Desperate Mr. Marin

"You… you’ll pay for that," Marin Noggenfogger gasped weakly. He compared himself again and again, finding that he was no match for this adventurer.

"This damned adventurer – why can’t he be a better person?"

"You dare ask for money for this rubbish," Lu Li said outrageously. He had grown up in an environment like this, so he didn’t even need to pretend.

He tried to keep his attention away from the Noggenfogger Elixir.

The Goblins were cunning creatures. If you showed interest in a certain item, they would increase its value to match.

If a Goblin sold an item solely based on the value of the item, they would be a disgrace to all Goblins.

"That’s at least five… three copper coins," Marin Noggenfogger stammered. These were all beginner items that he had managed to swindle, but he couldn’t even sell them to the shops.

He had gotten sick and had lost his job, which meant his research projects also had to stop.