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"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.

Based on this theme of an overpowered appraisal/assessment skill, here is a short story in that style: "Still trash," he muttered, closing the screen

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

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

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