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"Check this out! The finest steel from the Northern Dwarves!" a salesman shouted, holding up a gleaming sword.

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"It’s not just a cheat skill," Levin grinned, wrapping the priceless armor in his cloak. "It’s a cheat for becoming the richest man in the world." "Check this out

He tried to keep his face blank, walking over to the merchant. "How much for this whole box of junk?"

Levin tossed the coin, grabbed the heavy box, and walked away trying to look nonchalant. The moment he was behind a stone wall, he used a small pouch of water to wash the grime off the top piece. "It’s a cheat for becoming the richest man in the world

The merchant didn't even look up. "One silver coin. Take it away, it's just garbage anyway."

Based on this theme of an overpowered appraisal/assessment skill, here is a short story in that style: The merchant didn't even look up

Levin glanced at it. [Appraisal: Common Steel with Silver Paint. Worth 10 copper.] He chuckled and moved on.