[Suit Gangster]

Old Man Yu rarely had a chance to show off, and he went on and on without stopping:

"This 'Suit Thug' is a mysterious item. Once you put it on, even a scholar instantly turns into a thug, mastering combat skills in no time—one man taking on ten. And once it's on, it no longer feels like paper; it looks like a real suit. It adds to your looks, absolutely stunningly handsome."

Chen Miemie immediately started buttering him up: "I never would have guessed, Old Man Yu, that you had such a treasure at home. You really keep things hidden. Respect, respect."

Old Man Yu pointed his nose to the sky and laughed heartily: "I'm usually just keeping a low profile, hiding my talents. When I don't act, fine, but when I do, it's always a shock."

"Are you planning to take it to the selection?"

Chen Miemie's question wiped the smile off Old Man Yu's face.

"Hmph, I'm a man who doesn't care about fame and fortune. Why would I bother chasing those empty titles?"

Chen Miemie knew right away that Old Man Yu wasn't unwilling to enter the selection; he just knew he wouldn't stand a chance.

"Since you've already brought it out, don't hold back. Tell me, what's the side effect?"

Old Man Yu stopped smiling.

"A burial suit is meant to send off the dead. Even an ordinary burial suit is unlucky for a living person to wear. And one with mysterious properties is even worse—it shortens lifespan, ruins luck, brings disaster, and attracts evil. Even if you can withstand all that, wearing it too long will slowly turn you into a corpse. Don't even think about touching it directly, if you can avoid it. Hey, what are you doing!"

While Old Man Yu was rambling, he didn't notice Chen Miemie's head getting close to the suit.

"I'm just admiring it up close. The craftsmanship is amazing, and there are hidden patterns on the fabric. If what you're saying is true, then it's basically useless, isn't it?"

"Hmph, useless? There might be someone reckless enough to use it."

Chen Miemie nodded at this clearly stubborn remark: "Name your price. I'll take it."

Old Man Yu shook his head, almost wondering if he heard wrong: "Didn't you hear what I just said? You can't wear it. What are you buying it for?"

"I can't wear it, but I have a friend..."

"Stop right there. I don't care if it's your imaginary friend or you yourself—I'm not selling."

"Old Man Yu, you're narrowing your options. Are you trying to jack up the price? You run a funeral supply store, and this is funeral merchandise. Why won't you sell? Name a price, and we can talk it out slowly."

"It's not about the price. I don't want to harm you. I'm not selling."

"800. If you really don't want to sell, just bury it and be done with it. But leaving it in the shop, with a chance to sell it, why not?"

"Not selling. Even if I were to swindle someone, I wouldn't swindle a friend."

"1000. If someone dares to buy it, that means they have a way. What do you say?"

"No... no, you young people are always too full of yourselves. You'll mess around until you get yourselves killed."

"1500. You know I'm a Mystic. The tricks in the mystic world go beyond your imagination."

"No... no... no, do you really think you can handle it?"

"Do I look like someone who takes risks without being sure?"

"Fine, I'll trust you this once. What a shame to say goodbye to this heirloom of mine." Old Man Yu put on a pained expression.

Before Chen Miemie could offer some fake sympathy, Old Man Yu recovered on his own and held out his watch: "Pay in full right here. Once sold, no returns once it leaves the shop."

Chen Miemie paid up without hesitation.

Both of them were all smiles, each pleased with the deal.

Carrying the included box back to the shop.

Origami wasted no time turning back into a paper figure.

Chen Miemie opened the box: "The suit is yours."

Origami took out the whole suit and put it on piece by piece.

Once the full 'Suit Thug' was on, the suit turned into high-end fabric texture, and the paper figure's entire aura changed dramatically.

If before, Origami looked clearly like a paper figure at first glance, now a stranger might wonder if he was actually a normal person wearing a paper mask.

Everyone gathered around Origami in his new clothes.

"Wow, you look so cool now." Daidai's eyes sparkled.

"Not bad. Your aura's gotten stronger." Pure Water was the practical type.

"Can you eat roast chicken looking like that now?" That was Bobo.

Chen Miemie was also satisfied with the result: "Origami, any changes?"

Origami hopped in place a few times, then crouched a couple of times, as if testing how the suit fit.

"That shopkeeper didn't fully understand this suit's abilities. The real power of this 'Suit Thug' isn't just giving the wearer top-tier combat skills. It also deeply develops the wearer's own abilities. For me, after wearing it, I can open portals over longer distances, break through low-level spatial barriers, compress larger objects—it's a huge overall boost."

Chen Miemie was very pleased. Origami's abilities were his abilities, whether it was teleportation or compressing luggage, the real beneficiary was him.

"What about the side effects? Anything uncomfortable?"

"Side effects? What side effects? I'm not alive to begin with. I'm paper, and this paper suit is also paper. We're basically one. Anyone who hits me will be treated as 'someone trying to wear the suit' and suffer the side effects instead."

And so, after Bobo got her 'Moon Phase Cheese' and Haomiao got their 'Cloud-Feeding Swarm', Origami became the third to claim their signature weapon.

"By the way, if a random little street could turn up a 'Suit Thug,' the rare treasure competition at the whole Sealed Library might have even more goodies. We absolutely can't miss it."

Chen Miemie wasn't representing Fairy Tale Road in the selection, so he needed an invitation to the competition venue.

For that, he contacted Gongshu Yue of the 'Bridge Maiden'.

Gongshu Key replied quickly, saying that the 'Molting Clinic' had admission spots and would take him along.

Chen Miemie put down his watch.

"Done. All set. The selection is the day after tomorrow. The senior scholar in charge is someone we've dealt with before—'Stone Speaker'."