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

Qin Zhaoyang followed Chen Ye's gaze and asked, "Why is Jiang Ning hanging out with Yang Minghui again?"

Chen Ye withdrew his gaze: "The next round is a four-star trial, so it's normal that Jiang Ning needs teammates."

Just then, a disheveled-looking man sat down to Chen Ye's left.

Chen Ye glanced at him and realized it was a familiar face. It was Luo Zheng, the one who sold information when he first entered Infinite City. Back then, he was only level 4, while Luo Zheng was level 25.

He's level 32 now. I don't know what level Luo Zheng is, but most people who can get in here are either level 30 or above, or someone else is paying for their ticket. Obviously, Luo Zheng came alone.

"Luo Zheng?"

Chen Ye called out, but his voice wasn't loud.

Luo Zheng turned his head, his gaze falling on Chen Ye's face. He looked him up and down for a moment, then his brow twitched slightly: "Who are you?"

He clearly didn't remember Chen Ye.

"My name is Chen Ye, from the West City trading district. I bought information from you before. Don't you remember? I asked you three questions back then."

Chen Ye didn't beat around the bush.

A slight furrow in his brow.

Luo Zheng frowned slightly, his gaze lingering on Chen Ye's face for a few seconds longer than before. He thought carefully and finally remembered that Chen Ye had asked him for his train number, which he still vaguely recalled.

"So it's you. You're level 30 already? Judging by the timeline, you haven't participated in more than ten survival trials, have you?"

Luo Zheng's eyes changed slightly, a very subtle change.

Chen Ye thought for a moment: "About ten games."

Luo Zheng's lips twitched slightly. He had only reached level 38 after participating in more than 20 trials.

He stared at Chen Ye for a while before looking away: "It seems your talent rating is very high!"

Chen Ye smiled, neither confirming nor denying.

Seeing his expression, Luo Zheng knew he wouldn't get any information out of him, so he waved his hand and said, "Never mind, what are you doing here? Trying to exchange something?"

Chen Ye nodded slightly: "This is my first time here. Could you please explain what this exchange does?"

Luo Zheng extended his right hand and opened his palm: "One dose of medicine, either for strength or energy, is fine."

Chen Ye looked at his outstretched palm and the corners of his mouth curved slightly. This guy had expanded his business from the stall area to the exchange, mainly making money out of thin air. However, this time he was not prepared to pay with a Qi potion.

"Even if you don't say it, the host will probably explain the process later, right?"

The smile on Chen Ye's lips remained unchanged.

"You're pretty shrewd, kid." Luo Zheng withdrew his hand somewhat awkwardly: "The rules are simple. After the game starts, if you have equipment, items, or skill books that you want to exchange for, just go up there. You can exchange for items of the same quality or sell potions."

"Equipment should be at least purple quality; don't embarrass yourself by bringing out blue quality equipment. Items should be at least silver quality, and skill books should be at least A quality."

Chen Ye nodded slightly; this was much more efficient than browsing street stalls. He then asked, "How would you price the potion if we wanted to exchange it for another potion?"

Luo Zheng then replied, "There's no limit. You can order as many as you want. Of course, whether anyone will exchange them is another matter."

"Thank you, I understand." Chen Ye turned to look at Zhao Hai, who was sitting to his right: "Brother Hai, why don't you go up and try it later, see if you can exchange the Obsidian Spear for the weapon you need?"

Zhao Hai nodded slightly: "Okay."

Just then, a woman wearing a black cheongsam and high heels emerged from the shadows on the side of the booth. The cheongsam was neatly tailored and fit perfectly, without a single unnecessary wrinkle.

Her hair was neatly tied into a bun at the back of her head, and the stray hairs on her forehead were combed meticulously. Her face still wore that standard, stiff smile.

"Welcome to the exchange. I am the host of this trading session. You are probably already familiar with the rules, but as is customary, I will repeat them here."

The room fell silent after the host finished speaking, clearly indicating that many people in the audience were participating in a trade fair for the first time.

"Here, the transaction method is very simple: people who want to display items go up on stage to display their items and propose their exchange conditions."

The host paused, his gaze slowly sweeping across the entire room from left to right: "The minimum quality for items is purple weapons, silver items, and A-grade skill books. Don't waste everyone's time on anything below this level, since everyone has already spent a potion to enter."

A low murmur arose from the audience; some nodded, while others exchanged thoughtful glances.

The host's voice continued to ring out from the booth.

"In addition to exchanges of equal value, transactions can also be conducted through the exchange of potions. The potion is the standard, and the presenter can specify the quantity of potions required, while the audience can also place bids. As long as both parties reach an agreement, the transaction can be completed on the spot."

"In addition, I need to remind everyone that any fraud, coercion, forced buying or selling, or any form of obstruction of transactions will be punished according to the rules of the Infinite City."

After saying that, she looked around the room for about two seconds, then nodded slightly: "Well then, the trade fair will begin now. Who would like to go first?"

The audience fell silent for a moment.

A man in a dark red coat stood up from his seat in the second row and walked onto the stage. He then took out a necklace and brought up the item attribute panel.

At the same time, a huge light screen unfolded above the booth, displaying the attributes of the necklace in the red-clad man's hand.

[Item: Invisibility Necklace]

[Rank: Silver]

[Effect: Grants invisibility for 30 minutes. Actively attacking will prematurely end invisibility. Cooldown: 24 hours.]

His gaze swept across the audience: "I want to change to a defensive item."

There was a few seconds of silence from the audience, and then someone spoke up.

"Its effectiveness is limited."

"It's actually a life-saving tool."

"It's probably for Lao Liu's exclusive use; it can still be used to ambush people."

There was a murmur of discussion from the audience, but no one went up to redeem the item.

"Can I exchange it for a medicine?"

"A young woman said."

The man in red on the booth shook his head: "I only accept exchanges of equivalent value."

The young woman in the audience remained silent.

The man in red stood on the stage for about five minutes. When no one came up to exchange the necklace, he put it away and walked off the stage.

Qin Zhaoyang lowered his voice and leaned closer to Chen Ye: "That necklace prop is pretty good, why hasn't anyone changed it?"

Chen Ye turned his gaze away from the stage: "It's not very useful. Attacking will cancel the shadow form state, and there's no attribute boost."

The Xuanwu Ring in his hand is a defensive item. Unless someone's head is slammed in a door, they would probably think the same way he does if they traded the Xuanwu Ring for that necklace.

Qin Zhaoyang thought for a moment, then nodded and didn't ask any further questions.

Seeing that the man in red had already left the stage, the host in the cheongsam on the booth called out, "Next!"