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

"I'll take this short sword."

A middle-aged man stepped out of the crowd, holding six vials of red liquid energy potions in his hand, and handed them to Qin Zhaoyang.

Qin Zhaoyang quickly took it and put it into his storage space, his smile as bright as a flower: "Okay! Here you go!"

Immediately afterwards, a young woman also squatted down, picked up a magic ring with a light green luster, examined it for two seconds, and then took out six energy potions and handed them to Qin Zhaoyang.

Thank you for your patronage!

Qin Zhaoyang deftly took the medicine, his face beaming with a smile.

Another person approached, this time a young man. He picked up a dagger, examined it closely, and then looked up: "Could you make this dagger cheaper?"

Qin Zhaoyang waved his hand, his tone firm: "I can't lower it any further. Three hundred points is already very cheap. Go look at the other stalls, which one doesn't start at four or five hundred? I'm practically giving it away for free."

The young man hesitated for a moment, but eventually took out six energy potions and bought the dagger.

In a short while, Qin Zhaoyang had sold thirteen weapons. The passengers who had found suitable weapons left one after another, and the crowd in front of the stall gradually thinned out, leaving only a few people still browsing.

Watching Qin Zhaoyang's practiced movements as he collected the potions and his non-stop chatter, Wen Ning couldn't help but smile: "Zhaoyang, you're amazing! It's a real shame you're not in sales with this talent."

Qin Zhaoyang grinned, tidied up the potions he had just received, and handed them to Chen Ye: "Sister Wen Ning, you flatter me. It's all because we sold them cheaply. If they were 500 points, I could shout myself hoarse and no one would pay any attention to me."

Chen Ye took the medicine and put it into his storage space, then counted the quantity.

This wave of sales yielded 3900 points worth of potions, and combined with the 9200 points they exchanged themselves, they now have a purchasing power of 13100 points.

However, the three items in front of the stall remained untouched. Skill books were generally unaffordable for ordinary passengers, silver treasure chest keys were extremely difficult to obtain, and as for the Rewind Pill, most passengers had probably never even seen it.

Just as Qin Zhaoyang was about to shout again, four figures walked over from the main road of the market.

The man at the front was around thirty years old, with a buzz cut, strong facial features, and a steady gait.

Beside him was a young man in his early twenties with slightly curly, short hair and handsome features.

Behind the two was a long-haired woman in a tight leather jacket and a sweet-looking young girl with her hair in a bun.

Chen Ye's gaze swept over them, lingering for a moment on the magic ring on the leather-clad woman's wrist, which shimmered with a pale blue light. This group was no ordinary people; the magic ring weapon on the leather-clad woman's wrist was clearly of blue quality.

These four are Lu Qingchuan, Shen Nanxing, and Wang Zekai, who are ranked in the top three on the ranking list, and Gu Lina, who is ranked fifth.

Wang Zekai walked up to the stall and stopped.

His gaze first swept over the pile of green weapons on the ground, then moved to the dark blue skill book, and finally landed on the red Rewind Pill. He raised an eyebrow slightly: "Silver treasure chest, skill book... what's this pill for?"

Chen Ye looked up at him and said, "This is a Rewind Pill. After taking it, it can reset all free attribute points and redistribute them."

Wang Zekai's expression shifted, as if something had struck a nerve: "Reset free attribute points? There's such an item? Then I allocated them incorrectly..."

He stopped abruptly halfway through his sentence, his mouth still open, the rest of his words stuck in his throat.

Chen Ye's lips curled up slightly. He didn't speak, but instead brought up the details panel of the Rewind Pill. The blue light screen hovered in mid-air, and the text on it was clearly visible.

Wang Zekai looked at the line of instructions, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down.

Lu Qingchuan stepped forward, his gaze sweeping over the light screen before turning to Chen Ye: "Where did you get this Reversal Pill?"

Chen Ye gestured with his chin toward the silver treasure chest on the ground: "It came from the silver treasure chest."

Lu Qingchuan nodded slightly. There were still five silver treasure chests lying in his storage space. He had opened two before, but only obtained two one-time items.

Wang Zekai coughed, trying to make his tone sound casual: "This... Reversal Pill, how much is it?"

"A potion worth 10,000 points."

Chen Ye's voice was as calm as if he were announcing vegetable prices.

Wang Zekai's expression instantly fell: "Brother, you really dare to ask for that? Ten thousand points? Aren't you going a bit too far?"

Chen Ye looked at him, the smile on his lips neither widening nor disappearing: "Didn't you allocate your free attribute points incorrectly? This is the only way to correct it."

Wang Zekai opened his mouth, but for a moment he couldn't find the words to refute.

He accidentally added two points to his free attributes incorrectly. Although the error was negligible to his combat power, he felt annoyed every time he opened the attribute panel and saw those numbers. It didn't have a big impact, but it was still annoying.

It's like accidentally wasting a skill point in a game on the most useless talent.

Anyone who has played games knows that it's extremely frustrating to add the wrong attribute points, even just one point. It feels like you've wasted a fortune, and that's exactly how Wang Zekai feels right now.

He turned his head, his gaze pleading as he looked at Lu Qingchuan: "Brother Chuan~"

"Wang Zekai, you're not thinking of getting Qingchuan to buy you this Rewind Pill, are you? Those two points of Freedom attribute don't affect you much, wouldn't buying this be a waste of the potion?"

Shen Nanxing's voice came from the side, carrying a clear hint of disdain. Free attributes do not benefit from the amplification of talents and skills, so they have little impact to begin with, especially since there are only two points.

"It doesn't really have any impact, but it makes me uncomfortable! I still have over 3,000 points worth of potions on me. Brother Chuan, could you get me some? Or... Sister Nanxing, could you get me some?"

Wang Zekai's voice carried a hint of self-righteousness.

Shen Nanxing retorted irritably, "You only have potions worth 3000 points, and you want me to give you a 7000-point potion? You call that making up the difference?"

Lu Qingchuan glanced at Wang Zekai, shook his head helplessly, and then turned to Chen Ye: "Ten thousand points is too expensive, let's make it less."

Chen Ye: "Then name your price."

Lu Qingchuan: "A potion worth 6000 points?"

Chen Ye: "Deal!"

Lu Qingchuan: "..."

He paused for a moment, clearly realizing that he hadn't bargained enough. The other party had asked for 10,000, which was obviously an attempt to rip him off. He could have gotten it for 4,000 or even 3,000. But he had already said it, and it wasn't his style to go back on his word.

Lu Qingchuan flipped his hand and took out one hundred and twenty red energy potions from his storage space, arranging them neatly on the stall.

The glass tubes filled with red liquid looked like a small, spread-out ruby ​​under the light.

Chen Ye deftly handed over the time-reversal pills, then bent down to collect the potions from the ground one by one into his storage space, his movements quick yet orderly.

After taking the pill, Wang Zekai immediately swallowed it. He then summoned the attribute panel, and sure enough, the free attribute points on the panel had been reset. He carefully extended his finger, preparing to redistribute them.

Gulina stood beside him and gently touched his elbow. Wang Zekai was startled by the touch and his shoulders shrank sharply: "Don't be silly! This was bought with 6,000 points!"

Gulina covered her mouth and laughed, her eyes curving into two crescent moons.

Wang Zekai carefully redistributed his free attribute points, then closed the attribute panel and let out a long sigh of relief: "That feels much better."

"What grade is your skill book?"

Lu Qingchuan's gaze fell on the skill book in front of Chen Ye.