Selling Devil Fruits in the Marvel Universe

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[System Notification: Next Stage Task Unlocked: Sell 10 Devil Fruits]

[Stage Task Reward: Three lottery draws, or 3000 Origin Points.]

[Note: 1000 Origin Points are equivalent to one lottery draw, and the Host can choose a combination at will.]

Just as he was feeling excited, a series of prompts echoed in Rosh's mind. The system issued a new phase for the sales tasks.

"Ten Devil Fruits, huh?" Rosh was eager to start.

After accumulating sales experience, Rosh felt confident about this new task phase. Not to mention, Fisk had mentioned that he would bring his fiancée for another visit, which meant that one Devil Fruit was already practically reserved!

Moreover, although the number of Devil Fruit users was still limited, their influence had begun to extend within their respective circles. This influence might produce little results, but Rosh believed it would eventually yield benefits over time.

After all, except for Deadpool, who had visited the store naturally, weren't all the other customers brought in by such connections?

This task shouldn't be too difficult!

Helen Cho: ''@Rosh.''

Suddenly, he received a notification from his phone and saw that Helen had messaged the group chat. Helen is far from different from Wade, who would just talk about gossip all day if given the chance. 

Knowing this could be serious, Rosh didn't waste any time and replied immediately. 

Shopkeeper: "@Helen Cho, Dr. Cho, what's the matter?"

Helen Cho: "I want to confirm with you, should we keep the Devil Fruits a secret from mutants?"

Mutants were quite rare, and people rarely encountered them in daily life. The attitudes towards them varied widely. Some people sympathized with and supported mutants, while others were hostile or even wanted them eliminated. In any case, anything involving mutants was a highly sensitive topic. Helen Cho felt it necessary to get Rosh's opinion on this matter.

Other group members also started paying attention at this point, equally curious about Rosh's stance on mutants. His position could influence their future interactions with mutants. It could be troublesome if the shop owner was highly opposed to mutants, and they inadvertently brought one to him.

Wade Wilson: "Good question, Dr. Cho! I've been meaning to ask the same thing, but I always forget."

Wade Wilson: "To be honest, two rather annoying mutants keep pestering me—one with silver, metallic skin and another girl who can light up like a human glowstick."

Wade Wilson: "Oh, did I mention they're both X-Men?"

Wade Wilson: "I have no idea what they see in me, but they keep trying to recruit me into the X-Men, even though I'm not a mutant. Isn't that hilarious?"

Wade then went on and on in the group chat, typing incredibly fast and spamming the chat with vast chunks of text as if he were pouring water out of a bucket. 

Suddenly, a notification appeared in the group chat.

"Group member Wade Wilson has been muted by the group owner for five minutes."

Finally, peace returned to the chat.

'Mutants, huh?' Rosh pondered. Frankly, he had no bias against mutants or any particular group. However, there was one mutant with a troublesome ability, Professor X.

This guy could read memories and control thoughts at will, which seemed too overpowered. Rosh did not want his secrets exposed to Professor X.

After some thought, Rosh entered the chat and asked the system: "System, can any psychic ability users read my mind and discover your existence?"

[The system's existence cannot be detected by any form of psychic probing!] 

[Since the system is bound to the Host, the Host's mental world is also protected by the system and cannot be probed!]

With that assurance, Rosh was completely at ease.

Shopkeeper: "Dr. Cho and everyone else, I treat mutants and ordinary people equally. Feel free to act according to your own judgment."

Helen Cho: "Got it, Shopkeeper. That's all I needed to know."

Vanessa: "Dr. Cho, did you come into contact with any mutants?"

Helen Cho: "Not directly. A friend of mine asked if I could treat a mutant, and I have yet to agree. I wanted to clarify some issues first.''

Shopkeeper: "No problem, Dr. Cho. Follow your own judgment. If you decide to treat the mutant and they inquire about Devil Fruits, feel free to tell them."

Helen Cho: "Understood, Shopkeeper! I won't bother you any longer. Goodbye!"

True to her decisive nature, Dr. Cho logged off immediately after finishing her business, not saying anything more than necessary.

But that made sense; everyone here was an adult with their own things to attend to. What puzzled Rosh was why Deadpool always seemed to have time to hang out in the group. Were mercenaries really that idle?

After spending about three hours in the shop, during which six or seven customers stopped by, Rosh was not surprised that there were no more sales. He had already expected that. Besides, he had already sold four Devil Fruits today and was very satisfied.

Quickly closing the store, he returned to the familiar barren mountain where he often trained. But this time, he wasn't there to train—he was there to experience the feeling of being a Navy Admiral!

"Ama no Murakumo!" 

With a thought, countless photons rapidly gathered in his palm, forming a golden, gleaming sword.

*Swish!*

A large tree as thick as a man's torso was effortlessly cut in half with a casual slash.

"Light-Speed Kick!"

He kicked out, and a terrifying beam of light shot forward, shattering a massive boulder into fragments.

"Yasakani no Magatama!"

Rosh transformed into light particles and flew into the air, crossing his hands above his head.

*Zzz!* *Zzz!*

Dense photon projectiles rained down like a storm, creating a spectacular display.

After testing some other techniques, Rosh's face was beaming with joy, as if he had just won the lottery. He had mastered his abilities, genuinely possessing the strength of a Navy Admiral—at least in terms of fruit usage.

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