Tuberculosis Rabbit's thoughts raced, and, he had to admit, it was indeed a good idea.
It's just luxury goods, after all.
Blue Star had an abundance of luxury goods, and each one had its own story to tell.
All imbued with cultural depth and the accumulation of time.
He also noticed that the luxury goods sold in Sky City were of intrinsic value or heritage; none were mere brand labels.
There are two kinds of luxury goods on Blue Star.
One kind has cultural significance and is costly to produce, while the other is simply about the label—the brand is what's valuable, not the product itself.
If...
"Hey, are you getting this?"
The daydreaming Tuberculosis Rabbit had completely forgotten about the middle-aged man taunting him; it was only when he heard the man's voice that he snapped back to attention and nodded seriously, "I get it."
He then headed towards the entrance of the mall, intending to give it a thorough look to see if he could find a way for Yi to strike it rich.