After using the black market compass, Chen Ping started preparing dinner, wanting to fill his stomach first.

The last dragon beast in the water dungeon was a soft-bodied squid-type dragon beast. It escaped the whale's mouth because it was at the bottom. But now it seems that it was not bad to enter the whale's mouth. At least the star whale swallowed it whole. But now? Not only was it cut into eight pieces, but it was also put on the grill, steamed, braised, and so on.

Ah, just one word: miserable!

Chen Ping had already prepared the dishes, but the black market hadn't arrived yet. He glanced at the sky; it wasn't completely dark yet, so he'd probably have to wait a while longer.

First, buy some drinks from the vending machine, and then slowly enjoy them.

Rain Cloud ran off to the Elf race, so Ailai and the other two won't be coming back today.

After we had eaten and drunk our fill, it was almost completely dark.

Chen Ping first collected all the spirit pearls in the swimming pool. Unexpectedly, there was one. Looking at the swimming pool, he was surprised to find that there were now more than 200 spirit-spitting fish instead of the original 100. It seemed that they had bred.

Good job, keep it up!

It took almost another hour to reach the black market.

[System: The beginner area is about to be reached. Do you wish to continue?]

Chen Ping stopped the island and flew over with his dragon wings. Just like the first time he went to the black market, as long as it was black market territory, it was not a beginner's area. It seems that the black market has a lot of power.

Even the newbie zone can be affected?

Upon entering the black market area, just like last time, there was a huge crowd of people—those who fly in the sky, swim in the water, and make all sorts of tools.

Hmm, looking at the Kuroshima ahead, this Kuroshima seems to be bigger than the last one? Looks like they're not the same company.

The flight was fast, and Chen Ping quickly arrived at the port and joined the queue.

There weren't many people ahead of him, and it was Chen Ping's turn soon.

Black market worker: "Please show your identity token."

Chen Ping handed over the membership token directly.

The black market staff glanced at him, then immediately said respectfully, "Respected member, please come in!"

After taking back the token, Chen Ping went straight inside. Although this black market was much larger than the last one, the locations of the buildings seemed to be similar.

This time, Chen Ping didn't need to follow the crowd; instead, he headed straight for the stall area, since the auction hadn't started yet anyway.

There are many unscrupulous merchants in the street vendor area who try to cheat you. If you don't have a good eye, you might lose everything.

Chen Ping looked around and saw that there weren't many people. Well, that made sense; everyone was queuing outside.

Chen Ping silently wondered if his current appraisal skill was at a god-level, and whether he could identify the attributes.

Hmm, let's give it a try. He randomly picked a stall and looked around. There were quite a lot of things, but they were all items that Chen Ping didn't recognize, and he didn't know which sea they came from.

Pick up any item and then appraise it.

【???】

[Authorization Note: Ah, the black market is an official industry. Although it can be identified, it might attract unwanted attention.]

[Identification and Crack: Use or Not]

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Chen Ping immediately abandoned the idea of ​​having it appraised.

An official industry? I'm outta here, I can't afford to mess with them.

Chen Ping's main purpose was the auction. These street stalls didn't have many good items, so it was best not to offend the authorities; it wasn't worth it.

However, as other people gradually walked in, the number of stalls increased instantly, leaving Chen Ping dazzled.

Even though I know there's nothing good there, in this kind of atmosphere, it would be a shame not to buy a few things.

Chen Ping scratched the back of his hand; it was a little itchy. He wasn't planning on buying any props or equipment. Hmm, he'd buy some plant-based items instead.

Over the next hour, Chen Ping bought more than a dozen plant-related items. Well, what a rip-off! Only three were spirit plants; the rest were ordinary grafted plants, and some were even spirit plants that had failed to graft—completely useless.

That's right, just like the ones Ailai and the others grafted in the plantation, although they all look like spirit plants, most of them are actually just ordinary plants, some of which are even useless.

The three spiritual plants are the kind that increase attribute points, but there is a cap of 10 attribute points. It's better than nothing, and you can accumulate them.

Having been ripped off for tens of thousands of gold coins, Chen Ping continued browsing. After all, the auction hadn't started yet, and he couldn't just wait around idly.

This time, Chen Ping only bought what interested him, and needless to say, he spent nearly 100,000 gold coins to buy a bunch of junk, which he then gave away for free—the kind that no one else wanted.

Chen Ping stood in a small corner, looking somewhat resigned, throwing away the scrap metal piece by piece. If he hadn't known his storage space was full, he might have continued buying. It's really easy to get hooked; after all, it's like opening a blind box—exciting!

Looking at the pile of scrap metal before him, Chen Ping patted the back of his right hand with his left and muttered, "If I buy any more, I'll chop off my hand!" {Hmm, he took out the gold coins with his right hand.}

After waiting in the corner for another half hour, Chen Ping asked boredly, "Ah~~ why hasn't the auction started yet?"

"I'm so bored, how about we go out for a walk again?"

"Uh, no, let's wait a little longer."

......

Chen Ping, looking like an idiot, continued throwing scrap metal in the corner. ε=(′ο｀*))) Sigh, this time it was his left hand's fault; the back of his hand was already red from being slapped by his right hand. Hehe, his right hand got its revenge.

Chen Ping leaned against the wall with his hands, the backs of which were red, and this time he was truly unmoved. Another ten minutes or so passed.

Clang clang clang!!

As the bells rang, the stall owners who had been setting up their stalls immediately began to pack up and quickly headed towards the auction.

Chen Ping: "Ugh, damn it, couldn't we have started earlier?!"

After sighing, he walked towards the auction house, grumbling and cursing. As for who he was cursing? Needless to say, it was the black market.

Another queue. Oh, it's definitely bigger than the first black market I went to. There are even five checkpoints for queuing, whereas the previous one only had two.

Chenping arrived very quickly.

Black market staff: "Oh, esteemed member, please go to the second floor. This is your room number."

Chen Ping raised an eyebrow. "Hey, not bad. I'm someone who can have a private room now, hehe."

I checked the room number, 444. Hmm, not bad, it's an auspicious number, I like it.

Chen Ping quickly arrived at room 444. Upon entering, he found it quite nice. Not only was there a sofa, but it was also equipped with fruit, snacks, drinks, and more. It truly lived up to its reputation as a prestigious VIP member.

Huh? As soon as he sat down, Chen Ping noticed a notebook on the table. Curious, he opened it and saw that the first thing was to become a member and meet various conditions.