The Black Market Auction Hall.
Ye Qiyan stood leisurely at the entrance, dressed in vacation clothes and sunglasses, holding a Whiteforest Fruit-flavored ice cream.
Beside him.
Lisette had changed into a white pleated skirt and a white shirt completely different from her usual attire, and walked shoulder to shoulder with him.
Ye Qiyan was at the exclusive entrance for high-tier VIPs.
Compared with the other entrance, where people had to queue to get in, this was far easier.
His appearance, in particular, drew plenty of attention.
"Who's that? Why's he dressed so casually for the Black Market auction? And standing in the high-tier VIP entrance, too? Didn't they say you had to wear formal attire to enter the auction house?"
"Shh... don't be stupid. Anyone who can stand there has to be a Top-Level Train Conductor at the very least. He can wear whatever he wants, because he's going into a VIP box. He's not like us."
"I'm so jealous..."
Hardly anyone said the sort of thing only idiots in stories would say.
Anyone who knew about the Black Market and could enter it was, at the very least, a Train Conductor capable of obtaining an Invitation Card.
At least they had their heads on straight.
Of course.
It wasn't as if there were no long-lived idiots in the Wasteland.
But as it happened, Ye Qiyan hadn't run into any today.
"Phew... changing took a little longer than expected. Sorry..."
Zhao Lin stepped down from a Pumpkin Carriage, having also changed into a school-uniform-like JK Outfit.
There was even a name tag on her chest bearing her name and grade.
"That outfit of yours..."
"Hehe, I bought it while studying with a Magic Mage lady in the Arcane Academy City, the last city I visited. Not bad, right?"
"Not bad.