Bai Mu noticed that the title "Walking Headline" was graded as "Unique."
'Is this a special title that only I possess?'
Compared to "Survival Master," its effect was far less obvious and offered no imdiate use, but Bai Mu could already envision scenarios where it would co in handy.
During certain Scripts, it would likely grant him privileges far beyond what the basic background identities arranged by Paradise could offer.
'This Unique grade feels pretty much like it ans "custom-made,"' he mused.
Since he had no way to verify it at the mont, Bai Mu tossed the thought to the back of his mind and moved on to examine other things.
He currently held 300 Points, the reward he had just earned for clearing the Script.
These functioned much like premium currency in a video ga. Searching through the nu, he quickly discovered two different shops where he could spend his Points.
The first shop sold the most ordinary daily necessities. It read like a supermarket catalog, offering everything from food and electronics to basic household items.
It closely resembled the online shopping platforms from before the apocalyptic collapse, and the prices were far cheaper than he had anticipated.
A case of thirty 250-milliliter cartons of pure milk cost only 1 Point, and a one-kilogram slab of beef tenderloin was also priced at a re 1 Point.
All of these everyday goods were incredibly cheap. Even major electronic appliances like televisions and computers were priced at under 5 Points.
'Looking at it this way, the actual value of Points is quite high.'
'The real purchasing power of a single Point is anywhere from five hundred to two thousand bucks. Spending a Point on a case of milk is an absolute rip-off.'
Calculating by the maximum conversion rate, Bai Mu, with his 300 Points, was effectively a wealthy heir wielding a massive fortune of six hundred thousand dollars in this basic shop.
He could buy almost any daily necessity he desired without a second thought. Unfortunately, the items in this store were strictly limited to ordinary household goods.
While the selection was vast—even including certain indescribable adult items—he couldn't find a single heavy object or weapon like "firearms," "gunpowder," "tanks," "engines," or "cars."
Everything available was strictly tied to mundane daily life. There were no restricted items, not even educational textbooks. The most lethal weapon he could purchase was a kitchen knife. Furthermore, there were no living creatures for sale.
Whether it was blooming plants, kittens, or puppies, he failed to find a single living, breathing organism in the search results.
Aside from those limitations, the catalog truly had everything one could ever need.
In the top right corner of the community shop, there was a small note.
"Any items purchased in this shop are strictly limited to use within the Community."
By combining all the information he had gathered so far, it wasn't hard to deduce the operating chanics of Endless Paradise.
It appeared that Bai Mu would have to repeatedly participate in Paradise's Scripts to earn Community Ti.
The Community acted as a safe zone. While he was here, he figured he would be relatively safe, allowing him to rest properly and clear his mind.
When his Community Ti ran out, his resting period would be over. Since Paradise had possessed the power to instantly teleport him from a rescue ship into the Community, it naturally had the power to instantly whisk him away to sowhere else.
Once the countdown hit zero, Players would likely be forced into their next unknown Script.
That brought up a critical question: if he died during a Script, did that an he would truly die in reality?
If this were a video ga, the answer would be obvious. The death of a character wouldn't permanently lock a player out of the ga; they would simply hit respawn and try again.
But would Paradise give him the chance for a do-over?
It was an impossible question to answer definitively, but Bai Mu strongly leaned toward the assumption that dying in a Script ant absolute death.
He had already completed one Script, and every sensory experience within it had been completely indistinguishable from the real world. His status panel displayed a Player ID: K8107. It was safe to assu this wasn't a single-player ga created just for him.
He was neither unique nor an exception, but rather just another "test subject" ant to be observed.
When scientists conducted experints on lab rats, they didn't try to resurrect one if they accidentally killed it. They simply reached into the cage and grabbed a fresh one.
However, it was entirely possible that rare, precious items functioning like "death immunities" or "revival tokens" existed within the Scripts.
He vividly rembered perishing alongside a horde of Zombies in a massive explosion. Yet, Paradise had sohow managed to completely restore him from the brink of annihilation. This proved that the system possessed the miraculous power to return a dying person to perfect health.
This was a realm brimming with mysteries and the unknown. He had yet to fully grasp the rules of survival in Paradise. His priority shouldn't be fantasizing about the distant future, but rather proceeding with absolute, unwavering caution, staying highly vigilant against anything he might encounter.
'No ti like the present. Let's start by testing out the purchasing system.'
Bai Mu selected a complete set of gym equipnt and added it to his shopping cart. The total cost ca out to a re 12 Points.
The package included a treadmill, a rowing machine, a vast array of dumbbells and barbells, a power rack, parallel bars, jump ropes, grip strengtheners, and more.
The mont he hit purchase, a prompt popped up on the nu confirming that the goods had been successfully delivered to his warehouse.
In the Community nu, there was a warehouse tab functioning exactly like a video ga inventory, complete with exactly one hundred empty slots. He ntally willed the items to be extracted into the Community.
Instantly, the heavy gym equipnt materialized out of thin air, filling the room. His small, thirty-square-ter room instantly felt incredibly cramped.
He noticed that he could also spend Points to expand the overall square footage of his room, but the cost was noticeably steeper. It required 10 Points to expand the room by a single square ter. He decided against indulging in such a luxury, opting instead to shove his bed into the corner to clear a dedicated workout space.
He carefully inspected the structural integrity and labels on the equipnt but found zero corporate branding or logos. They were brand-new and built with incredibly high-quality steel. Given the complete lack of a manufacturer's mark, Bai Mu simply assud that Paradise had materialized them out of nothing.
After testing out the equipnt, he confird that the items in the Community shop were perfectly real, functional, and identical to their descriptions.
With that verified, his gaze shifted toward the second shop.
It was a special storefront called the "Script Shop," and much like his own Community Ti, it featured a ticking 108-hour countdown clock.
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