Danheng could not understand it. Why would anyone make a model of something like a trash can and sell it?
"Ah? You mean that, sir?"
Seeing Danheng's gaze settle on the trash can model, the shopkeeper looked somewhat embarrassed.
"I'm truly sorry. It came as a freebie with the shipment. I have no idea why, among a whole pile of soul beast models, there was a trash can model mixed in."
"Then why did you put it somewhere so conspicuous?"
"To attract customers, of course."
The shopkeeper's matter-of-fact reply nearly choked Danheng. Still, placing a trash can model directly opposite the store entrance really could attract curious customers.
Like Danheng.
Or a certain Stellar Core weirdo.
"Is this for sale?"
"Ah?"
This time, it was the shopkeeper's turn to choke. He had never imagined that someone would one day want to buy a trash can model.
"Sir, are you... sure?"
The shopkeeper stammered. He truly could not understand why a fine young man like Danheng would want a trash can model.
Surely it was not meant as a gift?
Who would want a trash can model?!
"Of course. It's a gift."
"Ah?"
The shopkeeper was completely dumbfounded. Was he sick, or was Danheng sick? He was really going to give someone a trash can model?
"Are you selling it or not?"
"Uh, yes. Of course I'm selling it."
For some reason, after packaging up the trash can model, the shopkeeper actually felt a little reluctant to sell it.
No, why would he be reluctant to part with a trash can model?
Vaguely, the shopkeeper felt as though a shackle deep within his mind had been unlocked, as if he had discovered an entirely new world.
"Take the money."
Only when Danheng took the model and placed the Gold Soul Coins