I was so scared that I put all my points into health.

The moment the job change was completed, Wang Xiaoyi was filled with excitement and anticipation. He felt the new power surging within him, a wondrous sensation unlike anything he had ever experienced, as if he possessed some mysterious ability to control the world. However, amidst his excitement, he suddenly realized a problem: he had already changed to the hidden class of Elf Messenger, so why hadn't the system notified him that the Priest job change quest had failed?

He frowned, carefully recalling every detail of the job change process. At the time, he was so immersed in the joy of becoming an Elf Messenger and Priest that he had completely overlooked this issue. Looking back now, it seemed rather strange. This system had always been somewhat unpredictable, frequently presenting baffling situations.

However, Wang Xiaoyi quickly came to terms with it. After all, he was already incredibly lucky to have successfully transitioned to two main professions. In this world full of unknowns and dangers, having more abilities meant more security and a greater chance of survival.

He silently prayed that the question wouldn't be raised. After all, if it were investigated, he didn't know how to handle it. He decided not to worry unnecessarily; things would work themselves out.

As soon as the job change ceremony ended, Wang Xiaoyi was eager to sell the longsword that the Elf King Dragon had "gifted" him, and excitedly and nervously headed towards the only weapon shop in the village.

Upon entering the weapon shop, the familiar metallic scent and smell of machine oil wafted over. The weapon shopkeeper was standing behind the counter, polishing a longsword. Hearing the wind chimes at the door, he looked up. Seeing Wang Xiaoyi enter, the merchant's weathered face broke into his usual smile, but when his gaze fell on the longsword in Wang Xiaoyi's hand, his smile faltered slightly, and his eyes immediately filled with surprise.

The merchant set down his sword, strode forward, and carefully took the longsword from Wang Xiaoyi's hand. His fingers meticulously traced the hilt, blade, and scabbard, his eyes gleaming with expertise, like an appraiser assessing a priceless treasure. His stubble-covered face gradually revealed more surprise, and he couldn't help but mutter to himself, "This is a fine piece! The material, the craftsmanship, and the faint magical energy emanating from it—it's far beyond what ordinary longswords can compare to. How could this young boy obtain such a fine weapon? He's incredibly lucky."

The merchant had run a weapons shop in this area for many years and was quite worldly. This world was full of mystery and wonder, and all sorts of adventures could happen. People from all walks of life had appeared in his shop. Although it was just an inconspicuous little fishing village, its proximity to a mysterious forest meant that adventurers often passed through or used it as a starting point for their unknown adventures. Some adventurers who had already gained some fame in the adventure world would occasionally return to this little fishing village, reminiscing about their passionate and fiery, yet long-gone, youthful days.

After careful examination and evaluation, the weapon shop owner finally set the price of the longsword at nine silver coins. In the merchant's view, this price was very fair. After all, the longsword's value far exceeded that amount, but he also needed to consider market acceptance and his own profit balancing act. Moreover, the merchant's shrewd business acumen led him to an even wiser decision: he took an extra silver coin from the counter, handed it to Wang Xiaoyi, and said with a friendly smile, "Young man, your luck is truly rare. Consider this one silver coin a gift from me. I hope you have good fortune and will patronize my shop often in the future."

The merchant knew that although the number of adventurers in this small fishing village was limited, small gains add up, and a steady, long-term approach was the way to go. Building up a following and playing the long game might bring greater profits in the future.

The Elf King Dragon, witnessing this scene, was quite displeased. He muttered to himself, "Only this much silver? Is that enough for Renn's groceries? That guy Renn eats a lot every day; this little bit of money probably won't be enough for him to squander. I really should have given him a few more handfuls; what a miscalculation! But it's alright, this is all we can do for now. We'll find another opportunity later. Who told me to be so kind? Hehe."

After completing the job change, Wang Xiaoyi initially didn't realize why the system hadn't notified him of the Priest job change failure, even though he had already changed to the hidden Elf Messenger class. He figured he should just follow the system's instructions and complete the quest. Looking back, it was indeed strange; the system was still so unreliable. However, being able to change to two main classes was definitely good, and he hoped this issue wouldn't be brought up again. Wang Xiaoyi quickly ran to the weapon shop and sold the longsword "gifted" by the Elf King Dragon. The weapon shop merchant examined the longsword and offered 10 silver coins, quite surprised that this young boy could obtain such a good weapon. The weapon shop merchant, a worldly man who had encountered all sorts of fortuitous events, was a little unhappy to see the longsword only selling for 10 silver coins. He thought to himself, "I didn't pay attention and just grabbed a longsword; is that enough for Renn to buy groceries? If not, I'll find a chance to give him some more; don't let me go hungry."

Upon hearing the weapon shop owner say that the longsword could be sold for 10 silver coins, Wang Xiaoyi's eyes lit up instantly, and a flame seemed to leap joyfully within him. 10 silver coins! That was a considerable fortune for him. He couldn't help but think of the days he spent fishing with his father.

My father was a hardworking fisherman who had to get up before dawn every day to take me out to sea to fish. The surging waves, the icy winds, and the long, rocking rides on the boat—every detail is vivid in my memory. Each time we caught fish, after selling them at the market and deducting costs and necessary expenses, we'd only have a few dozen copper coins left. These coins had to cover the family's daily expenses and also pay for my education; every penny was hard-earned.

And now, this single longsword is worth 10 silver coins. That's a whole copper coin! Wang Xiaoyi felt as if he had suddenly transformed from a poor fishing village boy into a small-time millionaire. A smile involuntarily crept onto his face, his heart filled with joy and anticipation.

"Great!" Wang Xiaoyi couldn't help but exclaim excitedly. "With so much money all at once, I can buy more groceries for the family. My mother always works so hard for us; I must let her rest well today and cook her a sumptuous meal."

He imagined the look of surprise and joy on his mother's face when she saw so much money, and his heart swelled with happiness. His mother's cooking was always so delicious, especially her signature grilled fish and soups—the flavors were simply unforgettable. With so much money, he could not only buy more fish, but also some ingredients that were rarely seen, such as fresh vegetables, high-quality meat, and even some fruits that his mother had always longed to buy but couldn't bring herself to.

Wang Xiaoyi grew increasingly excited, eager to hand the money to his mother and tell her they could have a big meal today. He was already mentally planning the menu: a fresh, large sea bass, grilled with his mother's special sauce; a rich vegetable stew with his mother's favorite carrots, onions, and mushrooms; and several pieces of fragrant roasted meat, served with fresh bread and fruit. As he thought about it, his stomach began to rumble.

"Boss, I'll take the money, thank you!" Wang Xiaoyi said happily as he accepted the 10 silver coins. He carefully put the money into his pocket, making sure he didn't lose a single one.

Wang Xiaoyi, who was about to leave the weapon shop, suddenly had a flash of inspiration. He recalled how even the Elf King Dragon and the Bishop couldn't resist the temptation of praise, and wondered if the weapon shop owner could launch a similar barrage of compliments and trigger a hidden storyline. Years of experience slacking off in the workplace made his words flow effortlessly. "So, Wang Xiaoyi's face was filled with sincere and fervent gratitude as he launched into a long, enthusiastic tirade of praise for the weapon shop owner."

The shop owner initially stood behind the counter with a professional smile; after all, working in this small fishing village's weapon shop, he dealt with all sorts of customers every day and was long accustomed to various expressions and words. However, as Wang Xiaoyi began his incessant praise, a subtle change gradually appeared in his eyes.

At first, the shopkeeper thought the boy was simply expressing his gratitude innocently, so he maintained a polite smile. But as Wang Xiaoyi became more and more excited, and his poetic and exaggerated praises flooded him like a tidal wave, the shopkeeper's eyes slowly widened, revealing an expression of disbelief. His weathered face seemed to deepen with this sudden surprise, each furrow filled with a unique emotion.

"Boss, your shop must be blessed by heaven. Look, every weapon here seems to be enchanted, full of unique charm. It must be your character that influences these weapons, making them so extraordinary." Hearing these words, the shopkeeper unconsciously stroked the weapon rack, his eyes revealing an unprecedented pride in his shop. He thought to himself, he quietly ran his business in this small space, not seeking great wealth or fame, but to have this child speak of him and his little weapon shop as so extraordinary suddenly gave him a unique sense of accomplishment.

As Wang Xiaoyi's praise escalated, "Your wisdom is like the deep ocean, unfathomable; your kindness is like the warm sunshine, capable of melting the coldest ice and snow," the boss's lips unconsciously curved upwards. His smile transformed from a professional one into a genuine, heartfelt one, and the crow's feet around his eyes smoothed out. He felt as if he had suddenly become much younger, as if the weariness etched by time had been swept away by these words of praise. A warm current seemed to surge within him; this feeling of being sincerely praised was like drinking a steaming cup of fine wine on a cold winter's day, warming his very soul.

"Boss, you are truly the kindest, fairest, and most discerning merchant I have ever met." Wang Xiaoyi's voice was full of admiration, and his eyes sparkled. "Look at you, you've been in this little fishing village for so long, you must have met countless people. But you treat a small customer like me with such sincerity and generosity. You don't know, selling this longsword to you was such a good deal, but you even gave me an extra silver coin. It's like a ray of hope shining into my life."

He paused for a moment, then continued, "Your act of kindness is like a beacon in the darkness, illuminating the path for this poor boy. I feel that you are the greatest philanthropist in the world. Although you are just a small arms shop owner, in my heart, your image is much greater than that of those high-ranking nobles."

When Wang Xiaoyi said, "I think if you were to become king, you would surely bring prosperity to the entire country, and the people would live happy and fulfilling lives. Your children would undoubtedly be gifted little angels, and your wife would be the most beautiful and gentle woman in the world. Your home would be filled with laughter, like a fairytale castle," the shopkeeper blushed deeply. He rubbed his rough hands, calloused from years of exposure to the sea breeze, with a mixture of embarrassment and overwhelming joy. Tears even welled in his eyes—a feeling of being understood, respected, and elevated to a height he had never imagined. In this remote fishing village, he was just an ordinary weapons shop owner, dealing with mundane business every day. He had never experienced anything like this before, as if a door to a fantastical world had suddenly opened in his otherwise uneventful life, and he himself stood at the center of that door, receiving endless glory and honor.

Wang Xiaoyi's face flushed red, but he showed no sign of stopping: "Boss, do you know? Your eyes sparkle with wisdom, like the brightest star in the night sky. Your smile is like a spring flower, bringing warmth and joy. Every word you say is like golden advice, beneficial for a lifetime."

However, even after he exhausted every possible compliment he could think of, the system remained completely unresponsive. Wang Xiaoyi could only shake his head helplessly and give up. He figured he was probably overthinking it; perhaps there was no such thing as triggering hidden storylines through flattery.

However, what Wang Xiaoyi didn't know was that the system actually had a hidden value: intimacy. His performance of showering the weapon shop owner with praise had significantly increased his intimacy with the system. Although this increase seemed subtle, it would provide him with great assistance in his future adventures.

As Wang Xiaoyi left the weapon shop, he felt as if he could fly. He felt like a nimble little deer, each step a joyful leap. The ten silver coins in his pocket felt heavy, representing not only wealth but also a promise of a bright future.

He quickened his pace, rushing towards the bustling market. The market was a cacophony of voices, a symphony of hawking and bargaining. Wang Xiaoyi weaved through the crowd, his eyes gleaming with excitement, carefully selecting his favorite ingredients.

First, he went to the fish stall. The fresh, large bass was still jumping around in the tank, its scales shimmering silver in the sunlight. Without hesitation, Wang Xiaoyi pointed at it and said to the stall owner, "Boss, I'll take this fish!" He could already picture the delicious grilled fish his mother had made with this fish; the aroma seemed to be wafting into his nose.

Next, he went to the vegetable section. Tender green carrots, bright red tomatoes, and vibrant green onions—every vegetable looked incredibly fresh and appealing. Wang Xiaoyi carefully selected them, occasionally asking the vendor which ones were the freshest. He decided to buy some of his mother's favorite carrots and onions, and some tomatoes to make a soup.

Then he walked to the meat stall. Fresh pork and beef were neatly arranged on the cutting board, emitting an enticing aroma. Wang Xiaoyi decided to buy some high-quality pork to make his mother's specialty, braised pork. He knew his mother would love the taste.

To ensure a varied and delicious meal, Wang Xiaoyi bought some fresh mushrooms and tender green vegetables, thinking they would add more flavor to the soup. Finally, he went to the fruit stand and picked out some fresh apples and grapes, thinking his mother could eat some fruit after the meal to freshen her breath.

After buying the groceries, Wang Xiaoyi felt even happier. He carefully packed the groceries into the cloth bag he carried with him, making sure they wouldn't be crushed. Then, he quickened his pace and ran towards home.

Thinking to himself, "Tonight we're going to have a feast! Today will be the happiest day of our lives for our family." Wang Xiaoyi's mind kept replaying the look of surprise on his mother's face when she saw the ingredients, and the warm scene of the family sitting together enjoying the meal. His heart was filled with anticipation and hope for the future, and his steps became lighter.

Today should be the happiest day for the Elf King Dragon, as it will be able to eat delicious food prepared by humans. Its anticipation is immense. Wang Xiaoyi couldn't help but chuckle to himself. It was truly amusing that the proud Elf King Dragon would be so eager for human food.

However, Wang Xiaoyi suddenly thought of another problem. Since he had lured the Elf King Dragon away from the Nightmare-level dungeon, what would happen if adventurers went to challenge it? This question made him frown slightly. However, he quickly dismissed it; it wasn't something he needed to worry about. If this world had GMs, let them have their headaches. After all, he had more important things to do, like going home to have a sumptuous meal with his family.

Filled with joy and anticipation, Wang Xiaoyi quickened his pace and ran towards home. The afterglow of the setting sun shone on him, as if gilding him with a golden light.