Chopper really was useless in this situation. It had to be Vir himself who took action.
A bottle of premium Feitian Moutai—how could he not secure a place to stay with this?
"Beautiful lady, would you be so kind as to let stay here for the night? As paynt, this bottle of fine liquor is yours."
Vir made his move at the perfect mont.
Dr. Kureha couldn't help but smile upon hearing his words.
This brat—though a bit cheeky and even using Chopper as a pawn—certainly had a way with words.
He knew how to deal with people.
"Hmph, you've got a silver tongue, kid. Fine, you can stay the night in the living room! But rember! Just one night!"
With an air of authority, Kureha made her decision before grabbing Chopper and heading inside.
Vir, seeing this, quickly followed behind.
Once inside, he was taken aback by how spacious the house was.
"So big..."
Watching the ani didn't do it justice. Experiencing it firsthand was a whole different feeling.
The walls were adorned with an assortnt of guns and blades, and the floor was covered with thick bear-skin rugs.
A fireplace crackled warmly in the living room, casting flickering shadows, while the table still held plates of food that had gone cold.
"Put that bottle of liquor on the table over there. I'm taking a bath and then going to sleep. You two can do whatever you want."
Kureha pointed to a table near the bathroom and spoke to Vir.
With that, she turned and walked into the bath, leaving Vir and Chopper alone in the living room.
"Chopper, put the bottle over there."
Vir addressed the little reindeer, who still looked a bit upset.
Chopper was worried that his big bro might scold him for being useless.
Hearing Vir's instruction, Chopper quickly grabbed the bottle and trotted over, placing it on the table before scampering back.
But when he looked up, Vir was gone.
Just as he was about to ask where he went, he spotted Vir seated at the dining table—stuffing his face with the leftover food.
Chopper imdiately realized—Vir had distracted him just to steal his al!
Unforgivable! Too cruel!
Chopper dashed forward with a small sprint and a big leap, landing on the table and engaging in a full-on food war with Vir.
"Big bro, you're the worst! How could you steal a reindeer's food?! This was ant for !"
Chopper whined as he fought for each bite.
"I'm starving! Who cares whose food it was? If it's in my stomach, then it's mine!"
Vir countered, his mouth full, as he devoured every bite at an alarming pace.
The two of them battled over the food, taking turns snatching pieces like a perfectly chaotic duo...
But Chopper was clearly outmatched.
Vir's food-snatching skills were on a whole different level—sothing a small reindeer simply couldn't compete with.
Before long, Vir was completely full. He leaned back, letting out a satisfied burp.
"Phew! That hit the spot. Burp~"
Patting his stomach, he got up and plopped onto the couch, leaving a sulking Chopper sitting on the table, frustrated and defeated.
"Chopper! Go get a blanket."
Vir lazily ordered.
Chopper, still fuming from not getting enough to eat, huffed and turned his back to Vir, refusing to acknowledge him.
"Tomorrow, I'll teach you so dical skills."
The mont Vir spoke those words, Chopper's tiny body tensed—then launched straight into the air with excitent!
He imdiately dashed off to fetch a blanket, shouting, "On it! Thanks, big bro!"
So what if he didn't get to eat much? Skipping one al wouldn't kill him.
A wise reindeer knows when to bend and when to stand tall!
If big bro wants a blanket, he'll get him a blanket!
Vir couldn't help but laugh at Chopper's reaction. This little guy really was sothing else.
No wonder he made such a great mascot.
anwhile, Vir opened up his shop interface. The Straw Hats would arrive tomorrow, and he needed to find a way to treat Nami's fever.
He had to save her… but he also had to traumatize her just a little.
Tough choice.
'Fever Redy'
Price: 1,000 points.
So expensive…
Vir kept scrolling.
'Fever Redy'
Price: 20 points.
Huh? Sa na, but such a huge price difference?!
He squinted and carefully compared the two items.
After a mont, he spotted the difference.
The cheaper one… was just a 'tiny bit' bigger than the expensive one.
Just a 'tiny bit' bigger.
Could Nami even finish that…?
No way, definitely not.
If it were Luffy, he wouldn't hesitate to buy it. That guy could eat anything, no matter the size.
But Nami? Nope.
He kept scrolling.
'Devil Fruit Replicator'
Price: 2,000,000 points.
'Antidote (Lv. 99)'
Price: 2,100,000 points.
'Fad Sword – Shii'
Price: 10,000,000 points.
Man, this shop really had everything. Even the antidote he threw away before…
Selling for 2.1 million points.
The pain in his heart was unbearable.
"System! Can items be recycled?"
Vir was torn—he wanted the system to say yes, but at the sa ti, he wanted it to say no.
He was in conflict with himself.
[No!]
Hearing that, Vir let out a huge sigh of relief.
Thank goodness recycling wasn't an option. Otherwise, that would an he had truly lost 2.1 million points.
After searching for ages without finding a solution, Vir suddenly noticed a search bar.
He typed in 'fever' and instantly, a long list of items popped up.
Including the expensive redies he just saw.
But there were also:
'Instant Recovery Potion'
Price: 800,000 points.
'Panacea – Cures All Illnesses'
Price: 5,000,000 points.
Why is everything so expensive…?
I just want to cure a fever!
But then!
Vir's eyes lit up as he spotted sothing intriguing.
A new description appeared before him.
'Master Level dical Skills'
Price: 199 points.
Description: Grants the user knowledge of various common illnesses and their treatnts.
(Cos with a worn-out dical kit)
Evaluation: Affordable and effective, a must-have!
Worn-out dical Kit: Allows the user to retrieve any desired dical tool from within.
Note: This item significantly increases the chance of causing psychological trauma to patients.
Huh?
What the…?
What am I looking at?
Is this normal?
This is practically a god-tier item!
Every function is insane.
A spatial dical kit?
And it increases the chance of psychological trauma?!
Absolutely perfect!
He was just wondering how to give Nami a psychological scar, and now this god-tier item shows up!
This is it!
'Affordable and effective' is an understatent!
This is exactly what Vir needed.
Without hesitation, he exchanged for it.
Imdiately, a flood of knowledge filled his mind—countless thods for treating various illnesses and even how to concoct dicines.
That's right, it even included dicine-making.
It even ca with that?! This was amazing!
A simple fever? That was nothing!
At the sa ti, a battered, old dical kit materialized in his hands.
It looked worn-out, but Vir eagerly opened it and started taking out items.
Scalpels, bandages, tweezers, forceps, syringes… even a chainsaw.
Nothing seed out of the ordinary.
Why would this cause psychological trauma?
Vir was puzzled.
[Ding! Congratulations, Host! You have gained 100 negative points.]
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