The Blackmarket [5]

"Thank you for your purchase!"

It only cost him a little bit of 1,000,000 credits.

He had never shopped this much.

Everything in the blackmarket had always caught his eye.

After all, everything was useful.

Things that were often not sold on the surface.

He tucked the pill tightly inside his pocket.

The pill would only work once he was about to breach S- Rank.

If used incorrectly, the side–effects were severe. Worse case, he would die.

But death….

….He didn't fear dying anymore.

If killing himself was what he needed to change this progression. To improve himself. To become strong enough.

Then it was a small price to pay.

'I'll just come back from the dead.'

"Where are we going next, boss?"

"Where I came here for."

"Ah?"

"This place."

Brandon and Matthew scanned.

A white building stood tall, shading the sun as it cast a shadow over them.