Zhen Peng was an office worker.
Every day he went to work, day after day.
It was dull, boring, and the pay was low—hard to endure.
But he had to grit his teeth and keep going.
Simply put, it was for survival.
Zhen Peng had a clear understanding of himself—he was just an ordinary person among the masses.
Nothing special, very average.
But yesterday, he suddenly discovered a magical game that filled him with hope for the future.
It was a game called "Dark Shelter."
At first, he thought it was just a simple casual game, but he didn't expect the game's items could materialize into reality.
At that moment, Zhen Peng thought he had the protagonist's script and that his rise was about to begin.
Unfortunately, on the first day, after playing three hours, he neither found a Chest nor survived—he died at the hands of a Corruptor.
Later, out of curiosity, Zhen Peng searched online and found the Nameless Forum, realizing he wasn't the only player; there were many.
He just got lucky and didn't have a protagonist script.
But that excited him for a long time.
He also knew the game's uniqueness: as long as you became a Player, what couldn't you achieve in the future?
Though he was still a small fry, Zhen Peng firmly believed his future would be glorious.
Therefore, he resolutely quit his job and planned to play the game at home daily, finding ways to grow stronger.
When he learned about the official trading market in M City, he came out of curiosity.
Browsing stalls, he indeed found some good items.
A bloodstained doll that could summon a ghost once.
A sharp long sword.
But the prices were high.
Some required in-game resource exchanges.
Some required cash.
He had no valuable resources in the game.
And he was poor, having not earned money from the game yet.
So he could only admire silently and continue wandering the market.
Unconsciously, he came to Bai Ye's stall.
He glanced casually and saw some junk.
Like strange potions.
A weird greenish wooden stick.
Only the armor looked good enough to make Zhen Peng drool.
"If I had this, wouldn't I take off?"
He was jealous and envious, seeing others' loot and thinking about himself made him want to cry.
But he had to admit, this was the first thing here that truly excited him.
He couldn't even defeat a Corruptor; the venom was disgusting, and even dodging it, Corruptors would swarm and kill him.
With this armor, as long as he dodged the venom, the remaining physical attacks wouldn't matter.
"Just don't know the price."
Zhen Peng dared not ask, fearing it would be unaffordable, so he took out his phone to check the description.
As long as items materialized into reality, players could check descriptions via the game app.
Originally, he just wanted to see the armor's details, but accidentally pointed his phone at the poisonous wooden stick, and its description appeared.
Zhen Peng's eyes widened.
"Damn!!"
He blurted a curse.
[Poisonous Wooden Stick.]
[Description: A wooden stick imbued with corrosive poison; its material is hard, and when hitting enemies, it has a chance to corrode their bodies.]
This description!
This effect!
He thought it was junk on the stall, but it turned out to be a damn artifact!
If he had this weapon, early game clearing would be simple.
Corruptors would be wiped out!
"Wait, if even this seemingly junky stick is so strong, what about this potion?"
He looked at the red potion beside it, eyes shining, and quickly read it.
"Whoa!"
He blurted another shocked curse.
"This is a red potion?!"
He was stunned and his jealous eyes reddened.
Why did he only find junk, while others had such treasures?
This was the red potion.
It was powerful both in-game and in reality.
In the game, if the character got injured without healing, they'd die and lose playtime.
But with recovery potions, there was no such worry.
In reality, this was life-saving!
"Bro, bro, are you selling this?"
Zhen Peng asked eagerly.
He was completely hooked.
He decided no matter what, he had to get something from this stall.
He thought only the armor was useful.
Now he saw everything here was treasure.
His eagerness attracted other players, who curiously came over, checking items with their phones.
Soon, curses erupted at Bai Ye's stall.
"Holy sh*t!"
"This stick is an artifact!"
"That's red potion, right? This game even has this?!"
"Damn, the armor is brand new? If my character could wear this and wield this stick, Corruptors would be slaughtered!"
"What are you all so shocked about? Let me see! Damn, this stick's an artifact, the armor, damn, the potion, damn!!"
Many players stared wide-eyed, eagerly asking Bai Ye for prices.
Bai Ye was still immersed in the game when he suddenly heard noise, looked up, and was startled by the dense crowd before him.
After a moment, he reacted.
"Boss, how much for that potion? Cash accepted? I'll pay 11,000 per bottle."
"11,000? Are you kidding? Get lost, I'll take it at 100,000 a bottle, all of it."
"I don't want potions, I want my early game artifact. Boss, sell me that stick for cash—500,000, how about it?"
Seeing the excited crowd, Bai Ye smiled.
Honestly, in his previous life, these players were bosses in his eyes.
Now, he himself was a boss among players.
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