Mark didn't feel any power on this yellow bead, as if it was just an ordinary jade.

I was about to ask, but I found that the toad head and the little loach had been crooked into the corner, in an indescribable posture.

Mark let out a long sigh and silently put away the beads, hoping only that the journey would be faster.

After the interlude of interracial love, the inside of the ship became quiet, and the journey was very smooth until there was no major movement until the destination was reached.

After disembarking, Mark discovers that the so-called space station is a closed city built in space.

Is this the power of technology......

No, it's the power of the sand sculpture dwellers.

Enter the site, go through security, pay, get your residence permit, all in one go.

Mark also bought himself a hat and lowered the brim of his hat after leaving the station, although it was useless, but it felt like a space agent.

Without the exact location of the black market, Mark can only go to gather intelligence first, and his first stop is the first bar on the space station.

There are all kinds of cosmic creatures gathered here, such as toad heads, small loaches, and various special services, most of which are other species, but humans are very rare here.

"Hey, little brother, would you like a drink? ”

An unusually delicate octopus beauty threw a flattering look at Mark and said that if the average octopus man was fascinated, he would be fascinated.

Mark is clearly not your average octopusman, he's a human reincarnated cell-like elf who doesn't feel anything other than a little nausea.

"Okay, let's have a drink. Mark laughed.

The octopus girl smiled charmingly, "Why don't you want something else?"

"It depends on whether the wine tastes good or not. ”

"Little brother, you're so bad. ”

The octopus girl wrapped her arms around Mark and said.

In order to better gather intelligence, Mark endured his nausea and pretended to enjoy it very much, which also made the octopus girl increase the scale and keep hinting.

In this way, the two were entangled for about ten minutes or so, and Mark knew that he could not get useful information from the octopus girl, and the octopus girl also knew that Mark was not interested in her, and the two "broke up peacefully".

Leaving the octopus girl aside, Mark immediately began to look for his next target, hoping to meet the kind of professional intelligence dealer who could be solved by paying for it.

As a result, it took a full three hours, but I couldn't find the slightest bit of information about the black market intelligence, and a few suspected intelligence traffickers avoided Mark when they saw it, and these sensitive guys would not sell information to an unknown person.

It's reasonable to be on guard when you're a newcomer, but that's it?

Of course not.

Mark had already planned another course of action, and he walked out of the first bar, took off his hat, took off his trench coat, and put on a pair of Sven glasses.

That's right, the place Mark is going to is the most expensive place in the entire space station, the Space Rift Exchange, and all the money on him is barely enough for the entrance fee, but as long as he can get in, it will be half the battle.

As its name suggests, the Space Rift Trade exists in the Space Rift, and the entire space station is built around this point.

There is only one gate to enter, and the guards guarding it only have the Dao Xuan realm, and Mark can completely put them down and force their way in, but it is impossible to say what will happen after that.

The security check here is much stricter than the entrance to the space station, and the detector clearly shows all kinds of information about Mark.

Name: Mark

Daoxing: 8453

Ontology: Elves

Ethnicity: Not classified

Last location: Datu

After seeing this information, Mark was silent, and decided to abandon the idea of a white prostitute and the stupid plan he had made before, and the water in this rift exchange was deeper than he had imagined.

Entering the inside of the exchange, there are two rows of golden Optimus Prime, all of which are foggy, full of confusion, a bit of fairyland, but a little unspeakably weird.

As for the auction method, it is also very different from the imagination, all the buyers are in the fog of their own separate space, and they cannot see each other.

All the auction items are displayed on the screen, click in and there will be a detailed introduction, if there is a buyer who likes it, you can place an order by yourself, and no one will increase the price within a certain period of time, you can auction it.

Mark has selected a few books and added them to his personal favorites so that he can choose them next time he has money.

God of War Yang Shouyi has the same heart: the reserve price is 3000000

The heart of the first executioner in ancient times: the reserve price is 3,600,000

......

Seeing the words Yang Shouyi, the god of war, Mark moved in his heart, and he only hated that he didn't ask for a contact information at the beginning, otherwise he could save a little, and I believe that Yang Shouyi should still be willing to help with this help.

Looking at the sky-high price in a row, and the price code is still increasing, Mark is helpless, so he can only sigh and turn off the screen, and then walk out silently.

As soon as I got back to the city, someone got on me, and I can't be sure if it's a person, at least on the surface.

"Is there anything wrong with you?" Mark said warily.

The man rubbed his hands together and said obscenely, "I want to do business with you." ”

"What business?" Mark's first thought was the bead from the toad's head, and he had almost nothing on him, so it could be that it was a treasure.

However, Mark obviously thought too much, and saw the man rub his hands again, and smiled greedily: "If I guess correctly, you should be an elf, and you are a purebred!"

"What do you mean?" said Mark, puzzled, becoming more vigilant.

"You should be able to understand that. The man's tone suddenly became yin and yang.

Mark didn't know anything about the elves of the Outer World, and he didn't understand what the lewd guy in front of him was hinting at, but he knew that it was never a legitimate thing to do.

"I can't understand, goodbye. Mark turned and walked away.

"Just pick one of the few mental books you have in your collection as a deposit!" the man said casually.

Mark's pupils contracted, his footsteps stopped, and he turned back and said, "What do you call it, brother." ”

"Eric. The lewd guy laughed.

Mark knew in his heart that this Eric was not simple, he was able to grasp his information on the Crack Exchange in such a short time, and he didn't seem to be a good person.

But he also knows that only money and things are real, and people sometimes have to fight, otherwise how did the nouveau riche be born, just because people dare to fight!

"I want the most expensive one, and I will do things when I get the goods, and you can do it as you say. Mark got straight to the point.

"I admire you, young man, your future is infinitely bright!" laughed Eric, "you just wait here, and I'll be back in a moment, to your satisfaction." ”

With that, Eric vanished.

Mark looked at the time and decided to wait for an hour and leave without seeing anyone, not fully believing what Eric said.

It's not surprising that there are a few weirdos in the huge universe, and Eric may be a boring port master, who likes to collect people's information and play tricks.

Ten minutes later.

Eric appears in front of Mark and brings what he wants.

"This is the most expensive book you specified, and this golden pill is a gift, and there will be so many money or things of the same value to give away after the deed is completed. Eric said as he handed it over.