Train Survival: I Can Evolve Everything!

"Mr. Christine, you should know that apart from the assigned customer service representative, even you cannot view the information of any member."

Ailei did not hand over the information just because of the other party's identity.

"Do you want to break this rule?"

Christine leaned against the doorframe, chuckling softly.

"I haven't made myself clear. I want to find this trader, not to get his information. Or rather, my black market itself doesn't have the authority to obtain a Train Conductor's details under the protection of the train system."

"Then why?"

Christine walked into the office and placed the Trickster Play Sword in front of Ailei.

"Give it to that person. This sword is seeking its master."

"Seeking a master? How is that possible? It's just a Level 6 mental-type weapon... Besides, I've already checked it; there's no sign of a weapon spirit awakening."

His right index finger traced a circle in the air.

Light gathered at his fingertip.

A dark golden card tilted and floated there.

"This is a transaction, and also the conclusion drawn by the Mutual Exchanger~ Ailei, just let this sword return to the hands of its rightful master."

Ailei stared at the dark golden card, slightly dazed.

"What price should I sell it to him for? Since it's a transaction, there should be a price. But, if the other party put it up for sale, how could they possibly buy it back?"

"Well~ Indeed, the black market can't operate at a loss. Hmm, one Train Coin. If he's unwilling, then forget it."

Christine laughed heartily, turned, and left, closing the office door behind him.

"...This is really... quite a coincidence."

Ailei murmured to herself, her gaze shifting to the black light screen in front of her.

"Isn't the owner of this sword right here?"

"I really don't understand what's going on in the minds of those who possess Card Sequences. Zhu Xingshu is like that, Mr. Christine is too, oh wait, theirs are called Blasphemy Cards."

"But how should I sell it to him? They really know how to give people difficult problems."

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The Sea of Abudo.

On the beach of the island where Jeff's treasure was located.

Ye Qiyan was taking stock of the gains from this trip.

The black market customer service hadn't replied for a while, but he wasn't in a hurry.

"One thousand, two thousand... a total of three thousand four hundred and sixty-five gold bars? Heh, if this were in the old world, I'd be completely financially free, right?"

With these, the gold resource shouldn't be lacking.

[Beep beep—]

A message notification sounded.

Ye Qiyan moved the black market light screen, which he had shifted aside earlier, back in front of him.

"Have they figured out the price?"

["Hello, member. Regarding the special race transformation item 【Grievance Heart】 you wish to sell, the appraisal has been completed. It is a high-level race conversion item, valued approximately between 100 and 200 Train Coins."]

["We recommend you list it on the black market. The black market will place it in the auction house for bidding, which may potentially result in a higher selling price."]

["Do you agree?"]

"One hundred to two hundred, huh? Seems quite a bit more expensive than that armor before. I remember the guaranteed minimum for that Lich person's armor back then was only 80 Train Coins."

["Yes, indeed. Actually, the price of such items is generally not particularly high, as for the vast majority of Train Conductors, changing races is not a wise choice."]

["However, changing races is also the fastest way for a Train Conductor to enhance themselves in the early stages."]

"Then I'll leave it to you. Oh, and these gems too, sell them as well."

After handing over the Grievance Heart to customer service, he placed the remaining magic gems normally into the black market's trading platform.

Having done all this, Ye Qiyan prepared to close the light screen.

["Member, please wait a moment."]

"Is there something else?"

["I have a weapon here that I recommend you purchase."]

Huh?

That's strange.

Do black market customer service representatives also have sales duties?

"What weapon? Send me the info to look at."

["It's this one."]

Several photos and information screenshots were sent over.

Looking at the somewhat familiar sword emitting a strange purple glow on the screen, Ye Qiyan narrowed his eyes slightly.

Without a doubt.

This was the Trickster Play Sword.

That Level 6 item given to him by the Smiling Face Person at the Forward Station.

That mental weapon he had repeatedly obtained and then thrown onto the black market.

"If I remember correctly, this sword itself is something I sold, right? Why should I buy it back?"

"It's a weapon that lowers your own maximum mental power. You yourselves said the best way to use it is to buy some native slaves and remove their prefrontal lobes."

"I'm not exactly a great person myself, but I'm also not someone who likes to do that sort of thing."

["Apologies, member. The sale of this sword was our mistake. You only need to spend one Train Coin to buy it back. If you are unwilling, it's fine; the black market will destroy it."]

One Train Coin?

A Level 6 item, while not extremely expensive, certainly isn't worth only one Train Coin.

Something's off.

"Then just destroy it."

Ye Qiyan replied without any hesitation.

Buying a Level 6 item for one Train Coin might sound like a great deal, but he didn't believe in free lunches falling from the sky.

Just as Menrojina's Ritual Cards explained about Karmic Retribution.

If you spend less today, you might have to pay it back somewhere else tomorrow.

The train system had already taught everyone one truth.

Only what you explore and obtain through your own progress is real. What others give always comes with a price.

The train system's price was reduced potential for upgrade options.

What about this black market?

["You... really don't intend to purchase it?"]

"No."

["...Alright, I understand."]

The conversation ended.

Ailei looked at the sword in front of her, slightly hesitant.

"Can't sell it, hmm... What should I do? Forget it, maybe I'll just sell it directly to Sister Zhu Xingshu. After all, she probably likes using this kind of weapon for tricking people..."

"Right, that's what I'll do."

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After closing the black market interface.

Ye Qiyan put the Invitation Card back into his Storage Unit.

"The Trickster Play Sword, it really appeared again."

The Wasteland was vast, so vast that no one knew just how big it really was.

It was likely that most Train Conductors who met once today without adding each other as friends might not see each other again for over a decade, two decades, or even forever.

Let alone a single item.

So why did this Trickster Play Sword keep appearing again and again?

Did it want to return to Ye Qiyan's hands?

Why?

Ye Qiyan shook his head, pressing the doubts down in his heart. After all, mere idle speculation wouldn't yield the correct answer.

"Next, I just need to wait for WALL-E."

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