Bai Mu noticed that the title "Walking Headline" was graded as "Unique."
'Is this a special title that only I possess?'
Compared to "Survival Master," its effect was far less obvious and offered no immediate use, but Bai Mu could already envision scenarios where it would come in handy.
During certain Scripts, it would likely grant him privileges far beyond what the basic background identities arranged by Paradise could offer.
'This Unique grade feels pretty much like it means "custom-made,"' he mused.
Since he had no way to verify it at the moment, Bai Mu tossed the thought to the back of his mind and moved on to examine other things.
He currently held 300 Points, the reward he had just earned for clearing the Script.
These functioned much like premium currency in a video game. Searching through the menu, he quickly discovered two different shops where he could spend his Points.
The first shop sold the most ordinary daily necessities. It read like a supermarket catalog, offering everything from food and electronics to basic household items.
It closely resembled the online shopping platforms from before the apocalyptic collapse, and the prices were far cheaper than he had anticipated.
A case of thirty 250-milliliter cartons of pure milk cost only 1 Point, and a one-kilogram slab of beef tenderloin was also priced at a mere 1 Point.
All of these everyday goods were incredibly cheap. Even major electronic appliances like televisions and computers were priced at under 5 Points.
'Looking at it this way, the actual value of Points is quite high.'
'The real purchasing power of a single Point is anywhere from five hundred to two thousand bucks. Spending a Point on a case of milk is an absolute rip-off.'
Calculating by the maximum conversion rate, Bai Mu, with his 300 Points, was effectively a wealthy heir wielding a massive fortune of six hundred thousand dollars in this basic shop.
He could buy almost any daily necessity he desired without a second thought. Unfortunately, the items in this store were strictly limited to ordinary household goods.
While the selection was vast—even including certain indescribable adult items—he couldn't find a single heavy object or weapon like "firearms," "gunpowder," "tanks," "engines," or "cars."
Everything available was strictly tied to mundane daily life. There were no restricted items, not even educational textbooks. The most lethal weapon he could purchase was a kitchen knife. Furthermore, there were no living creatures for sale.
Whether it was blooming plants, kittens, or puppies, he failed to find a single living, breathing organism in the search results.
Aside from those limitations, the catalog truly had everything one could ever need.
In the top right corner of the community shop, there was a small note.
"Any items purchased in this shop are strictly limited to use within the Community."
By combining all the information he had gathered so far, it wasn't hard to deduce the operating mechanics of Endless Paradise.
It appeared that Bai Mu would have to repeatedly participate in Paradise's Scripts to earn Community Time.
The Community acted as a safe zone. While he was here, he figured he would be relatively safe, allowing him to rest properly and clear his mind.
When his Community Time ran out, his resting period would be over. Since Paradise had possessed the power to instantly teleport him from a rescue ship into the Community, it naturally had the power to instantly whisk him away to somewhere else.
Once the countdown hit zero, Players would likely be forced into their next unknown Script.
That brought up a critical question: if he died during a Script, did that mean he would truly die in reality?
If this were a video game, the answer would be obvious. The death of a character wouldn't permanently lock a player out of the game; they would simply hit respawn and try again.
But would Paradise give him the chance for a do-over?
It was an impossible question to answer definitively, but Bai Mu strongly leaned toward the assumption that dying in a Script meant absolute death.
He had already completed one Script, and every sensory experience within it had been completely indistinguishable from the real world. His status panel displayed a Player ID: K8107. It was safe to assume this wasn't a single-player game created just for him.
He was neither unique nor an exception, but rather just another "test subject" meant to be observed.
When scientists conducted experiments on lab rats, they didn't try to resurrect one if they accidentally killed it. They simply reached into the cage and grabbed a fresh one.
However, it was entirely possible that rare, precious items functioning like "death immunities" or "revival tokens" existed within the Scripts.
He vividly remembered perishing alongside a horde of Zombies in a massive explosion. Yet, Paradise had somehow managed to completely restore him from the brink of annihilation. This proved that the system possessed the miraculous power to return a dying person to perfect health.
This was a realm brimming with mysteries and the unknown. He had yet to fully grasp the rules of survival in Paradise. His priority shouldn't be fantasizing about the distant future, but rather proceeding with absolute, unwavering caution, staying highly vigilant against anything he might encounter.
'No time like the present. Let's start by testing out the purchasing system.'
Bai Mu selected a complete set of gym equipment and added it to his shopping cart. The total cost came out to a mere 12 Points.
The package included a treadmill, a rowing machine, a vast array of dumbbells and barbells, a power rack, parallel bars, jump ropes, grip strengtheners, and more.
The moment he hit purchase, a prompt popped up on the menu confirming that the goods had been successfully delivered to his warehouse.
In the Community menu, there was a warehouse tab functioning exactly like a video game inventory, complete with exactly one hundred empty slots. He mentally willed the items to be extracted into the Community.
Instantly, the heavy gym equipment materialized out of thin air, filling the room. His small, thirty-square-meter room instantly felt incredibly cramped.
He noticed that he could also spend Points to expand the overall square footage of his room, but the cost was noticeably steeper. It required 10 Points to expand the room by a single square meter. He decided against indulging in such a luxury, opting instead to shove his bed into the corner to clear a dedicated workout space.
He carefully inspected the structural integrity and labels on the equipment but found zero corporate branding or logos. They were brand-new and built with incredibly high-quality steel. Given the complete lack of a manufacturer's mark, Bai Mu simply assumed that Paradise had materialized them out of nothing.
After testing out the equipment, he confirmed that the items in the Community shop were perfectly real, functional, and identical to their descriptions.
With that verified, his gaze shifted toward the second shop.
It was a special storefront called the "Script Shop," and much like his own Community Time, it featured a ticking 108-hour countdown clock.