The Jar Merchant and [Magic Type]

The Inner World, the S-rank Highest-Tier Station.

With a faint flash of white light, Bai Zhi appeared here.

The Ticket he received actually departed at 10:00 AM, but because he had some things to take care of in the Inner World, he simply said a few words to the Campus Belle who were busy tidying up the villa, and then set off directly into the Inner World.

But just as he appeared, a figure flew over from the side and nearly hit him.

"Well..."

Turning back to look at the Player who had flown into the Waiting Area and knocked over a row of chairs, Bai Zhi's expression became rather strange.

He recognized this guy. It was this unlucky fellow who got a shot from that White-haired Man in Sunglasses in the Infirmary. He was the one who brought the guy out of the Infirmary. The eye patch over his left eye made him quite recognizable.

So, what did this unlucky guy do to deserve this?

Looking in the direction the other party had flown from, Bai Zhi saw the jar Merchant with a jar on his head leisurely clapping his hands at the supermarket entrance.

Seeing him look over, the jar Merchant also looked in his direction and then waved to him very enthusiastically.

"Esteemed guest, would you like to buy one hundred jars for ten ten-pull draws? There's a chance to get Epic Grade Item from those jars!"

"No thanks, I don't have that kind of spare money."

He pursed his lips, rolled his eyes inwardly, Bai Zhi walked towards the supermarket.

He had considered using the [Failed Writer] Skill to increase his chances of getting Item from jars, but after spending nearly 1500 points of Spiritual Energy last time and only getting a broken slipper, he stopped doing such pointless things.

As for that unlucky Player lying motionless on the ground, who seemed to have been thrown out by the jar Merchant... well, he shouldn't die anytime soon, there's Infirmary nearby.

"Dear guest, if you don't have cash, you can use your points to offset the cost."

Even after being openly rejected, the jar Merchant didn't seem to give up and continued to enthusiastically promote his jars.

"The jar that originally cost 100 Game Coins can now be bought for just one point! That's a really good deal."

"I'm saving my points to buy Equipment, how could I possibly spend them on something like this?"

Rolling his eyes, Bai Zhi leaned against the counter with one hand and asked the jar Merchant, who had returned to the counter, with a hint of curiosity.

"By the way, what did that guy do earlier? Did he make you angry?"

Perhaps because it was still early, there were only a few scattered people at the Station, less than five or six in total. There were a few people shopping together at the supermarket, and a few more at the Infirmary over there.

As for the Ticket Sales Station, they are still marked as under construction.

"That customer... he's annoying."

The can Merchant turned and glanced outside the supermarket, nodded, but didn't say anything more.

"Sir, is there anything I can help you with? How about buying a jar first?"

"I'd like a weapon that's suitable for close to mid-range combat. Do you have any recommendations?"

Bai Zhi tapped the counter with his finger and asked the jar Merchant in front of him a question.

"If you can give me a good suggestion, I wouldn't mind buying ten jars."

"Melee weapons... Do you know how to fight?"

It seemed that his second half of the sentence had an effect, because after staring at him for a moment, the jar Merchant suddenly asked this question.

"Hmm, not really... Does knowing the Lightning Five Whips skill count?"

In a sense, Bai Zhi really doesn't know how to fight. Although he relies on his superhuman attributes and his God's Perspective on the space around him... not knowing how to fight is not knowing how to fight, and there's no use saying anything. He simply doesn't know any fighting skills.

"Lightning Five Whips, Jie Hua Fa?"

With his arms crossed and chin resting on one hand, the jar Merchant calmly spoke after a moment's thought.

"Tian Hou, a coach will arrive at the Virtual Gym. You can spend points to learn relevant fighting techniques and combat methods from him... This is a perk exclusive to S-rank Station. As Player, certain fighting and combat skills are essential."

As he spoke, the jar Merchant pulled out a jar from somewhere, smashed it, took out a pure Black Handgun from inside, and then pushed it in front of Bai Zhi.

"As for now, since you know absolutely no combat skills, using any melee weapon would be futile. So I'd recommend you use a gun—it's straightforward, violent, simple, and direct. What do you think of this gun?"

[Item Name: Magic Type]

[Type: Weapon]

[Quality: Elite]

[Weight: 1g]

[Effective range: 200m]

[Durability: 100/100]

[Special Effect ①: Hundred Changes. Ignite, Poison, Penetrate, Tear, Freeze, Explosion, Converge, Holy Light, Burn, Shock... a total of 100 Negative Effect. The fired Bullet will randomly be imbued with one or more of these Negative Effect.]

[Special Effect 2: Unlimited. Unlimited Bullet, no reloading required.]

[Special Effect ③: Support. There is a chance that multiple Bullet will be fired after each Bullet is fired.]

[Consumption:: 20 Spiritual Energy /shot, 10 Spiritual Energy /shot, none.]

[Equipment Requirements: Constitution ≥ 20.]

[Note:: With this gun, you will become a true Magic Gunner.]

"You gave it to me?"

Upon seeing the attributes of the all -Black Handgun in front of him, Bai Zhi's eyes immediately lit up.

It was just a casual question, but unexpectedly, I actually got a pleasant surprise from the jar Merchant.

"No, I just wanted to show you."

The jar Merchant waved the [Magic Type] in front of him and then took it back. He beckoned, and a brand new empty jar appeared beside him. Then, in front of Bai Zhi, the jar Merchant put the Handgun into the jar.

"If you want this [Magic Type], then come buy a jar. There are definitely no empty ones!"

"That's not very interesting. Name your price."

After secretly trying to alter the so-called probability using the [Failed Writer], Bai Zhi discovered that the Spiritual Energy Value required to open the Handgun from 100 jars was a terrifying 50,000 points. Bai Zhi shook his head slightly.

"Since you've brought out this Handgun, it means you're definitely interested in making a deal, right? What do you need?"

"Sir, you previously agreed to buy ten jars."

With a single gesture, the jar Merchant put it away again, offering a reminder.

"Trust your luck; what if you manage to open one of these ten jars?"

"That makes sense... I'll give it a try."

With his eyes half-closed, Bai Zhi paid the other party 1000 Game Coins, then bought ten jars, and opened them in front of the other party.

Five Apple, a pair of slippers, a cushion, three Diary... that was all he got from opening the jar.

Of these ten Item, apart from the pillow, which is a common- Level item [Sleep-Inducing Pillow], the rest are all common items.

"What a pity, sir. If you had bought another 100 jars, you might have had a chance to get that Handgun."

He casually brushed away the broken pieces and residue left on the table after opening the jars, shook his head, and spoke in a very Merchant tone.

"Would you like another 100 jars, sir?"

"No, thank you. Let's talk about the [Magic Type] matter instead."

Rolling his eyes, Bai Zhi spoke.

"Just tell me straight, what do you want in exchange for selling me that Handgun?"

"You don't have what I need right now, but I can rent it to you for free for the time limit of three Dungeon."

Shaking his head, the jar Merchant held up one finger.

"If you manage to obtain anything from the Dungeon during this time, I'll give you this Handgun."

"What is it?"

Bai Zhi raised an eyebrow slightly.

"A stone."