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

"Rank B sword skill".

Chen Ye replied.

Lu Qingchuan shook his head slightly, clearly not interested.

"Let's go."

Lu Qingchuan didn't linger any longer and strode towards the exit of the trading market.

Wang Zekai quickly followed, with Shen Nanxing and Gulina walking behind on either side. The four of them soon merged into the bustling crowd in the market.

Chen Ye watched the four figures disappear among the stalls, then looked away and picked up the B-grade skill book and silver treasure chest from the ground: "It seems that the top-ranked people on our train are not bad."

Wen Ning nodded, her gaze following that direction: "Judging from their behavior, they're not a bad person. At least they didn't try to force a low price just because they're of a higher rank, like Tang Jingxin."

Chen Ye stood up, dusted off his hands, and turned to Qin Zhaoyang: "Zhaoyang, you and the class monitor continue to set up your stall here and sell the remaining weapons as soon as possible, even if you have to lower the price. Wen Ning, Hai Ge, and I will go into the market to see if we can find any A-level skill books in the light and dark elements."

Qin Zhaoyang put his hands on his hips, grinned, and said, "Mission accomplished!"

Chen Ye led Zhao Hai and Wen Ning deeper into the trading market. The further they went, the denser the crowds became, with stalls lined up one after another.

After walking several hundred meters, the three saw a stall in front of them surrounded by people.

The stall was packed with people, three or four layers deep, with people standing on tiptoe and craning their necks to see inside, while others kept squeezing past from the side.

"Let's go take a look."

Chen Ye strode toward the stall.

Zhao Hai and Wen Ning quickly followed, and the three of them squeezed into the outer edge of the crowd, peeking through the gaps between a few people at the stall.

That was a skills book.

The book cover is a deep dark green with subtle dark gold patterns flowing across it.

A semi-transparent blue light screen floats above the skill book, clearly displaying the skill details.

[S-Rank Skill: Xuanwu Qi Armor]

[Skill Description: Defensive skill. Consumes 500 Qi points to condense Xuanwu Qi Armor, increasing base constitution attributes sixfold. Can be stacked with talent abilities.]

The person selling skill books was a middle-aged man wearing a black coat. He sat behind the stall with his arms crossed in front of his chest and his expression indifferent.

The onlookers chattered amongst themselves.

"It's actually an S-rank skill book! But I doubt anyone would buy it for 100,000 points. The S-rank skill chest in the system shop is only 10,000 points."

"That's right. As long as you accumulate enough points, everyone can get an S-level skill. It would be reasonable for an SS-level skill book to sell for 100,000 points."

"That's not quite right. You can only buy one S-rank skill from the system shop. This one is a defensive S-rank skill. Even if you don't have a constitution-based talent, learning this skill will greatly increase your chances of survival in the survival trial."

"Let's call it a day. I might consider it if it costs 20,000 or 30,000 points, but buying it for 100,000 points would be a huge rip-off."

Some shook their heads, some clicked their tongues, and some had already turned and left.

The middle-aged man remained seated on the ground without saying a word, his expression unchanged, much like Jiang Taigong fishing—a fisherman waiting for the fish to take the bait.

Chen Ye paused for a moment on that light screen. This S-level skill, combined with his high physique growth talent, was indeed powerful, but unfortunately he didn't have that many points.

For him, 100,000 points is now an astronomical figure.

"Let's go."

He looked away and turned to leave.

Zhao Hai and Wen Ning followed.

The three squeezed out of the crowd and continued walking along the main road of the market.

The stalls on both sides were still densely packed, and the calls of vendors continued, but Chen Ye did not stop.

Wen Ning glanced back at the stall: "S-level skills are incredibly expensive. It seems that the S-level skill selection chest in the system shop, which is limited to one purchase, is a huge benefit."

Chen Ye glanced at her sideways and said, "So starting from the next trial, you'll need to start accumulating points. S-rank skills are much stronger than A-rank skills. You should take advantage of the one-time purchase limit in the system shop as soon as possible."

Wen Ning glanced at Zhao Hai, who was walking on her other side: "This time, in order to help me buy skill books, Zhao Hai has slowed down his progress in exchanging for S-level skill chests."

Zhao Hai turned his head away upon hearing this, his tone dismissive: "The expenses for three days in Infinite City are only a little over a thousand points. We can earn that back by killing more monsters in the next trial. Don't worry about it. If we want to safely pass the three-star survival trial, we must improve the overall strength of the team."

Wen Ning's lips moved slightly, but she didn't say anything more.

The three of them circled around a few more times and saw quite a few skill book stalls, but the quality of the books was not high. Most of them were B-level or C-level, and occasionally they could find an A-level book, but it was a skill that she could not learn.

Wen Ning slowed her pace slightly: "It seems I might not be able to buy an A-level skill that I can use this time. I might as well buy a B-level one instead, which will save me a lot of potions."

Chen Ye shook his head: "Your points, as well as the class monitor's and Zhao Yang's points, have all been exchanged for potions. If we only wanted to buy B-level skills, I could have used my B-level sword skills to exchange for them. Since the potions have already been exchanged, we still need to buy A-level skills. It's only the first day, there's still time, no rush."

Zhao Hai chimed in, "Chen Ye is right. Your strength must be improved. If you don't see results today, come back tomorrow. If you don't see results tomorrow, come back the day after."

Wen Ning remained silent for a few seconds before finally nodding.

As the three were about to head back, a shout suddenly rang out from the side: "A-rank light-type skills! Anyone interested can come and take a look! Selling potions for 25,000 points! Or trading for ranged skill books of the same rank!"

Chen Ye looked in the direction of the sound and saw two young men in their mid-twenties sitting on the ground not far away. One had long hair tied up in a samurai style, and the other had a neat buzz cut.

A skill book was placed in front of the two of them; it hadn't been set up there before, so they must have just arrived.

"Here it comes."

Chen Ye smiled slightly and walked quickly toward the stall.

Zhao Hai and Wen Ning followed closely behind.

Chen Ye walked to the stall and squatted down, his eyes falling on the skill book. The book's cover was bright gold, with the outline of a cross sword on it.

He looked up at the two young men in front of him: "Take a look at the skill details."

The man with the buzz cut summoned the item information for the skill book, and a blue, semi-transparent panel unfolded in front of the three of them.

[Rank A Skill: Sword of Judgment]

[Skill Description: Light-based skill, consumes 40 stamina points, condenses light elements into a sword of judgment to attack the target, dealing damage equal to four times the base spirit power. Can stack with talents.]

Chen Ye nodded slightly; it was indeed a skill that Wen Ning could learn.

He currently has a total of 21200 points worth of potions. Even if Qin Zhaoyang sells all the remaining green-quality weapons, he will only have enough purchasing power for 25000 points.

And before even selling that B-grade sword skill book and the silver treasure chest, the next survival trial will already be a three-star event.

In this way, they will have to continue using Zhao Hai's points to exchange for potions in the next survival trial, and Zhao Hai will have to start from zero again if he wants to accumulate 10000 points.

Chen Ye thought for a moment: "How about I trade you 20,000 points worth of potions and a B-grade sword skill book for this A-grade skill book? A B-grade skill book should be worth 5000 points worth of potions."