Starting the Game with Godlike Vision-Chapter 36 - The Insufferable Thermos

Most of the stall owners were part-timers.

After looting items they couldn't use from dungeons, they avoided selling to greedy middlemen and set up shop themselves.

The items on display were few—each stall rarely showcased more than five.

If you came across one with a large selection, it was likely run by a professional dealer.

Such vendors bought and sold items, but haggling was an art. The final price depended entirely on how skilled you were at bargaining.

It wasn't long before Zuo Chengan noticed a green-quality, blade-like item that caught his eye.

Thanks to his Eye of Truth, he could see an item's details without touching it.

[Headless Butcher's Cleaver (Green)]

[Category: Weapon]

[Effect: +18 Attack Power (Max: 30). The more enemies defeated within an hour, the higher the attack power, up to the maximum of 30.]

[Restriction: A heavy aura of resentment clings to this blade. Without proper suppression, there is a 3% chance per kill of a Mind debuff.]

[Description: "Hahaha! Am I insane? Yes, I'm insane! Farewell, pathetic world!"]

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The Eye of Truth also revealed that the cleaver originated from the dungeon 2-1424 Crematorium for Man and Beast.

A quality item like this never lacked buyers.

Surrounding the stall were not only Zuo Chengan and Tian Wenliang but also a gray-hooded player aggressively negotiating with the vendor over the same cleaver.

"499? You think this is some online shopping platform where you get discounts by sharing a link? I'll give you 200 at most!"

The stall owner, also cloaked in gray and exuding an air of mystery, had a middle-aged voice. "200? You want a green-quality item for 200 credits? Dream on."

The haggler pressed on, clearly experienced. "Look at the side effects. It can reduce the Mind stat! You've done Level 2 dungeons—you know how dangerous that is."

The vendor tried to defend the item. "It says you can suppress the effects with other tools. Just get a protective talisman or a peachwood sword."

"Easier said than done! Anything tied to the supernatural costs a fortune. A Green talisman alone costs more than two of these cleavers. It's like buying a phone just for the case!"

The vendor, momentarily speechless, waved his hand in frustration. "450, lowest I can go. For its power, it's top-notch among Green items. Take it or leave it."

Supernatural dungeons were the bane of most players. Even with guides, few dared venture into them.

Without the right tools, you were utterly helpless against apparitions.

This scarcity of willing participants created a market where supernatural-related gear was in short supply.

"250!" The player upped his bid slightly.

"430," the vendor replied grudgingly.

"280."

The vendor snapped, "Lowest I'll go is 380! I almost got split in half getting this from the butcher. I barely made it out alive, dragging my intestines behind me! Offering any less would insult my sacrifice."

"Fine, fine, 380."

As the deal concluded, Zuo Chengan stepped forward—not to outbid the player, as the cleaver's price was far beyond his means, but to inquire about another item at the stall: a small, cylindrical object resembling a stainless steel thermos.

"How much for this?"

The stall owner glanced at the item Zuo Chengan was pointing at and grimaced. "179. I'm not explaining it—have a touch on the item for yourself."

Zuo Chengan understood the vendor's awkward reaction as soon as he read the item name.

[The Insufferable Thermos (White)]

[Category: Tool]

[Effect: Stores up to six liters of liquid.]

[Limitations: Flashy design and style.]

[Description: "With this in hand, you're the snazziest person with the biggest pension!"]

…

This thermos originated from the dungeon 1-0093 Urban Courier, where players could obtain it by completing a specific delivery side quest.

The thermos was highly practical, often sought after by guilds prepping for survival-oriented dungeons. Fill it with lightly sugared or salted water before venturing out, and even in the worst-case scenario, survival would be manageable.

However, 179 credits for a thermos? That was outrageous—equivalent to the price of top-tier healing items.

Tian Wenliang chimed in, "That dungeon's long gone. 1-0093 Urban Courier was closed years ago, making this thermos a rare collectible."

"Wait, old dungeons get shut down? How many have been closed?" Zuo Chengan asked.

Tian Wenliang thought for a moment. "Level 1 dungeons: anything below #1000 is closed. For Level 2s, it's below #400. Level 3 dungeons? Only 10 have been retired. For higher tiers, I haven't seen any dungeon closures yet."

The higher the dungeon tier, the fewer there were. Level 1 dungeons numbered nearly 5,000, Level 2 almost 3,000, and Level 3 just over 1,000. Zuo Chengan hadn't even seen higher-level dungeons in the Instance Hall—probably due to their rarity.

…

If this were just an ordinary item, the price might have seemed ridiculous. But for a discontinued, one-of-a-kind relic that would never be reproduced, 179 credits for the collector's edition thermos was… somewhat reasonable.

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Still, when it came to buying anything—no matter how cheap—it was always worth trying to haggle first.

Zuo Chengan followed the example of the player who had just walked away with the Butcher's Cleaver and went in for a ruthless price cut.

"80 credits. Deal?"

It was a brutal lowball. The vendor didn't even hesitate. "No."

"Then what's your absolute lowest?"

"179."

Unlike others, Zuo Chengan hadn't bothered disguising himself under a hooded cloak. The vendor took one look at his young face and assumed he didn't know how to bargain, so he stubbornly held his ground.

But Zuo Chengan wasn't about to humor that. Without another word, he turned on his heel and walked away, Tian Wenliang following close behind.

At the end of the day, it was just a liquid container. For that price, he could easily buy a small storage-type item, which would be far more useful than a thermos that could only hold water.

A smart vendor would have budged a little after the first offer. If he refused to lower the price at all, it meant one of two things: either he didn't care whether the deal went through, or he was hoping to fleece an easy target.

Watching his customer walk away, the vendor caved. "Alright, 175! If you're serious about buying, I can't go lower than that!"

Zuo Chengan ignored him, opting to explore other options.

What he really needed was a container for tomato paste. A thermos could work in a pinch, but the thick consistency of the paste meant that if there wasn't enough inside, it would be nearly impossible to pour out—a disaster in an emergency.

Ideally, he wanted something like a soap dispenser—a simple press, and out came the contents.

If it weren't for the rule that only dungeon-related items could be brought inside, he would've just bought a perfect container from a regular store ages ago.

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