Chapter 86

Chapter 86: Black Market Transaction

Ye Qiyan had already thought about how to ask.

“The City of a Thousand Stars and other cities have regulations against selling items above level 4, but I think there must be places where such transactions can happen, right? Can you tell me?”

“Of course there are such places, but those city alliance rules are only meant to restrict newcomers like you. If a high-level Train Conductor were to trade, no one would dare restrict them.”

Shaya snorted disdainfully, her manicured fingers continuing to tap on the Light Screen.

“Secret black market. I just asked that woman Zhu Xingtu; she’s not sealed, so she knows more than I do. Now, if low-level Train Conductors want to trade items above level 4, they can only go there. Wait, I’ll get you an invitation card.”

She reached out to Zhu Xingtu, who was fiddling with some tarot cards beside her.

“Hand it over.”

“What?”

“The black market invitation card. Didn’t you say that place can only be accessed with an invitation card? Hurry up and give it to me. I know you have one.”

Zhu Xingtu opened her mouth, looked at Shaya, and reached out to touch her forehead.

“No fever.”

“Go away, go away. I’m not sick.”

“You’re not sick, so why would I… Oh~ It’s that young man again, hehe~ Here you go.”

Seeing Zhu Xingtu’s strange smile, Shaya felt bewildered.

She snatched the invitation card and sent it directly via email.

“What are you smiling about? This is a reasonable investment. He’s the owner of a blasphemy card… fragment, and there’s a high chance he’ll get a full blasphemy card. You understand what that means.”

Zhu Xingtu didn’t speak, but her eyes turned into that appearance of infinite stars, and her tone became that of a Charlatan.

“Fate tells me… hmm… fate says nothing~”

“But, it’s quite interesting.”

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Opening his mailbox, Ye Qiyan extracted the email and looked at the pure black card, his mouth twitching.

“Even if it’s called a black market, there’s no need for the entire card to be black, right? How do I use this thing?”

[Black Market Invitation Card]: Use to enter the Black Market Trading Platform.

[Note: Hello, dear friend. Because of some idiots, I created this special platform for Train Conductors. Here, there are no restrictions on any transactions, as long as you have Train Coins.

——by Christine]

Swiping on the system Light Screen, the black from the card spread across the screen in front of him, and then the words ‘Black Market’ appeared on it.

[Welcome to the Black Market. Current member level: 1. You can view items of level 4 and below. Please try to place items for trade to increase your member level. Of course, you can also spend Train Coins to top up directly~ I recommend the latter.]

“There’s a membership system? Hiss, I have a feeling I want to hang this person from a streetlight.”

He complained speechlessly but didn’t care. He was here to sell, not to buy.

After all, he didn’t have many Train Coins right now.

“How to trade? Hmm… here? Manual item appraisal and pricing? That’s quite user-friendly.”

He pressed this option, and soon, a message appeared on the Light Screen.

“Hello, appraisal customer service 9527 is at your service. Please place the item you wish to trade in front of the Train System’s control Light Screen.”

He raised the Trickster Sword and aimed it at the Light Screen.

“Like this?”

Before long, a new message appeared.

“Appraisal complete. Item name: Trickster Sword. Level: 6. Suggested price: 30 Train Coins.”

“Place on Black Market Trading Platform?”

“Place.”

“Placement successful. Transaction successful. As this is your first transaction, the 5% handling fee is waived.”

“That fast?”

Looking at the thirty Train Coins he received, Ye Qiyan was in a good mood. He hadn’t expected the sword with all its negative effects to sell so quickly. He had been prepared to leave it listed for a long time.

“Handling fee, 5%, that’s okay, and this time it was waived. Hey, the person who created the black market isn’t so bad after all.”

Ye Qiyan counted his money happily. Adding to what he had left, he now had forty-six Train Coins. It seemed time for the next Train Sublimation.

After the transaction, his member level rose to 2, allowing him to view items above level 5.

However, the prices of these items were all extremely high. With that kind of money, he’d rather buy low-level items and sublimate them himself.

Moreover, even the black market didn’t have items like Flame Stones or Calculation Units?

“Customer service, are there no upgrade items like Flame Stones or Calculation Units in the black market?”

“We do have them, member. You need to reach level 3 to unlock the purchase permission for Train upgrade items.”

Well, his member level wasn’t high enough.

Ye Qiyan suddenly thought of something else.

He continued asking.

“Then, what level do I need to reach to view mind cubes?”

“Level 5.”

That high?

According to the current pattern, each member level up allows viewing items one level higher, so mind cubes… are equivalent to level 8 items?

Upon learning this, Ye Qiyan became even more curious about the blueprint of the Hunting Mechadragon, wondering what it would be like if it could be built.

He was looking forward to it.

After finishing the black market transaction, the invitation card returned to his hand, now with a gilded Roman numeral ‘II’ on it.

[Note: Next black market entry available in one day.]

He put the invitation card away and yawned.

He took out his pocket watch; the exact time was past 10 PM.

Having run around in the snowy mountains all afternoon, the fatigue finally caught up with him.

“So sleepy…”

Under the gaze of the enormous moon in the Endless Wilderness, Ye Qiyan returned to bed, his eyelids growing heavy.

Tonight, nothing happened.

But many people weren’t as lucky to sleep so easily.

Shangguan Yingxue looked at the twenty Train Coins she had barely managed to trade for and bit her lip.

At her previous station, she hadn’t found a Treasure Chest. Even after selling everything she could, she was still far from the thirty Train Coins.

“Just ten short. What should I do…”

She truly had nothing left to sell. What remained were items she had to keep, and those couldn’t be sold.

Unless…

Looking at a name among her friends, Shangguan Yingxue hesitated, then opened a private chat.

Shangguan Yingxue: “Are you there?”

Before long, the other party replied.

Zhao Lin: “What’s the matter? I don’t have any more snacks or toiletries to sell right now. If you’re asking about that, no need to say more.”