[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-i-can-program-my-body":3,"chapter-i-can-program-my-body-i-can-program-my-body-chapter-82":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","I Can Program My Body?",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1566106,2030,"Chapter 82: Setting A Stall","i-can-program-my-body-chapter-82",82,"\u003Cp>Soon, three hours had passed, and the willow paste Nash carried was exhausted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This stuff is pretty good. Unfortunately...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The willow paste not only protected his skin from the poisonous air and concealed his presence from dark beasts, it also had a slight restorative property that helped recover his stamina.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After hunting in the Willow Forest for almost five hours, Nash wasn’t even tired.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unfortunately, one pack of willow paste costs 100 merits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"When I have time, I’ll see if I can make one myself,\" Nash muttered, packing up his things as he headed back to the Black Willow Shelter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>---\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arriving at the gate, Nash began to attract some attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing he was alone, most assumed his teammates had died along the way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The area around the shelter was known for its high density of low-powered dark beasts. Hunting alone here was more dangerous than in other battle zones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Returning alone could only mean one thing: he was the only one who made it back alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unaware of the curious gazes, Nash headed straight to the stall area.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike the items dropped by dark beasts, which were hard to sell, herbs were a seller’s market.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because of their rarity, as long as you found the right buyer, you could sell them for higher than the market price.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking it would be more cost-effective to sell them himself, Nash set his eyes on the market area.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>---\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he arrived, he was greeted by neat stalls stretching out under the sunlight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although there were only a few booths, the place was packed with people, each stall surrounded by a crowd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With different scents of medicine in the air and the rhythmic chants of people bargaining, Nash wasn’t in a hurry to set up his own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Walking around, he began checking the general prices of various herbs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unfortunately, not knowing the details of some herbs, he could only estimate the general price based on the void saturation of each one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once he had a rough idea of the prices, Nash borrowed some cloth and found a spot to set up a stall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Carefully taking out the stored herbs from his bag, he laid them out one by one, not marking them with any price.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just a few minutes after setting up, someone came to ask about a plant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How much for this yellow Marshwort?\" the man asked, picking up a yellow leafy plant with tiny red flowers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fifty merits per bundle.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fifty? Are you kidding? The guy over there is selling them for twenty!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s my price. Buy it or not—it’s up to you.\" Nash shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His Marshwort was higher quality, with about 30% void saturation, while the other one barely had 20%.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Selling them for fifty merits per bundle was already cheap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s expensive. I’ll pay thirty at most.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thirty-five?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Still too low.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fine! Forty! That’s my final offer!\" the man shouted, gritting his teeth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, familiar with such bargaining tricks, like his posture, tone, his rhythm of breathing—Nash quickly realized something was off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Taking the Marshwort back from the man’s hands, Nash raised his price.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I changed my mind. It’s seventy merits now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You! How can you change the price so arbitrarily?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s mine, so I decide the price,\" Nash replied with a smile, watching the man as he estimated his psychological limit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How about this, I’ll pay the previous price, 50 merits!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh? Then I’ll set it at 100 merits.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Damn it! Are you messing with me?! How can you raise the price while I’m bargaining?!\" Aspen, the one haggling with Nash, finally snapped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He thought he could score a deal and buy a mature Marshwort for cheap. Who would’ve thought this bastard kept raising the price?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s your choice to buy or not. I’m not forcing you,\" Nash replied lazily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Based on Aspen’s reaction, the price he offered shouldn’t be the limit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fifty is fifty. I can only pay 50 merits!\" Aspen offered again, knowing that if he quoted another number, Nash would raise the price higher.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s 110 merits now...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You—! Are you insane?! Hmph! Who can afford such an expensive herb? I’m leaving!\" Aspen growled, trying to bluff his way into a better deal as he slowly walked off, expecting Nash to call him back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unfortunately, Nash saw right through him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Knowing the Marshwort could fetch over 100 merits, he wasn’t going to sell it for less.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sure enough, just a few steps later, Aspen came stomping back with a livid expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If not for the shelter’s rules, he would’ve attacked Nash already.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fine! I’ll pay 110 merits. Will you sell it now or not?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oops. The price just went up to 120 while you were away~\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"F*ck it! Fine! Just give me the damn thing—I’ll pay 120 merits!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thanks for your patronage~\" Nash grinned, handing over a bundle of Marshwort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although he knew he could push the price higher, it would be too immoral after they’d already agreed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good. At least you’re not completely unreasonable,\" Aspen muttered, slightly appeased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Haha, business is all about honesty~\" Nash said with a laugh, pulling out another bundle of Marshwort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This—! You have another one?!\" Just as Aspen was about to praise Nash’s honesty, his eyes widened in shocked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes, and it’s available for the low, low price of 150 merits!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You brat...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, Aspen gave up trying to negotiate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another word from Nash, and he might actually suffer a heart attack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m Aspen, the leader of the Bloodborne Squad. May I have your name?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m Noir,\" Nash replied, using his alias.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Noir, huh? I’ll be honest with you. A Tier 1 low-grade herbs usually go for 10 to 30 merits.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The only reason I’m paying this much is because Marshwort can only be found deep in the Willow Forest. If not for its rarity, I wouldn’t even waste my time bargaining with you,\" Aspen explained helplessly, hoping to get a better deal from Nash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although Marshwort had many alternatives, its marshy properties made it the perfect ingredient for the potion his friend was developing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the sake of discovering a new potion formula, Aspen was willing to take a loss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But if Nash kept pushing the price, he’d have no choice but to walk away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, even if he could afford it, he refused to be played for a fool.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tsk, stingy. So, how much are you actually willing to pay?\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1069,"2026-06-06T08:03:14.164Z",1,"novelbin.me","c0922fef297753fbb853230948d4656d75b1b5c3f6088f7b06d8e06d2a79c136","i-can-program-my-body-chapter-83","i-can-program-my-body-chapter-81",665,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-can-program-my-body-cover.jpg"]