15: Chapter 15 Item Numbers

Upon arriving in front of the Vending Machine, Chen Mo twisted off the bottle cap and used a pair of chopsticks to extract one of the Shoe Ghost's hands.

Then, he tossed it into the Vending Machine's mouth.

After a crunching sound of chewing, the Vending Machine revealed its ghost eyes once again and laughed, "You've come again!"

"Hehe, you are very clever, knowing that I like to eat palms."

"However, you've already used up one hand now. If you use another hand to buy food tonight, then what about tomorrow night?"

"Items purchased from me only have a duration of one hour; they will disappear after one hour!"

Chen Mo never expected that this Vending Machine Ghost would actually be so thoughtful toward him.

It actually explained the rules to him directly.

"How about you give me this pretty little girl's hand tomorrow night?"

"Her hands are so slender and white; they look delicious at a glance!" The Vending Machine let out a lecherous, pig-like laugh.

"Is this what you call being thoughtful?" Chen Mo kicked the Vending Machine directly.

[Vending Machine: HP -15, 985/1000]

[Chen Mo: HP -1, 199/200]

Vending Machine: "..."

"It hurts!"

The Vending Machine immediately behaved itself, seemingly deep in thought.

Chen Mo did not hesitate at all and immediately purchased two bottles of water of might, drinking one himself.

He then gave the other bottle to Su Qing to drink.

After waiting for a moment, Su Qing's eyes slowly opened.

"Chen Mo, what happened? My head is so dizzy."

"It's nothing, everything is normal now."

"By the way... could you stop touching my leg?" Su Qing's brain immediately sobered up.

"Oh!" Chen Mo immediately let go.

Su Qing stood up properly again and twisted her waist.

She subconsciously reached out to open her backpack, wanting to eat some biscuits to replenish her stamina.

However, the biscuits in her backpack were gone!

"Where are my biscuits?" Su Qing looked anxious.

"This Vending Machine Ghost said that items from here must be used within an hour, otherwise they will automatically vanish." Chen Mo shrugged helplessly.

Hearing this, Su Qing's eyes immediately filled with tears.

These two boxes of biscuits were bought with all her belongings, and now they were all gone in an instant.

Although the stamina replenishment from the biscuits was minimal, the value was in how delicious they were.

Girls just love eating sweet things.

Without saying a word, she kicked the Vending Machine directly!

She learned that quite quickly.

[Exquisite Piggy Girl: HP -1]

[Vending Machine: HP -5]

Vending Machine: "..."

Su Qing's kick also successfully snapped the Vending Machine out of its contemplative state and back to normal.

Cold sweat streamed down from under the Vending Machine's eyebrows as it glanced sideways at Chen Mo.

It asked, "Uh... handsome, I have a question I want to ask you."

"If there's no reward, I won't tell you." Chen Mo stated his terms directly.

"Fine!"

"Aren't you trying to find a way to solve the baby problem? I have a magic flute here that I can lend you. Its function is to put those babies to sleep."

"Deal!" Chen Mo was even more straightforward.

The magic flute was an unexpected joy.

This also confirmed one thing for Chen Mo: there is no useless information in the Thriller Game.

Every NPC encountered could potentially drop equipment.

The Vending Machine began to voice its confusion.

"Just now you kicked me and deducted 15 points of my HP. I have a total of 1000 HP, while you have 200 HP, and I deducted 1 point of your HP."

"If you keep kicking me, wouldn't I die before you?"

"How many kicks would it take for me to die?"

Hearing the Vending Machine's question, Chen Mo was dumbfounded.

"No way, with this level of calculation ability, are you qualified for the position of a Vending Machine?" Chen Mo criticized ruthlessly.

The Vending Machine's expression appeared somewhat embarrassed, extremely awkward, and slightly helpless.

It wanted to rub its hands to hide its shame, but unfortunately, it had no hands.

Hey! You really can't say otherwise; looking at it this way, the Vending Machine has become a bit cute!

"Of course you would die first. I only need 10 kicks to kick you to death."

"Wait! Am I that fragile?" The Vending Machine's worldview seemed to have been refreshed.

That solid kick just now really did hurt.

It knew clearly that Chen Mo's Ghost Power was far superior to its own!

But it shouldn't be enough to kill it in 10 kicks, right?

"I remember someone telling me before that 1+1=2, 1+2=3."

"NONONO!" Chen Mo shook his finger.

"That was to trick you."

"1+1 actually equals 3, 1+2 equals 6..."

Su Qing, standing to the side, felt a bit nervous. She reached out and secretly tugged at the corner of Chen Mo's clothes, whispering, "Chen Mo, will it believe you if you say that? Even a three-year-old wouldn't believe that!"

"So that's how it is. Fortunately, I already ate the last player who taught me math."

"Liar! A big liar! He deserved it!" the Vending Machine said angrily.

"No way, it actually believed that?" Su Qing was left in a daze.

The entire Vending Machine trembled violently, and thick steam spewed out from the exhaust vent on top.

This was to vent its resentment!

"Thank you, Mr. Many Children Many Blessings. You... shouldn't be lying to me, right?" The Vending Machine's eyes narrowed into slits.

"Of course, I am an absolutely honest person." Chen Mo made an elegant gesture.

The Vending Machine revealed a friendly smile for the first time, its fangs parted, and the magic flute slowly emerged from inside.

Chen Mo reached out and grabbed it, "Thanks."

"Oh! Remember to return it to me after you're done!" the Vending Machine shouted at the retreating Chen Mo.

"Definitely, I am an honest person after all." Chen Mo waved his hand.

Su Qing looked at Chen Mo's expression of having found a treasure—his pupils seemed to have turned into two money bags—and curled her lips.

She said, "You must be a man who loves to lie."

"No! You don't understand, this is called humor."

"Ew~ I've been cringed out by you for the first time." Su Qing hugged her shoulders, acting as if she had goosebumps all over.

[Item: magic flute, Number: D038]

[Play it to put low-level evil spirits into a deep sleep; it occasionally has miraculous effects on certain kidney-deficient guys who like to stay up late. It is known as the sleeping pill of the underworld.]

"I don't think you'll ever return it to it," Su Qing said.

"This is tutoring fees for teaching mathematics; it's very reasonable. I'm not providing services for free."

"By the way... why do these items all have numbers?" Chen Mo, holding three items in his hand, had long been curious about this numbering system.

And he asked it out loud.

[Hmph, Many Children Many Blessings has finally noticed.]

[We are all geniuses. We classify item quality using S, A, B, C, and D grades, and within items of the same grade, the smaller the number, the more powerful the item!]

[I remember the rule we just added before was...]

[Items with smaller numbers can destroy items with larger numbers; C-grade items can destroy all D-grade items.]

As expected, just as Chen Mo thought, the big shots in the Management Group were very good at answering his questions.

So that's what the letters and numbers in the item numbers meant.

The settings of this Thriller Game are far more complex than I imagined.