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Levin's eyes widened. His [Appraisal] skill went into overdrive, glowing in his vision.

He was currently strolling through the "Forbidden Auction House," a place where desperate adventurers sold broken equipment, hoping to find a hidden gem. The air was thick with the smell of rust and bad decisions. Levin's eyes widened

Then, his eyes landed on a pile of dirt-covered, dull gray metal plates in a corner box marked: 5 Copper Each - Scrap Metal. The air was thick with the smell of rust and bad decisions

[Quality: Mythical] [Notes: This is not scrap. This is 'Star-Forged Titanium' from a fallen meteor. It possesses magical damage resistance and self-healing properties. Currently masked by mundane filth.] This is 'Star-Forged Titanium' from a fallen meteor

"Still trash," he muttered, closing the screen. Ever since he was banished from the hero's party for having a "useless" non-combat skill, he’d been scraping by in the slums. Everyone in this fantasy world obsessed over combat power, ignoring the convenience of knowing exactly what everything was. Ping.

Title: My Appraisal Skill is Too Cheesy! - Episode 4.1: The Trash Heap's Treasure Levin sighed, looking down at his status screen. Levin Job: None Skills: [Appraisal: Lv. MAX]