While the black market was in a frenzy over the treasures from the ruins, the duo in trench coats in a corner shop watched everything quietly.

They were members of the Umbrella organization and clearly had access to more top-secret information.

Seeing these ancient relics, the young man naturally guessed where they came from.

He asked, "Boss, is this the batch of goods that the 'Red Gobi Hunting Group' had stolen earlier? There are so many good treasures. It seems that the ruins they found weren't simple either..."

"Mm."

The woman in the trench coat nodded.

But she seemed to have thought of something else, and a look of contemplation appeared on her face. After a moment of contemplation, she said, "That ruined city should be the 'City of Dawn Hidden in Eternal Darkness' from the legendary texts. People from the organization went down there secretly to investigate earlier, and it seems that the location of the ruins has been confirmed. That was the alchemy city personally planned and built by Sir Isaac back then, so it's no wonder it would produce so many treasures."

"What? The City of Dawn?!"

The young man obviously didn't know some of the inside information.

But hearing this name, his expression immediately became excited.

Because this was a legendary place that all alchemists had longed for for a long time, the holy land in the hearts of alchemists, the "City of Dawn" where the "Alchemy Demigod" Sir Isaac had lived!

In his excitement, the young man suddenly thought of something and said urgently, "This is terrible! Boss, should we quickly notify the higher-ups and have the city block the news? Otherwise... if this news gets out, the hunters will definitely flock to find that ruin!"

"No."

Hearing this, the woman in the trench coat shook her head, her eyes deep.

After a moment, she slowly uttered a meaningful sentence, "The auction's information has always been under the control of the higher-ups. This news... may have been deliberately spread by some big shot above."

"Ah?"

The young man was obviously confused for a moment.

But after thinking about it, he understood what his superior meant, and asked, "But... if it's really that legendary 'City of Dawn', if the news spreads, won't the treasures in the ruins be taken away by the hunters?"

"Taken away? Taken where?"

The woman in the trench coat shook her head indifferently, seemingly having seen through the essence of the matter.

She smiled noncommittally and said, "Most hunters risk their lives to hunt outside the city for money. The treasures they find will eventually appear in the inner city's auction houses. When the time comes, the big shots above just have to spend some money to buy them back."

The young man was still a little puzzled, "But those rare treasures, such as Sir Isaac's magical alchemy manuscripts, would be a pity to fall into the hands of the hunters..."

The woman in the trench coat: "Don't worry... the more advanced the ancient relics, the less useful they are to the lower levels. Otherwise, what do you think the high-level monopolization of advanced alchemy knowledge is for? The commoners in the outer city don't even know how to get their hands on truly advanced alchemy items. Like silver blueprints and gold blueprints, how many professionals in the outer city who practice low-level breathing techniques can match them? It's useless to hold them in their hands, so they can only be auctioned off."

Listening to his superior's explanation, the young man seemed a little frustrated and weakly argued, "But... how much money will that cost?"

"How much money do you think tonight's auction made? Several hundred million, a billion? Hehe... do you know how much profit is made in a day if the price of drinking water for the residents of Old Landun rises by 10%?"

The woman in the trench coat raised her eyebrows and said lightly, "You're thinking too simply of the financial groups..."

.......

The subsequent auction items had nothing to do with Suren. He had already spent all his savings on buying that blueprint.

Although there were many treasures, his heart was willing, but his strength was insufficient.

Now he was more worried about what to do after getting the blueprint.

Alchemy implants not only require blueprints, but also materials... Not to mention anything else, the main material for this blueprint is "spider legs with cursed properties", preferably materials produced by elite-level or higher monsters.

Blueprints are like molds. If you are given a top-quality mold, it is your choice what materials you want to use to make it.

Use gold to get gold equipment, use silver to get silver equipment.

The final product may also have drastically different effects.

Therefore, this is why there are many identical implants on the market, but the final combat power varies.

The price of "spider legs", a cursed material, fluctuates greatly from ordinary quality to gold material. Not to mention some special cursed properties, such as toxins, elements, resistance, toughness... anyway, the better, the more expensive.

In Suren's impression, ordinary spider legs sold on the market cost about tens of thousands of cable-suo.

But having obtained such a good gold blueprint, he naturally couldn't be thinking of low-end black iron implants.

Thinking about it, he would have to get a silver-quality main material, right?

In that case, Suren estimated that the main material would cost at least two or three hundred thousand.

Moreover, the better the main material, the higher the quality requirements for the auxiliary materials. In addition to the enchanting and refining labor costs, all in all, Suren estimated that it would cost about 500,000 to refine a silver-quality [Eight-Armed Spider God Spear].

"Alas... lack of money is still a big problem."

Before, when he was worried about finding a good blueprint suitable for him, Suren felt that he had plenty of money.

Now that he has found a blueprint that far exceeds expectations, it has greatly exceeded his budget.

However, there is a reason why it is expensive. For Suren, this [Eight-Armed Spider God Spear Blueprint], which is suspected to be an exclusive blueprint for puppeteers, is also to his liking.

Once successfully refined, his combat power will at least skyrocket several times.

Not to mention anything else, his survivability will be greatly improved. If he really had this implant, even if he encountered the attack in the apartment building last time, Suren was confident that he could handle it alone even without Kayi.

This is the significance of alchemy implants to professionals!

.......

The auction session was over, but most of the customers did not leave immediately, but wandered around the market.

The black market was very lively today. Not only was there an auction, but various shops also displayed many treasured items, waiting for customers to come to their door.

The organizers also specially set up some temporary iron frames so that those scattered peddlers could also set up stalls to sell the goods in their hands that were not valuable enough to be on the auction stage, but were still very rare.

There were stalls everywhere, and various shops were dazzling with goods. There were really a lot of good things.

Suren also wandered around in the crowd.

With only a few thousand cable-suo left for living expenses, he was naturally not here to spend money.

He wanted to use the eyes of a transmigrator to find business opportunities.

Don't even think about the basic skills of transmigrators getting rich by making fertilizer, perfume, and alcohol using indigenous methods. That stuff is what alchemists have left over, and entry-level apprentices can master dozens of unorthodox methods.

Suren also thought of the "profiteering industries" written in the criminal law in his previous life.

Become a Breaking Bad?

No, "Pharmacology" is the most important skill of an alchemist. You can find a hundred kinds of psychedelic drug formulas in the black market.

Open a brothel?

That is an industry that gang bosses and financial groups are involved in. Suren, a small transparent person, is not qualified to participate in such a big business. Moreover, the entertainment industry is a long-term thing and cannot be made rich in a short period of time.

As for gambling?

Suren stays in gambling dens every day and has seen countless people lose their fortunes.

If you really go to gamble with the mentality of winning money, you will definitely lose.

As for other businesses such as resource monopolies, don't even think about it. The class of this world has been fixed, and the inner city financial groups monopolize all the resources. Outer city people don't even think about getting involved.

So the fastest way Suren can think of to make money right now is to use his "Omniscient Eye" to pick up a big leak in the black market.

Therefore, he has been wandering around, looking at the things in various shops and stalls.

It's true that after walking around for a while, he saw an opportunity to pick up a leak.

.......

It was a simple stall with a few simple test tubes placed on a black cloth, which looked like potions.

A "fat man" wearing a black cloak covering his face was probably the stall owner.

At this moment, he seemed to be arguing with someone.

It was the sound of the argument that attracted Suren's attention.

"Your potion doesn't even have the production batch number or lead seal from the Potion Guild, and you dare to sell it for 30,000?"

"Hehe, with your broken potion, you still say it has about the same effect as a 'top-quality recovery potion'?"

"And this... you say this potion that costs 200,000 can increase the human body's capacity for implants and allow for the overload fusion of alchemy implants? Hahaha... the 'Potion Guild' has never heard of such a magic potion. Why don't you say it can bring the dead back to life? Do you really think we're fools?"

"..."

Faced with the customers' questions, the stall owner looked at a loss, wanting to explain something, but he couldn't seem to explain a single question clearly.

Suren walked over and sized up the stall owner.

The bloated body under the black cloak was probably a disguise. Because of the irregular obesity, it looked more like a mutated monster than a human.

And the body's micro-movements showed that the stall owner was slightly nervous, and didn't look like a merchant who frequented the black market.

After observing the person, Suren looked at the few potions on his stall, and his eyelids twitched slightly.

It's no wonder those customers were speaking harshly just now, the appearance of this potion was really too bad!

They were just the most ordinary cheap test tubes, filled with some red and green unknown liquids.

As everyone knows, as long as the potions are produced by a regular manufacturer, the containers have trademark inscriptions.

After all, potions are often used to save lives, and almost all potions sold on the market have special lead seals and anti-counterfeiting marks.

Therefore, no one will buy potions without lead seals and anti-counterfeiting marks.

Although there are indeed some inferior fake drugs on the market, those counterfeit merchants also put a lot of effort into the packaging. No one has ever dared to make them so fake!

The few potions on this stall gave people the feeling that they had just found a mineral water bottle, poured in some yellow-brown liquid, and said it was Kang Shuifu Ice Red Tea? And they wanted to sell it for three cable-suo?

Besides, even if it's not fake.

How do you prove that this is a real potion?

Potion appraisers are respected professions in the upper class, and can only be seen in the inner city.

Take it up and take a sip?

There are only four small workshop potions in total, who dares to drink them?

Or take it up and accidentally drop and break it, and you'll have to pay tens of thousands...

No matter how you look at it, there must be something wrong with this potion.

Suren thought it was some kind of "touch porcelain" routine, but seeing the stall owner's flustered look, he was curious, so he focused his eyes on the ultimate potion and scanned it with the Omniscient Eye.

But at this look, his eyes immediately froze.

A row of information was displayed on that small red potion.

[Special Effect Healing Potion]

Details: High-purity special effect healing potion, rapidly stops bleeding, and quickly heals wounds; almost no impurities, completely no side effects.

"It's really a special effect healing potion?"

Suren was really surprised.

Although he is an amateur in potions, the Omniscient Eye cannot be faked.

This small workshop's no-name product is really a special effect life-saving medicine that sells for 100,000 or 80,000 on the market?

So, selling it for 30,000 is still cheap?

Seeing this, Suren vaguely felt that the stall owner seemed to be telling the truth.

At this time, he turned his attention to the green potion that sold for 200,000.

At this look, even though Suren was mentally prepared, he couldn't help but twitch his eyelids.

[Mutation Tolerance Enhancement Potion]

Details: Increases the human body's curse resistance value by 10-18%; only for first-tier professionals; the potion has about a 3% chance of causing the user's body to grow meat mushrooms, but compared to the medicinal effect, this is already a negligible side effect.

"He's really not bragging... but such a magical potion only sells for 200,000?!"

With just these two simple introductions, Suren looked as if he had discovered a huge business opportunity.

What is the concept of being able to increase the human body's average tolerance by about 15%?

It means that it can forcibly raise the combat power of a professional by a large margin!

A professional who could only bear black iron implants before can overload and fuse silver-quality implants after taking the potion. Those who can bear silver can even transplant gold implants.

For professionals, this is priceless!

The key is that there is no such potion with such heaven-defying effects being sold in Old Landun. If this stall owner made it himself, not to mention the value of the potion, just the patent for the potion formula would make him an instant rich man.

What is the background of this stall owner?

Why doesn't he go to the inner city?

Is he a wanted criminal, or something?

Suren felt that this was a good opportunity to "pick up a big leak".

But he also had doubts, and then on a whim, he looked at the stall owner with the Omniscient Eye.

Then,

Huh... what's going on?!

Suren can use the Omniscient Eye to see his own attributes, but when looking at others, there is only a simple description of [Human] on their heads.

However, this stall owner had a different description for the first time.

What was displayed on his head was [Semi-Mutated Human].

(Preventing being scolded for spoilers: It's not the wanted woman.)

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