The Motivation to Sell Jars

Chapter 6: The Motivation to Sell Jars

The effect was immediate.

The moment the necklace was placed around her neck, Tsunade clearly felt something different.

Most notably, those memories that had once been unbearably painful whenever she recalled them were still painful now, but they no longer brought with them that despair she could neither accept nor endure.

It was as if—

On a cliff, she had grabbed the last straw. Beneath her lay an abyss thousands of feet deep, yet she still refused to give up.

"This is courage."

She murmured to herself, her eyes reddening despite herself.

She could faintly feel it now.

Why Nawaki had charged forward, why Dan Katō had thrown himself into danger without hesitation.

To protect the things that had to be protected, to keep moving forward despite pain, crisis, and despair—that was courage.

"Tsunade-sama?" Shizune looked at Tsunade with both pity and concern.

She had never seen Tsunade cry. Even when drinking alone in silence, Tsunade had never shed a tear.

Tsunade seemed to react.

She looked at her fair arm. Suddenly, the finger bearing bright-red nail polish slashed hard across it.

Her skin split, and dark blood flowed out.

"Tsunade-sama!" Shizune cried out and rushed over, intending to stop the bleeding.

"Shizune!" Tsunade called out sharply.

Shizune froze, staring at Tsunade's stern expression.

She knew very well.

Tsunade-sama's Hemophobia meant that the moment she saw blood, she would become so frightened that her entire body trembled.

Wait—

Shizune suddenly realized.

There was no trembling.

At that moment, Tsunade was staring fixedly at her own arm, at the bright-red blood. Fear still lingered in her eyes—the fear of the pain she had felt when she lost someone important that day.

But there was no trembling!

Shen Mo took small sips of wine, a nearly imperceptible smile at the corner of his mouth.

Just as expected.

The Cross of Courage was just like the Courage Aura of a DNF priest—a positive buff.

Tsunade's Hemophobia had originally been a psychological reaction. With the added effect, her resistance to fear had increased.

Even though it had not been completely cured,

she only needed some time to practice, adapt, and adjust her mindset. Complete recovery was merely a matter of time.

He wondered what kind of expression Orochimaru would have when he came knocking, bit his finger, and discovered that Tsunade was no longer afraid—and that she had gained a whole collection of powerful potions.

But that had nothing to do with him.

While Tsunade was still working hard to overcome her Hemophobia, Shen Mo also began tallying up today's gains.

In total, he had obtained goods worth 10.4 million from Tsunade, equivalent to 600,000 Trading Points.

The cost, including the Pottery Jar and everything else, came to roughly 150,000 Trading Points.

That was a pure profit of 450,000 Trading Points.

A threefold profit!

Sure enough, selling jars was the proper path to trade. It was a business capable of squeezing every last coin out of someone else's hands!

It was just a pity that Tsunade was poorer than he had imagined.

Shen Mo examined several of the items he valued most.

The Dark-Dark Fruit was worth 21 million Trading Points.

Wolverine's Immortality was worth 11 million.

Professor X's Telekinesis was worth 17 million.

Damn it.

All the powerful and impressive abilities cost more than ten million Trading Points. But if he did not find the corresponding fantasy world and instead used Trading Points to customize the goods, the price would double. It simply was not worth it.

He was still poor.

Although he could choose some less powerful goods, he knew his own circumstances best.

Shen Mo knew very clearly that he had no combat awareness and was not interested in fighting. His definition of an ability was self-preservation. After all, not everyone was a righteous person like Tsunade. If the person he had met today had been Orochimaru, all he could have done was spend the rest of his money to escape.

What about purchasing a subordinate?

If he was unwilling to fight himself, buying a powerful and loyal subordinate would not be a bad choice.

A figure suddenly flashed through Shen Mo's mind—a character he really liked.

Strategic All-Purpose Angel—Ikaros.

The Queen of the Sky from Heaven's Lost Property. She was immensely powerful, and most importantly—

She was beautiful.

She had a docile personality. Once she acknowledged her master, she would be very obedient and could be trained. She was exactly the type Shen Mo liked.

He quickly checked.

Sure enough, there was one.

The price was 82 million!

Shen Mo put in considerable effort to keep his expression from changing.

Why was she so much more expensive? Professor X's Telekinesis only cost a little over ten million.

After spending some time examining it carefully, he finally understood.

Whether it was a fruit or an ability, it was merely a potential—a potential that could grow. Its specific upper limit still depended on its owner developing and improving it to reach such heights. That was also why Wolverine's Immortality cost more than ten million—because this one did not need to grow.

Looking at the various goods in his mind,

Shen Mo suddenly found himself filled with motivation.

Make money and buy Ikaros!

"Miss Tsunade." He looked at Tsunade, who had already turned her gaze away and was letting Shizune treat her arm, then handed her something. "Please keep this."

"What is this?" Tsunade reached out and took it.

Although her face was still somewhat pale, she now truly understood how miraculous the goods sold by this man were.

It was only a necklace.

Yet it had actually given her courage.

The item in her hand, meanwhile, was a delicate Badge. Its design was identical to the mark that had previously appeared on Shen Mo's forehead.

The All-Knowing All-Seeing Eye.

"This is a Badge that only Second-Level Customers are qualified to possess. It's used for communication." Shen Mo explained, "You only need to input a small amount of Chakra to notify me. If you want to buy more jars in the future, Miss Tsunade, you can contact me through this."

This thing was quite expensive, worth a full 3,000 Trading Points, mainly because it had been customized.

But it was worth it.

Although Tsunade had no money at the moment, given her status and abilities, making money would be easy.

She was a high-quality customer.

"Oh? Are you leaving?"

Tsunade toyed with the Badge, unable to tell what material it was made of.

"I'm a merchant, after all." Shen Mo smiled, making his meaning clear.

You have no money left.

Why would I stay?

"This mark." Tsunade braced her hand against her leg and leaned slightly forward, her dark-gold eyes reflecting Shen Mo's figure. "You call it the All-Knowing All-Seeing Eye. Does that mean the jars you sell can accomplish anything at all?"

Tsunade now carried an invisible pressure.

There was not the slightest hint of drunkenness in her.

Had the Cross of Courage helped her emerge somewhat from that state of despair?

Shen Mo silently exchanged 3,000 Trading Points for an Adamantine Talisman and placed it inside his robes.

Then he glanced at the teleportation item in his shopping cart.

After a moment of silence, he felt that the time had come.

Time to give her a little shock.

He smiled and said, "I don't know whether they can do absolutely anything, but among the jars I've sold, many people have opened impossible miracles."

"For example?" Tsunade pressed.

Shen Mo looked into her eyes and slowly uttered one word:

"Resurrection."

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