The seller only needs to store the items in the Star Ring City's warehouse and can list them on the trading platform with the voucher.

After the buyer purchases, they can obtain the voucher and pick up the goods with it.

The entire transaction process is very simple and only charges a 1% handling fee.

"When did this open? How did I not notice?"

Su Mo felt as if he had missed out on millions, and he muttered to himself with some regret.

This consignment market is now exceptionally popular, with many people using it.

All kinds of goods are available.

Su Mo took a deep breath and began to study the price of energy crystals.

He found that the price of energy crystals had been stable at around 20% below the base price and had not fluctuated, so it seemed that the price had bottomed out.

Falsified Creator·Devourer looked at Su Mo, who was seriously studying the consignment market, and after a moment of silence, suddenly said.

"Su Mo."

"What's wrong?"

Su Mo asked while looking at the posts.

"Tomorrow, when you go to see the old man, take me to him and have him repair me."

Falsified Creator·Devourer replied in a low voice.

Su Mo was slightly startled and quickly asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"During the last Xingmen (Star Gate) defense battle, I took a full blow from Moga Xi, the deputy patriarch of the Eternal Sleep Clan, and my core suffered some damage. It needs to be repaired."

Falsified Creator·Devourer replied in a low voice.

Hearing this, Su Mo asked nervously, "Is it serious? Are you okay?"

"It's okay, I'm fine."

Falsified Creator·Devourer replied in a low voice.

Hearing Falsified Creator·Devourer's words, Su Mo couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but then a bitter expression appeared on his face.

"Ah, my heavens, I finally saved up some money, but you're damaged. I wonder how much I'm going to get ripped off this time."

"Do you have a problem with that?"

"No problem, I'll take you to see him tomorrow."

Su Mo quickly replied with a smile.

......

The next day, Su Mo came to the general store again.

"Old man, I'm here."

Su Mo walked into the general store and greeted him enthusiastically.

The old man didn't even acknowledge Su Mo, as if he was used to it.

However, to his surprise, Su Mo walked to the counter, and instead of pestering him as usual, he picked up a box and placed it in front of the old man.

Inside the box was the sleeping Falsified Creator·Devourer.

The old man narrowed his eyes and asked, "You want to sell this optical brain?"

"What? What are you thinking? This optical brain is damaged. I want you to take a look at it."

Su Mo's mouth twitched, and he quickly explained.

Hearing Su Mo say this, the old man's expression softened a little, and he expressionlessly picked it up and looked at it.

"How is it?"

Su Mo asked anxiously.

He knew that Falsified Creator·Devourer was extremely important to him, no less than his lifeline.

"The damage is very serious. It needs to be left here for repairs."

The old man said hoarsely.

"No way, how serious is it? How long will it take to repair? Will there be any problems during the repair?"

Su Mo asked with a solemn expression. What he feared most was coming true.

"Come and get it tomorrow."

The old man was too lazy to say anything more to Su Mo.

"Okay, wait? It can be repaired by tomorrow?"

After agreeing, Su Mo suddenly realized something was wrong.

"That's right, what's wrong?"

The old man replied casually.

"No, didn't you say it was seriously damaged? How can it be repaired in one day? Are you deliberately exaggerating to raise the repair fee?"

Su Mo looked at the old man suspiciously.

"Then come back in a month."

The old man didn't waste any words and directly changed his tune.

"No, no, tomorrow, just tomorrow. How much is the repair fee?"

Su Mo didn't dare to really wait a month to come back.

"I'll calculate it later. You can leave. I'm closed today."

The old man coldly issued an eviction order.

"Alright."

Seeing that the old man didn't seem to be in the mood to talk to him, Su Mo turned and left.

As soon as Su Mo left, the door of the general store closed automatically.

Falsified Creator·Devourer, lying quietly in the box, began to emit a halo again, and the entire mechanical sphere floated up.

The old man wasn't surprised at all to see Falsified Creator·Devourer floating up, he just coughed a few times.

Instead, Falsified Creator·Devourer asked in a low voice.

"Why don't you take in Su Mo? You've personally tested him, and he should have met your requirements in all aspects."

The old man coughed non-stop, and after a long while, he said.

"That's right, that kid has indeed met the standards in all aspects, and even exceeded expectations in some ways."

"Then why not take him in? Why keep dangling him?"

Falsified Creator·Devourer asked in confusion.

The old man didn't directly answer Falsified Creator·Devourer's question, but instead walked towards the inner room of the general store.

Falsified Creator·Devourer followed him in.

The old man came to the dark inner room and placed his hand on the wall.

In an instant, a bottomless staircase entrance opened in the ground.

The old man led Falsified Creator·Devourer down and soon came to a metal passage, where countless scanning beams swept over him.

Then, all the security devices went into hibernation.

The gates ahead opened one by one.

Soon, the old man led Falsified Creator·Devourer to the end, where there was a tightly closed black metal door.

The old man raised his hand and placed it on the door.

The surface of the entire black metal door lit up with countless circuits.

*Click!*

The entire door cracked irregularly.

Then, a huge biological laboratory came into view, with ultra-high-precision instruments and biological tanks everywhere.

Inside those biological tanks were different kinds of monsters and alien creatures.

Countless tubes were stuck in them.

Researchers in protective suits were busy doing their own things.

They acted as if they didn't see the old man enter.

The old man led Falsified Creator·Devourer all the way inside.

At the deepest part of the laboratory, there was a vortex-shaped biological instrument more than a hundred meters tall.

This biological instrument was connected to a large number of concentrated mixing tanks.

Each tank was filled with a different liquid.

These liquids were constantly injected into the biological instrument, and after a complex process, they were finally injected into a glass tube in the center of the instrument.

"Do you see that glass tube?"

The old man said hoarsely.

Falsified Creator·Devourer stared for a long time, and finally said, "Type VI gene serum!"

"That's right. To be precise, it should be a semi-finished product. To make this special type VI gene serum, I need my blood. But now, the negative energy pollution inside my body is very serious. If I use my blood to forcibly make it at this time, then this special type VI gene serum itself will carry extremely terrifying pollution. Once injected into Su Mo, his negative energy pollution might skyrocket, or even directly mutate him. That's why I need the Pala Fruit to forcibly suppress the pollution in my body, so that I can perfect this type VI gene serum."

The old man said hoarsely.