Starting the Game with Godlike Vision

Chapter 38 - Little Seven

The scrambled code weapon might be valued at 120 credits, but that worth only mattered if it could be sold. Otherwise, it was just a worthless trinket.

The Swift Rat Dagger, however, was a different story. Its sleek, compact design made it easy to hide and highly appealing. Players with assassination skills or those who needed agility in cramped spaces often favored such a weapon, making it a quick sell.

After all, in the dungeons, weapons and items were consumables.

No one could guarantee that their weapon would survive a dungeon unscathed. Hence, it was wise to carry backups, backups for the backups, and even backups for those backups—just in case of unexpected mishaps.

When it came to items, more was always better.

The stall owner hesitated for a moment before agreeing to the trade.

With the game maintaining order, once a deal was struck, there was no need to worry about reneging.

This was why players in the market boldly displayed their items without any protective measures, unconcerned about theft.

The transaction was simple: one hand exchanged credits; the other handed over the goods.

Zuo Chengan parted with 100 credits and the Swift Rat Dagger, acquiring Flying Pebble and *&·#* in return.

Gripping the wrapped, non-slip handle, he gave it a few experimental swings.

The weapon had a hefty feel, and if not for his recent strength upgrade to 20 points, even wielding it might have been a challenge.

As he ran his fingers over the metallic body, he found himself growing fonder of it. Calling it the garbled item didn't seem right.

And calling it an iron piece wasn't entirely accurate either—it was over a finger thick and blunt-edged, more like a ruler than a blade.

It deserved a proper name.

Since it came from 7-015 Godforge, then... let's call it Little Seven.

After settling the bill with Tian Wenliang, who had accompanied him on his shopping spree, Zuo Chengan returned home.

He diluted his homemade tomato paste with water and poured it into the Insufferable Thermos.

Dilution was a plan he'd conceived before buying the flask. Solid tomato paste was difficult to pour out, but thinning it made it easier to handle.

The trade-off was a reduced healing effect. To achieve the same recovery, he'd have to consume more of the diluted paste.

It was hard to say whether this was an improvement or a deterioration.

...

In the days that followed, Zuo Chengan spent most of his time resting in his room, striving to recover his mental strength.

Suddenly, her blank stare turned into focus. She spoke to the other. "He agreed."

Zheng Ren sighed in relief. "Phew~ That's great. Having a top-tier player lead us will make the next dungeon a breeze."

Li Yueqiu patted her chest. "You said it!"

"We're all new to the game, so how come he's already a top-tier player while we're still stuck spinning our wheels?"

The two exchanged a glance and sighed.

...

Envy aside, the half-hour deadline was tight, so they quickly began packing.

Both rolled up the mats they had been sleeping on for the past few days and covered them with dust covers.

Li Yueqiu then turned to a dozing woman nearby. "Aunt Xu, we'll leave our mats with you."

Li Yueqiu's sweet demeanor and sincere eyes had quickly won over the players in the area. She had even helped out Zheng Ren, who had spent all his credits on healing and was left penniless.

Still wearing the bloodstained shirt from his beginner dungeon, Zheng Ren couldn't afford a change of clothes.

Li Yueqiu had lent him credit to buy the Wanderer's Kit—a ground mat, a mini pot, and a box of ten assorted instant noodles, all for just one credit after rounding down.

Compared to clothes, securing food and shelter came first.

As for water, they could fetch it from the park's central fountain. The game didn't prohibit it.

...

On their way to the dungeon lobby, Li Yueqiu couldn't hold back her curiosity. "What exactly happened in your last dungeon? How did you end up spending over 40 credits on recovery?"

Zheng Ren fumbled for words.

Li Yueqiu pressed, "I had sinusitis, malnutrition, hormonal imbalance, cavities, mild myopia, and more, yet it only cost me 15 credits to recover. What on earth did you do to rack up 40?"

Zheng Ren avoided her gaze. "It's... a long story."

"Ahhh..." Li Yueqiu dragged out her sigh. "Then make it short! But you really had it rough—thinking you'd earn more points, only to end up back at square one."

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