On this day, the sunlight shone through the mottled leaves and fell on Lin Zhiyue's window.
Lin Zhiyue sat in the house, his eyes sweeping over the mountain of supplies in the corner, and suddenly an idea came to his mind: instead of leaving so many supplies idle, it would be better to sell them on the black market for some money.
She thought to herself that in two years society would be able to trade freely. Right now, supplies were extremely scarce and difficult to purchase. She would be able to make some money by selling the excess supplies on the black market.
Save more money and buy a house in Kyoto in the future. That has always been her dream.
Lin Zhiyue took action as soon as he was told. He took a deep breath and quickly slipped into the space.
In the space, she found the exquisite small box containing the Disguise Pill, took out a pill and put it in her mouth. Then, she closed her eyes tightly and carefully imagined the appearance she wanted to change into.
After a while, a faint glow appeared around his body. After the light dissipated, the appearance of a young man appeared in the space.
This young man has sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, exuding a simple and honest air.
Lin Zhiyue looked at her transformed self and nodded with satisfaction.
Then, she rummaged through the closet in the space and found a set of worn-out clothes with several patches on them, which looked very shabby.
She changed her clothes quickly and found a backpack to carry on her back.
After everything was ready, Lin Zhiyue used his powerful mental strength to construct a city map in his mind and accurately found the location of the black market.
Lin Zhiyue, disguised as a young man, walked steadily towards the entrance of the black market with a calm but cautious pace.
At the entrance of the black market, the atmosphere was so depressing that it made people breathless. The air was filled with an aura of decay and mystery. The light seemed to be swallowed up by this strange place, leaving only darkness.
A thin young man was standing there, his eyes were like cold stars in the dark night, sharp and alert, not missing any slight movement of anyone approaching, as if he could react instantly at the slightest sign of trouble.
Seeing Lin Zhiyue approaching, the gatekeeper took a step forward like a cheetah ready to strike. His eyes were like a sharp knife, moving quickly over Lin Zhiyue's body.
Then, a few words came out of his thin lips, his voice was so cold that there was no warmth at all: "Buy or sell?"
Lin Zhiyue's heart suddenly sank, as if it was being gripped by an invisible giant hand, but she pretended to be calm and silently cheered herself up in her heart.
She lowered her head slightly, and deliberately lowered her voice to a very low level, trying to make her voice sound rough and hoarse, with a calmness that comes from having experienced many vicissitudes of life: "Sell."
The moment the words came out of her mouth, she could feel her throat dry due to nervousness, and her heart was beating violently in her chest, as if it was about to burst through her chest.
The gatekeeper stretched out his hand. His palm was dry and dark. He spread his palm upward and uttered a word briefly and without question: "50 cents."
Lin Zhiyue hurriedly took out the fifty cents that she had prepared long ago from her pocket. The money was a little wrinkled from her grasp, and it was warm from the warmth of her palm.
When she handed the money to the young man, her fingers trembled slightly inadvertently.
The young man took the money, twisted it gently with his fingers, confirmed its authenticity, and then stepped aside to make way.
At this moment, a barely perceptible curiosity flashed in his eyes, as if he was secretly wondering what kind of goods this seemingly ordinary young man was carrying that had the courage to step into this mixed black market.
Lin Zhiyue stepped into the black market, and the noisy sound instantly drowned her out.
In the black market, people are surging, stalls are closely connected, and stall owners are in different shapes, some squatting on the ground, staring at passers-by eagerly;
Or they might stand behind a stall, quietly promoting the benefits of their own goods.
The stalls were filled with all kinds of scarce supplies, including worn-out but still usable daily necessities, precious medicines that were hard to come by outside, and even some strange objects that exuded a mysterious aura and made it impossible to guess their purpose.
The sounds of bargaining, quarreling, and the collision of objects interweave together to form a chaotic melody full of the flavor of urban life.
However, Lin Zhiyue was not disturbed by the chaotic scene. She took a deep breath, stood where she was, and closed her eyes slightly.
In this bustling black market, her heart gradually calmed down. Her powerful mental strength was like an invisible and tough net, which slowly spread out to the surroundings with her as the center.
Her consciousness was immersed in it, carefully sensing and searching every corner, trying to capture the unique aura of the black market boss.
Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and the surrounding noise became a blurred background sound.
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration came to her mind, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and she uttered a word softly: "Hey, I found it."
Just like that, after Lin Zhiyue confirmed the location of the black market boss, he took a deep breath, calmed his mind, and walked towards where the black market boss was.
Along the way, she cleverly avoided the crowds of people wandering around. Some of those people looked panicked, some had cunning eyes, and each of them had their own secrets.
Soon, a slightly hidden courtyard appeared in front of us.
The wall of the courtyard was a little mottled, with a few weeds growing sparsely on the top, swaying gently in the breeze.
At the door, two burly men stood like door gods, with their arms crossed on their chests, their muscles bulging, and their eyes revealing ferocity and alertness. They could quickly keep danger out at the slightest sign of trouble.
As soon as Lin Zhiyue approached the gate of the courtyard, he was stopped by one of the big men.
The big man looked at Lin Zhiyue up and down with a sharp gaze, and said in a low and intimidating voice: "Stop! Who are you and what are you doing here?"
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