"So... the value of real life should be more valuable than ordinary time coins, right?"

Queyun nodded slightly: "Maybe."

"After all, time coins are just a trading currency. To convert them into life, you still need immortality."

Jiang Yi seemed to be thinking about something.

Later, Queyun continued to explain the logic of the black market using this project to make profits:

"Every time the Longevity Tree forms coins, there is a chance that it will condense into Longevity Coins."

"Once the immortality coin is condensed, it will belong to the black market."

"Of course, regardless of whether or not the immortality coins are produced, customers always get coins based on how much longevity they gain."

Jiang Yi nodded slightly.

He also knew that the value of the longevity coin was higher than that of ordinary time coins.

But that's all.

He felt that this black market was quite conscientious and not dark at all.

Although there is a chance to get longevity coins.

But overall, it is equivalent to making the entire operating system of Ningbi Pool, Longevity Tree and Evolution Blood Spring available to players for free.

If it is general information, some conversion rates will probably be set.

For example, if you pay ten lifetimes, you can only get nine coins in the end?

But on second thought.

It is not necessarily true that Queyun was telling the truth.

Maybe the entire Changshengshu currency system has other profitable parts that he deliberately concealed.

Anyway, it is impossible for the person to tell you openly where he stole the money.

However, this is none of Jiang Yi's business.

So he didn't think about it any more.

I was led by the staff to queue up at the "birthday ceremony table".

While waiting in line, I saw Uncle Huo Ding at the observation deck.

The uncle looked at him from a distance and gave him a friendly look.

Jiang Yi raised his eyebrows and nodded slightly.

Judging from the time when the uncle sent him the message...

This immortal tree is estimated to be ready for payment soon.

Jiang Yi looked at the team in front of him, and then looked at Queyun and his group behind him, "Brother Queyun, do you know how much life should be injected to ensure that the number of 'life injection' ranks in the top nine?"

Queyun thought for a moment and said, "Normally, about 5 million yen would give you a chance to be in the top nine."

"But during the black market festival, it may take tens of millions of dollars to be considered safe."

Jiang Yi nodded slightly.

The little witch at the back of the line grumbled again, "I've lived for millions of years, and I only get to take a bath once, and it's a bath for ten people..."

The tone is still very disgusted.

Queyun pinched her face and said, "If you don't want to take a bath, no one will force you. The brothers will take a bath later, and you and Zhengze can go find a place to play by yourselves."

"I won't!" The little witch retorted firmly, blurting out, "I want to take a bath with Brother Beizhen!"

“…”

As soon as these words came out.

All eyes turned towards me.

The black-robed young man's face froze for a moment.

The little witch quickly covered her face with her hat.

The little boy also had a face full of shame, and he wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

He even queued a little further away on purpose, pretending not to know the uncensored little witch.

Queyun is a shameless person who doesn't care about other people's eyes at all.

After a burst of laughter, he raised his hand and rubbed the little witch's hat vigorously.

He smiled happily and chatted with Jiang Yi again:

"Brother Wuqi, why did you feel like I had heard your name before?"

"With your name, have you ever done anything earth-shattering?"

His tone was half joking.

But it also has a tentative flavor.

Jiang Yi raised his eyebrows and said in a half-joking tone:

"Hey, it's like this—"

"I stole the Wuqi identity and used it as my own."

"So I don't know the origin of this identity."

"But it was indeed my own misunderstanding. I thought that this identity allowed me to know a genius like Brother Queyun."

"I didn't expect... Hi." He shook his head with emotion.

Que Yun was stunned and stared at Jiang Yi for a long time.

Good guy?

Fraudulent identity?

Is this a joke? Or are you serious?

But after thinking about it carefully, Queyun felt that it might be true.

This "Wu Ji" little brother does have an unusual personality.

He subconsciously wanted to ask "Wu Ji" about his true identity.

But on second thought, people deliberately use other people's identities because they don't want to expose themselves.

So he finally didn't ask, but just sighed meaningfully:

"Brother Wuqi is really a man of character. He is so casual about impersonating someone else."

"Hey," Jiang Yi waved his hands nonchalantly, "What's that saying? Sincerity is the ultimate killer move."

Queyun seemed to be thinking about something.

Even the little witch hiding in her hat at the back secretly peeked at Jiang Yi.

She had heard Jiang Yi flattering Que Yun before, and she thought this strange uncle was a flatterer.

Now it seems that it is not what she thought.

Just at this moment, it was Jiang Yi's turn to queue.

He stepped forward and climbed onto the alms bowl.

Que Yunyao looked at Jiang Yi's back.

After a moment, he withdrew his gaze and looked towards Beizhen.

He pinched a soundproof ball, then calmly asked Beizhen, "What do you think?"

Beizhen is a man of few words. He was silent for a moment and then whispered:

“Very sincere indeed.”

"Most people will try their best to cover up what they don't understand and pretend to know it."

"This 'no discrimination'..."

"If he doesn't understand something, he just asks directly, without feeling embarrassed at all."

"It seems sincere, but it just shows that he is full of confidence. The source of this confidence is..."

"Or, his background is strong enough."

"Or he is strong enough."