[Silent Scarf]

Chen Miemie was in a pretty good mood.

It had only been half an hour, and he had already obtained a beautiful hat.

Jellyfish don't have bones, but it didn't look limp and floppy on his head. Pinching the tentacles hanging down from both sides of his ears was also quite fun.

Of course, [Strength] 6 was the most core aspect.

According to what Xiao Shuang told him, the abnormal status resistance of [Strength] 6 could allow Chen Miemie to resist most [Mystery] 5 level control abilities.

You should know that in battle, being immune to crowd control is often more important than being immune to damage.

Chen Miemie continued to stroll around.

Not long after, he encountered his second treasure.

[Joyful Fireflies]: Tiny orbs of light fluttering like fireflies that feed on the emotion of "happiness". They gather around happy people, making their mood even better, but they might also over-absorb, causing a person to become emotionally detached.

The [Strength] was not low, reaching 5.

Despite being called fireflies, this thing was actually not a living creature, but a type of tiny luminous particle.

Chen Miemie felt that he was a happy person, so this item was destined to be his.

Unfortunately, the stall owner knew the value of this item very well and directly asked for a price of 300 years. Even when someone bid 120 years, they were unwilling to sell.

Although the item was good, it did not match Chen Miemie's abilities.

"Sigh, after thinking about it for a long time, I won't be able to use it for the graduation exam for now. After careful consideration, I can only painfully give it up," Chen Miemie sighed slightly.

The [Joyful Fireflies] attracted a lot of attention, and Liu Bo happened to be in front of this stall as well.

Hearing Chen Miemie's words, Liu Bo was speechless. "Give up my ass. The lowest they want is 150 years. You say it as if you could afford it."

Chen Miemie was unconvinced and pointed to the jellyfish hat on his head.

"I usually just interact with you as an ordinary person. See this? A hat at the level of a mysterious item."

Following Chen Miemie's words, the flower hat jellyfish raised a tentacle, seeming to greet Liu Bo.

Liu Bo was not an appraisal expert, and only then did he realize that what was on Chen Miemie's head was a rare object. He subconsciously reached out, wanting to shake hands with the raised tentacle of the flower hat jellyfish.

Chen Miemie swatted Liu Bo's hand away. "Do you want to die? This is a flower hat jellyfish. It's highly toxic. If it stings you, you'll ascend straight to heaven."

Liu Bo was somewhat suspicious. "You're not lying to me, are you? If it's highly toxic, how can you wear it on your head like this and casually pinch it for fun?"

"We're different. I'm its master."

"Whoever wears it on their head is the master?" Liu Bo revealed a greedy look.

"Yes, as long as you're willing to let it suck a large bucket of brain juice."

The greedy look in Liu Bo's eyes intensified. Sucking brain juice? What a joke. Did Chen Miemie even have a brain for it to suck? He must be bragging.

The two didn't stay together for long before separating again.

Liu Bo spotted a treasure and began his journey of haggling.

The things at the night market were truly bizarre. Even if there were many fakes, as long as there was one real item at a stall, the entire market added up to hundreds of pieces.

Chen Miemie's new target appeared.

[Sock Devourer]: An iron box with a mouth. For every two dirty socks it eats, it can spit out one clean one. It has no interest in the socks themselves; it is just obsessed with creating the chaos of "odd numbers".

[Strength] 4. No matter how smelly the sock is, it can chew it clean.

"Oh? With this, doesn't that mean I don't have to wash my own socks anymore? Although it's a bit costly on socks."

Chen Miemie began to communicate with the stall owner. "Brother, besides socks, does it eat underwear?"

"I've tried it. As long as it's fabric, it eats everything. However, eating is one thing; after eating, it can only spit out socks."

Chen Miemie left. The function was a bit too singular, and yet they still dared to ask for 18 years.

Walking and stopping along the way, he saw many good things.

Chen Miemie's financial resources were limited. After buying the hat, he only had about 35 years of time left, so he couldn't afford some of the "big ticket" items.

Actually, he wasn't really short of treasures; it was more out of curiosity.

The Jiang family was very reputable. Yesterday, they delivered a set of "stationery" to his house, which in terms of value was probably worth hundreds of years.

Worldly possessions were useful, but having too many would just make things complicated. In moments of crisis when one is in a flurry, the only things one can rely on are the one or two core items. Having a total of three to five items on a person is enough.

[Ahead at the stall, an ultra-high strength mysterious item has appeared.]

'What? Ultra-high! Even the aloof Xiao Shuang says it's ultra-high?'

Chen Miemie quickly followed the guidance and went forward to look for it.

He continuously narrowed the range and finally locked onto the target.

[[Scarf of Silence]: After putting it on, all the words you speak will turn into murmuring ravings in others' ears, and the clamor of others will be like intermittent wind sounds to you. Side effect: Silence is the eternal destination; wearing it for a long time causes loss of voice. [Strength] 9]

'[Strength] 9!!!'

This was the first time Chen Miemie had seen a level 9 existence in the outside world.

"How much is this scarf?" Chen Miemie was determined to get this scarf and asked for the price directly.

The stall owner was a masked woman, and she quoted a price that made Chen Miemie extremely pained. "35 years."

"Why is it this price?"

"Because you only have 35 years," the woman said indifferently.

"You can see my time balance?"

"Yes, this is related to my [Mystery] ability."

"Can you lower it a bit? Leave some for me. I still need to eat for the next few days."

"Alright, 33 years."

The woman had a good appetite. She left 2 years for Chen Miemie, this prospective graduate, which was enough for him to have a few good meals.

"Deal."

Both of them were very straightforward, and the transaction was completed quickly.

Just after getting the [Scarf of Silence], Chen Miemie couldn't wait to put it around his neck.

This was a pure gray scarf, not eye-catching, very low-key.

And there was also good news. The effect of the scarf was a bit like an active skill; Chen Miemie could choose not to activate it.

Even without actively activating it, the cost of wearing it still had to be borne. Chen Miemie felt as if someone was using a saw to tear back and forth at his vocal cords.

Without the [Immortality] of 9, it was estimated that he would completely lose his ability to speak in minutes.

All at once, 41 years of time was spent, and he had both the hat and the scarf.

There were many people here, so Chen Miemie didn't immediately test the effect of the scarf. Anyway, he already had it in his hands and it couldn't run away.

'Xiao Shuang, how could a [Strength] of level 9 appear? Are there many level 9 things in this world?'

[Almost none.]

'Then did my luck explode this time?'

[Sort of. Strictly speaking, this scarf is not [Strength] 9. Its strength changes with the wearer. Because you currently have [Immortality] 9 on you, it was raised to [Strength] 9.]

'...You mean, during the day, the [Strength] of the scarf will become lower?'

[Yes, during the day it will become [Strength] 1.6, which is on par with the higher of your [Mystery] or [Immortality].]

During the day, Chen Miemie didn't have a panel, but he knew his [Mystery] and [Immortality] should both be 1.6.

Chen Miemie wasn't disappointed. Even so, being able to buy such a "divine artifact" for 33 years was still a huge profit.

The mysterious world is full of accidents, and the mysterious world also doesn't believe in coincidences.

"Did that masked female vendor actually know the value of this item?"

With no time left on his watch, Chen Miemie prepared to leave early.

The only thing more agonizing than failing to find a good item was finding one and being unable to afford it.

It was better to just keep it out of sight and out of mind.

With this thought, Chen Miemie headed straight for the exit at the far end of the night market.

Just as he reached a spot about thirty meters away from the exit, a peculiar sensation welled up in his heart.

It felt like an intimate calling, or some kind of magnetic pull.

He stopped in front of a stall, his feet rooted to the ground.

Without needing anyone to explain it to him, Chen Miemie instinctively understood. This was exactly what Liu Bo had talked about before—the fated object that would draw you in completely the moment you laid eyes on it.