"To open a jar, it's 100,000 Mora for a Common Jar. Each person is limited to ten jars per week. Pay first, then pick your jar. It's that simple. Anything else you don't understand?"
"Uh."
Childe blinked, momentarily stunned by Felix's bluntness.
He clearly hadn't expected Felix to withhold the juicy details.
Some of the items, like the Eternal Youth Pill, had already been confirmed by Ningguang herself.
But fine. If the shopkeeper wanted to play coy, Childe couldn't force him.
Shaking his head, Childe took a deep breath and looked at Felix seriously. "Then, Shopkeeper, can you at least tell me what kind of things are in these jars?"
"Only things you can't imagine, nothing you can't pull. There are plenty of items more precious than a Vision, and piles of things worse than one. What you get depends entirely on your luck."
Felix spoke slowly. "Talk is cheap. Why not spend some Mora and see for yourself?"
Childe was a Fatui Harbinger and the head of the Northland Bank in Liyue. He was filthy rich.
In the original game, he was practically Zhongli's wallet.
In all of Liyue, only Zhongli was willing to be friends with him. Everyone else kept their distance.
The guy definitely had ulterior motives, but he was also a generous spender.
"Then I'll take one."
Childe paused for a moment, then pointed directly at the glowing jar on the top shelf. "I want that one."
It was obviously superior to the others. He naturally wanted the best.
"Sorry, that's an Exquisite Jar. You don't have the qualifications to buy it yet."
Felix glanced at it and shook his head. "Right now, you can only buy Common Jars. Except for that one, you can pick any jar you like."
"Exquisite Jar? Qualifications?"
Childe raised an eyebrow.
No wonder it looked so different. It stood out like a beacon.
But weren't goods displayed for sale? Why did he need qualifications?
"That's right. The qualification is simple: buy a certain number of Common Jars to unlock it. You haven't bought enough yet."
Felix explained calmly. "As for what's inside... naturally, it's better than the Common Jars. Of course, if your luck is good enough, you can pull Exquisite-tier items from a Common Jar too."
"Recently, someone pulled a Vision from a Common Jar. The odds of getting a Vision are higher in an Exquisite Jar, but it's still possible in a Common one. That's what we call luck."
"If your luck is bad, you might pull something worth less than 100,000 Mora. It all boils down to luck."
"I see."
Childe nodded, understanding the rules. He glanced at the Exquisite Jar one last time, then shrugged. "Then let's test the waters with a Common Jar."
He slapped 100,000 Mora onto the counter and pointed to a random black jar.
Felix fetched it. Childe smashed it open without hesitation.
Crack.
The jar shattered, revealing... a rusty, chipped katana.
"This thing?"
Childe frowned, picking up the blade. It looked like junk.
Felix: "..."
Felix's mouth twitched.
Childe might just be the unluckiest customer he had ever seen.
[Worn-Out Katana]: A broken blade from an unknown underground world.
It was just a rusty sword.
Even the soda was better than this.
"Shopkeeper, does this sword have any special properties?"
Childe looked at Felix expectantly. "It can't be garbage, right?"
He spent 100,000 Mora. Surely it wasn't just a scrap metal stick?
Since someone pulled a Vision here, and Ningguang pulled an Eternal Youth Pill, this sword must have some hidden history.
Maybe it was an ancient relic? A cursed blade?
"No special properties. It's just a worn-out katana."
Felix kept a straight face. "You can use it to cut things, I guess. But looking at the wear and tear, it probably won't last long. If you really want to use it, you can take it to Master Zhang at the blacksmith and have him restore it."
Childe: "????"
Childe's eyes widened in disbelief. He looked like he had seen a ghost.
He spent 100,000 Mora for a rusty sword?!
Is this a joke?
Even if he was rich, this was burning money.
He thought it had some legendary background! Turns out it was just scrap metal?
He wouldn't even take this if it were free.
Childe's face darkened. Nine out of ten jars in this shop must be trash.
Otherwise, how does this guy make money?