Tyler dumped the slimes into a bucket and shoved it toward the Merchant's hologram. The figure flickered, its eyes widening in open disbelief. For a moment, it simply stared.
Was it always this easy to gather slimes? And this many?
The Merchant's gaze shifted between Tyler and the overflowing bucket, clearly trying to process what it was seeing. Another question crept in, quieter but just as puzzling— where did he even get a bucket?
Tyler, meanwhile, had already moved on.
"I'm taking everything…" he declared, reaching straight for the arrows displayed on the stall.
The moment his fingers brushed past them toward the other items, the rest began to tremble violently. A sharp vibration ran through the stall, and before he could react, the untouched items collapsed inward and self-destructed in a burst of fading light.
"What the heck?" Tyler pulled his hand back, frowning.
"You can only take one," the Merchant replied flatly, as if this should have been obvious from the start.
