The Strong Female Lead Versus The Most Miserable Male Lead-Chapter 461 - 460: Black Market

Fu Yunhe, upon hearing Nian Shutong’s question, replied, "It’s not meant to be time or location-specific, lacking accuracy. However, the higher the cultivation level of the person, the fewer restrictions they face."

"So that’s how it is," Nian Shutong couldn’t help thinking of that summer. It seems the power really isn’t bad.

Between the two, calm was restored, only Nian Shutong kept eating.

Puddings, potato chips, spicy strips all in one go.

Garlic sausage, stewed chicken feet, soy-sauce beef—all eaten without feeling stuffed.

A bit of peanuts, paired with a pot of fine wine, gazing at the starry sky outside the starship, how beautiful.

All along the way, Nian Shutong totally enjoyed it, and Fu Yunhe wasn’t sleepy either, speeding up towards the Black Market.

After about four hours, the starship came to a stop.

"We’ve arrived?"

Nian Shutong put down the wine jug in her hand and looked at the scenery in front of her.

It seemed there was no road left.

Before their eyes was a field of wormholes, each opening and closing unpredictably, with no knowing where they’d teleport the next second.

"We’ve sort of arrived. We just have to pass through a wormhole up ahead," Fu Yunhe said.

"How do we get through? Or how do you know which one?"

At that moment, Fu Yunhe turned his chair half around to face Nian Shutong, activating his Light Computer.

"There are public networks on the Star Network, as well as a Dark Web."

"The Black Market is on this Dark Web, updating its coordinates every day."

Nian Shutong watched as Fu Yunhe navigated to an all-black page, where even the font was a language unknown.

"This?"

Nian Shutong pointed at the "text," as she had become illiterate on this Dark Web.

"This is a language unique to the Dark Web and is encrypted with special codes. I’ll teach you when we get back."

"Okay."

Nian Shutong didn’t refuse. In interstellar life, it was better to know some of these things. She couldn’t always depend on Fu Yunhe for everything.

He was to be a Commander, after all. He couldn’t be expected to handle her issues even during battle, could he?

"Still, if you have issues, you can ask me. Of course, it’s also good to learn some yourself," Fu Yunhe said, secretly hoping Nian Shutong would rely on him a bit, but also willing to teach her because it would always come in handy.

"I know, I’ll learn the basics."

Fu Yunhe didn’t say much more but continued operating until he finally discovered the passcode for the day.

"The controller of the Black Market isn’t one person but a group, and each holds over a dozen locations."

"All together, they form this field of wormholes, and the Black Market’s location isn’t fixed on any given day."

After Fu Yunhe pinpointed their destination, he said to Nian Shutong, "We can go now."

"Wait a second."

Nian Shutong took out three pills, giving one to each of them to swallow, and specifically instructed Dou Dou, "After we go in, remember to call us grandpa and grandma, got it?"

Grandpa and grandma?

Dou Dou hadn’t understood yet, but the appearances and wrinkles of Nian Shutong and Fu Yunhe had already changed.

One had white hair, the other a head full of silver.

"We need to do something inside that wouldn’t be good if our identities were known, understand, Dou Dou?"

Dou Dou nodded, clearly understanding, "I got it, Grandma."

"We’re pretending to be a family."

"Ha ha ha ha! That’s right, my good granddaughter."

At this moment, Dou Dou was about to correct Nian Shutong—he was a boy, not a granddaughter.

But in the corner of his eye, Dou Dou saw a strand of long black hair floating by his cheek.

"Gr—Grandma."

Dou Dou, a little scared, uttered the call and continued to tremble his small lips, covering his nether regions with one hand.

"I don’t want to turn into a girl; Dou Dou is a man! When I grow up, I will protect Grandma."

Nian Shutong promptly comforted the anxious Dou Dou, saying, "Don’t worry, it’s just temporary. Your little buddy is still there."

"Ha, it really is."

Dou Dou finally breathed a sigh of relief, then cooperatively said, "Grandma, braid your granddaughter’s hair."

Nian Shutong looked at Dou Dou, who had shifted emotions so naturally, and gently nudged his small nose.

"You cheeky boy!"

"Grandma, I am your granddaughter!"

Dou Dou made a shy gesture, amusing Nian Shutong to laughter. How could this little guy be so adorable?

In the end, Nian Shutong simply braided two twists in Dou Dou’s hair and took out two sets of worn clothes for her and Fu Yunhe to change into.

Finally, it was Little Pink Pig’s turn. This fellow was dressed by Nian Shutong in clothes and a hat, covered snugly.

Two white-haired old people, with a little girl with twisted braids, carrying an unidentifiable pet, operating a blatantly marked Star Stealer Starship, traversed a wormhole to enter the Black Market.

Wormhole travel was but a moment; after emerging, they found themselves in a vast parking area—or rather, a staging ground for Flying Devices.

"Let’s stop here first; most of the Flying Devices that come here are looking to get rid of stolen goods."

Nian Shutong, looking at the multitude of Flying Devices outside, asked with some curiosity, "After these Flying Devices are sold, how are they laundered?"

"They change the exterior, switch the power source, swap the registration numbers—secondhand Flying Devices, many methods really. Some just get dismantled and sell for parts."

I see.

Nian Shutong realized that there’s truth in the saying: It’s better to travel ten thousand miles than to read ten thousand books.

She had hardly been out for a day and had already learned so much.

The bulk of the starship, with its conspicuous markings, unavoidably attracted extra looks from the people outside.

But that was just it—extra looks. No one commented or said anything, as after all, the people who come here aren’t exactly pristine.

The fewer words spoken at the Black Market, the better the character.

Here, knowing too much is actually a disadvantage.

When the doors of the starship opened, still, a slight murmur came from outside.

Old man? Old lady? A little girl who wasn’t taller than a knee?

What sort of combination was this?

Most people outside were wearing masks or applying a non-scannable fuel to their faces, daubed with colorful designs to hide their identity.

In the interstellar realms, it was impossible for people to change their looks or even their body shape.

In other words, everyone was speculating that perhaps these two old folks had eliminated a Star Thief Group?

Surely they weren’t running errands for someone to fence goods, were they?

Naturally, nobody’s guesses or questions would be answered.

Nian Shutong and Fu Yunhe, holding Dou Dou between them, walked steadily, not showing the slightest sign of faltering.

The three of them were also curiously observing everything around, looking and learning as they went—looking for all the world like country bumpkins on their first trip to the city. fгeewebnovёl.com

All along the way, no one dared to start a quarrel.

On the Black Market, the most dangerous individuals to provoke are those who come alone—children, women, old people.

Because anyone of such stature braving the Black Market inevitably had some degree of backup.

"Where do we sell?"

"We can sell it ourselves, it just involves a cut, or we can sell it here."

"Let’s just sell it here then, less hassle."

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