He Haoran.
His mutant ability was creation.
He liked taking it easy.
Green was his favorite color, so he had dyed his hair green. He was from Guangfu, loved flip-flops and shorts, and currently spent his days collecting rent in the Black Market.
The very fact that the Black Market had come into existence was pretty ridiculous.
At first, He Haoran simply disliked life in a base. After asking around, he learned that joining a Combat Team there meant going on missions every day and working like a beast of burden.
He immediately lost all interest in going.
Slacking off outside was just fine.
Then he awakened the strange mutant ability of creation. At first, he had no idea what it was. Later, he discovered that it let him create whatever he wanted, making it a little more powerful than an alchemy ability.
Because it encompassed everything.
The catch was that it required materials.
He Haoran needed supplies to live on his own outside. Once he could no longer scavenge any, he had to make them himself. Making things required gathering materials, and whenever he lacked something, he had to find someone to trade with.
So he set up a stall wherever there were plenty of people.
Whether he was lucky or some kind of wealth-attracting Pixiu, he somehow drew a whole crowd of people to set up stalls alongside him. At first, he did not mind. More people made trading for materials easier, so he was quite happy.
Until the crowd kept growing.
Whenever he moved, they moved with him.
One day, He Haoran heard that outsiders had started calling his patch of ground the [Black Market].
His reaction: ...
He was honestly speechless.
As for how he inexplicably became the Black Market boss, that was entirely because he