Looks like this Black Market has quite a powerful background.
Announcing via the Qinshan Evening News at fixed times every month—
Even if the Security Bureau were filled with fools, they would’ve found the Black Market long ago. There was no way such an event could operate so openly otherwise.
But this had nothing to do with Zhou Ming.
After learning how to enter the Black Market, he casually chose one of the exits and headed out.
Besides buyers like Zhou Ming who had already made their purchases, many others were hurrying as well, some too rushed to even haggle—after all, who knew if they’d find what they wanted next time?
Some vendors, for various reasons, might never return.
Once an opportunity was missed, it was gone.
After leaving the Black Market, Zhou Ming quickly slipped into a nearby alley.
“Hm? Do people in this transcendent world all fancy robbing each other?”
With his Radar Sensory Domain, Zhou Ming instantly sensed that someone nearby was lingering around him.
As he said this, he almost forgot that this was exactly how he himself had made his fortune.
Unwilling to get into trouble, Zhou Ming swiftly relied on his familiarity with the southern district and his Radar Sensory Domain to get away quickly.
Using his knowledge of the area, he looped through several alleys and finally arrived at a quiet, safe place before heading toward the inner city.
Upon returning home, Zhou Ming immediately went to his bedroom, ready to use the Amethyst Potion.
“Hope I wasn’t scammed.”
Sitting cross-legged on his bed, Zhou Ming looked at the vial glowing faintly with violet light, feeling a tinge of nervousness.
If it turned out to be fake, he would lose nearly a million Alliance Coins.
Opening the vial, the liquid inside was like translucent purple crystal, releasing no scent at all—that was precisely the Amethyst Potion’s signature trait.
Then, an Ironthread Snake appeared in Zhou Ming’s hand. He placed a single drop of the potion into its mouth.
At worst, a fake potion would be a waste; a poisoned one would be far worse.
Zhou Ming cautiously let his beast test it first.
Moments later, seeing that his beast was perfectly fine—in fact, looking even more energetic—Zhou Ming’s lips curved into a delighted smile.
It seemed he had truly stumbled upon a genuine product this time.
Confirming it was safe, Zhou Ming immediately drank down the potion in one gulp.
Then he sat on his bed and began to meditate, focusing on absorbing the potion’s effects to the fullest.
After all, the difference between twenty percent and ten percent was an entire double.