If the "armor" was what he thought it might be, then the problem he had been worrying about earlier might not be a problem after all!

Sure enough!

The armor section was filled with all sorts of items—gear to protect the farm from fires, floods, pest infestations, and of course, there was armor specifically designed to guard against various elemental and ability-based attacks depending on the local condition. In short, any equipment that could help ensure the safe growth of plants and animals was classified as good armor.

What excited Kim Haru the most was that none of these items were restricted to farm use. He figured that if he equipped one on himself, it should work just as well, right?

At most, he'd just be treating himself as another crop or livestock from the farm—no big deal!

Although the store didn't have much available to purchase yet, and he didn't have enough gold coins to buy anything right now, Kim Haru was confident that he would manage to survive in this post-apocalyptic world just fine.

Hmm, now the real question was—should he raise the price of his vegetables, considering how precious they were?

Kim Haru poked at the system, but it offered no answer to that question.

Neither rejecting nor agreeing, it seemed the decision was his to make.

Kim Haru looked up, seeing Hwa Jian still standing nervously in front of him, clutching the large cabbage tightly in his arms.

Kim Haru sighed.

He waved his hand, signaling Hwa Jian to leave.

Despite getting such a great deal, this person could have just hurried off with the cabbage without a second thought, but instead, he was worried that Haru was losing out. He even went out of his way to remind him. From the way he lingered, if Haru had decided to take back the cabbage and raise the price, Hwa Jian probably would have returned it willingly.

Kim Haru couldn't help but wonder how someone like him managed to survive in a harsh world like this.

Still, Kim Haru wasn't the kind of person who would go back on his word. Besides, since the system had set this price, Kim Haru trusted that it wouldn't let him take a loss.

Whether something was a good deal or not was always subjective—if both the buyer and the seller thought it was worth it, then it was.

Hwa Jian's eyes lit up. He gave Kim Haru a deep bow before turning around and running off with the cabbage.

Kim Haru didn't pay him any more attention and went back to his task.

He needed to write down the prices in front of the vegetables so he wouldn't have to answer the same question every time someone asked.

He tore a page from the wall calendar to use as makeshift paper and scribbled down the prices. As he wrote, he made plans to visit other markets once his vegetables were mostly sold. There were still too many things his wooden cabin was missing. It was frustrating that he couldn't even find a proper notebook right now.