Death Train: SSS-level talent right from the start!

Qin Zhaoyang walked beside Chen Ye, looking around: "This Infinite City seems to be the same Infinite City as last time. Look at that convenience store, even the sign is in the same place."

"Not necessarily." Wen Ning walked beside him, her gaze sweeping over the shops on both sides of the street: "There must be more than one Infinite City. There are at least tens of thousands of Death Trains. One Infinite City is definitely not enough. It must be that the designers of Infinite City were lazy and used a template."

Qin Zhaoyang nodded: "That's true."

The group walked along the street for about half an hour, and then the view ahead suddenly opened up.

A tall building stands at the street corner, with four large characters on its roof: Haitian Hotel.

The hotel was more than twice the size of the one they had stayed at last time. There were two dark gray marble pillars at the entrance, the revolving door had a silver-white metal frame, and the floor was covered with dark marble that was as smooth as a mirror.

Chen Ye stopped in his tracks: "This is the place."

The group walked through the revolving door and into the hall.

The hall's ceiling height appears to be over six meters, with a huge crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling, its countless tiny glass shards reflecting soft light.

The reception area is made of a single dark-colored stone slab with clean and simple lines.

Behind the reception desk stood a woman in a red uniform. Her hair was neatly styled in a bun, and she wore a standard smile.

This slightly eerie smile was exactly the same as the one from the hotel receptionist last time, even down to the curve of the corners of her mouth. The only difference was the hotel uniform.

"Even the receptionists look exactly the same; they really are all cut from the same template."

Qin Zhaoyang muttered something under his breath.

Chen Ye didn't reply. He walked to the front desk and glanced at the price list on the wall.

Deluxe Room: 200 points per night.

Single room: 100 points per night.

Double room: 50 points per night.

The prices here are noticeably higher, but thankfully not by much, so it's still acceptable.

"Welcome to Haitang Hotel. How many rooms would you like?"

The receptionist's voice was sweet and standard, without any emotional fluctuation, just like the receptionist from last time.

Zhao Hai stepped forward: "Get three double rooms, consecutive numbers, for three days."

After he finished speaking, he brought up the system panel and paid 450 points.

The receptionist took three room cards from under the counter and handed them to Zhao Hai: "Your room is on the 8th floor, 805, 806, 807. The elevator is on the right side of the lobby. Have a pleasant stay."

Zhao Hai took the room cards and gave one to Chen Ye and one to Wen Ning.

Lei Xing and the others then booked cheap double rooms, while Gu Qinghuan booked a single room that cost 100 points per night, which drew everyone's attention.

The receptionist didn't say anything extra, quickly processed the paperwork, and handed her the room key.

Gu Qinghuan took it and turned to walk towards the elevator.

Chen Ye watched the retreating figure, then looked away and said, "Let's go, let's go up too."

Eighteen people entered the elevator, the elevator doors closed, the indicator lights lit up one by one, and finally stopped on the 8th floor.

Chen Ye's group exited the elevator, while the others continued upwards.

The five of them walked through the dark gray carpeted corridor and found their rooms. Chen Ye and Qin Zhaoyang went into 805, Wen Ning and Zhou Yating went into 806, and Zhao Hai went into 807.

Half an hour later, the group had finished washing up and gathered in Chen Ye's room.

Su Jin, Zhou Yating, and Qin Zhaoyang took out all the potions they had exchanged: red stamina potions, green energy potions, and yellow recovery potions, totaling more than a hundred, and piled them on the bed.

Chen Ye sat on the edge of the bed, his hair still half-wet, having changed into a clean black T-shirt.

He counted the number of medicines on the bed and then put them into his storage space.

"These potions are equivalent to 9200 points in purchasing power, which is definitely not enough to buy an A-grade skill book."

Last time, the Infinite City spent 2000 points on potions to buy Qin Zhaoyang a C-level skill. Although Tang Jingxin maliciously bid against it, the skill book was originally priced at 1500 points.

His goal this time was A-level skills, which directly raised him two levels.

Wen Ning's lips moved, as if she wanted to say something.

Chen Ye didn't give her a chance to refuse. With a flick of his wrist, the dark blue-covered B-grade sword skill book and the red rewind pill appeared in his hand: "We need to replace this skill book and this pill that resets free attributes with a potion first."

Zhao Hai walked to the bedside, flipped his hand, and a palm-sized silver treasure chest appeared in his hand: "Let's sell this silver treasure chest too. Anyway, the key is hard to get, the drop rate is too low, and even if you have the key, you may not be able to get powerful items."

Chen Ye took the silver treasure chest, put it into his storage space, and then stood up: "Let's go, let's set up a stall."

……

One hour later.

Infinite City Trading Market.

Chen Ye and his group walked through the bustling streets and entered the market.

The market was bustling with people and densely packed with stalls, even more lively than last time.

"Wow, there are even more people than last time."

Qin Zhaoyang craned his neck, looking left and right.

Chen Ye's gaze swept over the densely packed stalls ahead, then turned towards a relatively open area at the edge of the market.

"This is fine."

He bent down, flipped his hand, and dumped out all the dozen or so green-quality weapons from his storage space.

Short swords, long swords, daggers, hand axes, magic rings—all sorts of weapons were piled up on the ground, gleaming with varying shades of green.

Zhao Hai, Wen Ning, Qin Zhaoyang, and Zhou Yating also squatted down and took out the green weapons they had picked up from their storage spaces one by one.

In a short time, more than thirty weapons had been piled up on the ground, like a miniature hill.

The five people sat on the ground.

Chen Ye placed the B-grade skill book, the Rewind Pill, and Zhao Hai's silver item chest in front of him.

Qin Zhaoyang looked at the pile of weapons in front of him: "Brother Ye, how much are these green-quality weapons for?"

Chen Ye pondered for a moment: "If no one buys a potion that sells for 300 points, a potion that sells for 200 points will also work. Right now, these weapons are just scrap metal to us. Selling one is making a profit."

Last time they came to Infinite City, a green-quality weapon was worth 500 points worth of potions, but now he needs to quickly dispose of these scraps. He can only stay in Infinite City for three days, and he doesn't have time to waste setting up a stall.

"Understood, watch this." Qin Zhaoyang raised an eyebrow, then shouted loudly, "Don't miss out! Green quality weapons on clearance sale! A potion for only 300 points! 300 points is a steal! You'll make a profit!"

That shout really worked. Passengers who were strolling around stopped in their tracks. Some turned their heads to look, while others turned around and surrounded them.

Within just a few dozen seconds, more than a dozen people gathered in front of the stall.

"Feel free to look around. If you see a potion that costs 300 points, you can take it."

As soon as Chen Ye finished speaking, the people who had gathered around began to squat down and search the ground for a weapon that suited them, with the blue light screens on the item attribute panels flashing one after another.