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

Then, his eyes landed on a pile of dirt-covered, dull gray metal plates in a corner box marked: 5 Copper Each - Scrap Metal.

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] The merchant didn't even look up

The gray metal gleamed with an ethereal, starlit glow, reflecting the sunlight with blinding intensity.

"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

Based on this theme of an overpowered appraisal/assessment skill, here is a short story in that style:

[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.] MAX] The gray metal gleamed with an ethereal,

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