Shopkeeper."
Childe looked at the items with a smile. "What did I get this time?"
He didn't recognize any of them, so he turned to Felix for answers.
Internally, he breathed a sigh of relief. At least it wasn't a rusty sword or a flower.
These looked unique. Surely they were useful.
He waited expectantly for Felix's explanation.
Felix: "..."
Looking at the items, Felix's mouth twitched again.
He almost didn't have the heart to tell him.
Childe's luck was abysmal.
[Soldier Pill]: A special food from an unknown world that restores stamina.
[Invisible Ink]: Ink that writes transparently. Words only appear when wet.
[Pack of Hua Zi]: Cigarettes that bring physical and mental pleasure.
Felix shook his head. "The first is a Soldier Pill. Eat it to restore stamina and energy. Simple enough."
"The second is Invisible Ink. Anything written with it is invisible until water is applied."
"The third is a pack of cigarettes. Open it, light one up, and smoke it. Think of it as a type of tobacco pipe."
"That's it?"
Childe's eyes widened in disbelief. "I spent 500,000 Mora in total, and I got five useless items?"
He thought he had finally struck gold. Turns out it was just more trash.
He didn't need stamina pills or cigarettes.
And invisible ink? Snezhnaya had better spy tech than that.
He spent 300,000 Mora for this?
Childe's face went pitch black. Five hundred thousand down the drain.
Meanwhile, a random civilian spent 300,000 and got instant mastery skills and magical tools.
Why was the gap so huge?
"How can you say they're useless? These items have plenty of uses."
Felix shook his head, defending his goods. "Look at the Soldier Pill. Instant stamina recovery in battle? Is 100,000 Mora too much for a second wind?"
"The Invisible Ink is perfect for secret messages. No one else sells this here, so your enemies won't expect it."
"And the Hua Zi... it provides immense stress relief. For a wealthy smoker, paying 100,000 or even 200,000 for a premium smoke isn't unreasonable."
"You could easily resell these to recover your losses."
Felix explained with a straight face. Childe just stared at him, his expression dark.
Technically, the shopkeeper was right. But compared to his expectations? It was trash.
"Besides, you've only opened five jars. You still have five left. Why not buy five more?"
Felix looked at him earnestly. "If you pull something good, you'll make it all back. Is one million Mora a lot to you? Hardly. You probably spend that on a single meal."
"Everyone is limited to ten jars a week. You have five chances left. If you pull a Vision, or a stat-boosting pill, or Experience Orbs, you win big."
"Risk is part of the game. Fortune favors the bold. You can buy opportunities with Mora."
"Others stop at three because they can only afford three. You're different. You can buy six, nine, ten. You can use money to buy more chances. Just take five more."