"Little Qin, once you enter the light screen, remember to stay anonymous, or else the administrators will kick you out."
"Got it."
The three of them stepped through the light screen, and their figures immediately became obscured.
Qin Siyang looked at Li Tianming and Zhang Kuang beside him, both had turned into indistinct silhouettes.
Even when he looked down at his own body, it was just as blurred and unrecognizable.
"This is amazing!", Just as Qin Siyang was about to marvel at it, he was startled by the sharp, high-pitched voice that came out of his mouth.
His voice had changed too.
Before he could recover from the shock, a figure appeared before him.
What surprised him was that this person was unaffected by the invisibility barrier, his appearance remained perfectly clear.
The man had a friendly smile, dressed in a suit and tie, looking every bit like a service staff member.
Zhang Kuang explained, "This guy collects the black market entry fees. He's from the Zhao family."
"Entry fee?"
"Sir, welcome. The entry fee is ten silver coins per person. There are three of you. Will you be paying separately or together?"
"Ten per person? Isn't that daylight robbery?"
'This black market's entry fee is way too expensive!'
Qin Siyang was about to discuss it with Li Tianming and Zhang Kuang when—
Both of them spoke at the same time: ""Together.""
Then, they pointed at Qin Siyang, "He'll pay."
"What the hell? Why am I the sucker?"
"Come on, we're accompanying you here, giving you advice on what to buy. You can't expect us to pay for ourselves, right?"
"Yeah. You know my situation. I'm broke. If you don't cover me, I'll just wait outside."
Qin Siyang gritted his teeth in frustration.
Li Tianming being shameless was expected.
But why was Zhang Kuang making him pay too?
Still, Zhang Kuang had a point, they were here to help him shop.
He couldn't just kick Zhang Kuang out.
Qin Siyang clenched his jaw and said, "I don't have cash. Can I use an electronic account?"
"Of course. We use the Aisiko Anonymous Transfer System, so your real name won't be visible."
Qin Siyang suddenly thought of something, "Aisiko Anonymous Transfer System? Is it related to the Aisiko Anonymous Chatroom?"
Back when he first contacted Qian Wenzhao, it was through the Aisiko Anonymous Chatroom to discuss the sequence registration deal.
Hearing the same name now, he naturally linked the two, "Looks like sir is already familiar with our products. The Aisiko Series applications are all developed by our black market's tech team."
'So, this is the Zhao family's thing too?'
'Damn!'
'They really have their hands in everything.'
After Qin Siyang painfully transferred thirty silver coins, the payment collector finally let them through.
"Hope you three enjoy your time in the market."
Qin Siyang replied coldly, "With a thirty-silver entry fee, I doubt I'll enjoy anything."
"Sir, that's the boss's rule. I can't do anything about it."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, I get it."
Qin Siyang shot a glare at Li Tianming and Zhang Kuang, filled with resentment.
Unfortunately, the invisibility barrier blurred his figure.
The two of them didn't sense his hostile stare at all.
The three walked deeper into the marketplace.
After passing a massive graffiti-covered wall, Qin Siyang spotted a few simple stalls, along with people buying and selling goods.
Everyone spoke casually, like they were just having conversations.
Qin Siyang frowned, "Why is it so quiet? Why isn't anyone shouting to sell their stuff?"
"Obviously. These are all people with status. Who would be desperate enough to yell like a street vendor?"
He passed by a stall.
On the counter, written in chalk, were the words:
[Sequence Potion. Guaranteed Authentic. Can Be Verified. 12 Silver Coins per Bottle. Cash Only.]
Qin Siyang nudged Old Li, "See that? Twelve silver per bottle! Do you know how many bottles I gave you for free? Don't you think you should show some appreciation?"
"Why be so petty? I paid for your funeral, didn't I?"
"Fine. However much you spent on my funeral, I'll pay you back. But you better return the money for those Sequence Potions."
"Alright, enough with the nitpicking."
A figure stopped in front of them, looking at the Sequence Potion seller.
"Twelve silver per bottle? That cheap?"
"Yes. Cash only."
"I'll take everything you have."
"Alright."
One asked, one answered.
In just a few words, they had sealed the deal.
Right in front of Qin Siyang's eyes.
Simple. Direct.
Qin Siyang sighed, "I wish buying a God-Hunting Weapon was this easy."
Li Tianming scoffed, "What are you thinking? Only stuff like Sequence Potions, which have clear market prices, are easy to buy. A God-Hunting Weapon deal? That's gonna take some serious haggling."
They wandered around the black market twice but didn't find any God-Hunting Weapons that suited Qin Siyang.
"No luck. No one's selling armor or blades. Looks like this trip was a waste."
"Then let's head back."
"No way!!", Hearing Zhang Kuang and Li Tianming suggest leaving, Qin Siyang instantly protested.
"Thirty silver coins—just wasted like that? I have to buy something today!"
"Be reasonable. You want to buy, but there's nothing for sale, what do you expect us to do?"
"Let's wait a bit longer! Maybe some sellers haven't arrived yet."
"…Fine."
Like a bunch of street hooligans, the three of them loitered in the bustling black market, wandering back and forth for almost an hour.
Li Tianming and Zhang Kuang were yawning nonstop.
Qin Siyang, on the other hand, remained focused, scanning every vendor who set up shop, hoping to see armor or a God-Hunting Weapon for sale.
But every time, he was met with disappointment.
Just as he was about to give up, he spotted a figure approaching a worn-out table.
The person erased the previous seller's chalk markings and wrote down their own merchandise:
[God-Hunting Weapons: Red Silk Armor (Tier 2), Short Bee Dagger (Tier 2). Bring an offer.]
Qin Siyang's excitement surged.
'Finally!'
'And they are Tier 2 God-Hunting Weapons!'
'This is a rare find!'
The Tier 1 Cyan-Striped Armor that Florence had given him had helped him survive almost twenty seconds in the corrosive liquid of the Pooled Begonia.
If it had been any ordinary protective suit, he'd be dead already.
'If Tier 1 armor is that powerful, then Tier 2—won't that be godly?'
'And a Tier 2 dagger, too.'
'No question about it, this is my chance!'
Qin Siyang rushed up immediately.
The seller asked, "Looking to buy?"
"I need to check the quality of your Red Silk Armor and Short Bee Dagger first."
"These were crafted by Professor Zhong Dingming of West Pillar University's Forging Department."
Zhong Dingming?
Qin Siyang didn't know him.
But judging from the seller's tone, he seemed to be some forging master.
Li Tianming and Zhang Kuang came over too.
Li Tianming asked, "Zhong Dingming's work actually made it here?"
"It's just Tier 2 God-Hunting Weapons. Not exactly priceless treasures."
"Alright, let's inspect the goods."
"Check the goods after you verify your funds. No point wasting my breath if you can't afford them."
Qin Siyang opened his electronic account, covering his name, and showed the seller, "I've got a few hundred silver coins. I'm not some broke loser."
The seller hesitated for a moment, then said: "Get lost."
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