There were even some awakened Mechanical Cores and mechanical blueprints.

The value contained in such a free trade market was unimaginably high.

No wonder the Haotian Mechanical Titan, having reached the Emperor Level, always stationed itself here to prevent any unforeseen incidents.

Su Ping, however, had lost his earlier train of thought. His gaze quickly scanned the area, and soon he spotted the figure he had been hoping to find.

It was none other than that man.

The man clearly hadn't realized that a pair of eyes was already watching him as he meandered about, idly flipping through items at various stalls.

However, even after an hour or two, he surprisingly hadn't bought a single thing.

Su Ping, on the other hand, did buy a few small items: assembly blueprints for some lower-grade, Ordinary Level domestic service robots, some special versatile materials for assembling mechanical bodies, and the like.

Yet, he always kept a certain distance behind the man.

But now, Su Ping was starting to have doubts.

Looking at the time, it was already past two o'clock.

Soon, Sang Sheng would come to pick him up.

Could it be that he had guessed wrong?

Was this man not in cahoots with that skinny young man from earlier?

Indeed, Su Ping had been convinced from the first glance that the two men had staged a spectacle in front of the door.

At first glance, the situation earlier seemed reasonable, but in reality, it was full of holes.

If the man had truly been angry, confronting the young man himself would have been pointless. As Haotian had said, he should have reported directly to the internal Supervisors of this trade factory.

If counterfeit goods were indeed being sold, it wouldn't be a matter as simple as getting a beating.

It was highly likely the seller would end up directly behind bars.

The reason for staging such a scene was actually quite simple.

This was because if they sold goods within the trade factory, on the Mechanics Association's territory, and something went wrong, the buyer would genuinely report them to a Supervisor.

At that point, there would be real trouble.

Outside, however, conducting a private sale without third-party oversight meant it was a case of a willing seller and a willing buyer.

If the buyer later discovered something was awry, there would be nowhere to seek redress.

The reason for creating such a scene at the door was naturally to advertise.

This was the Mechanics Association's trade factory, which saw the largest flow of people, and the timing was perfect—just when most people had finished their lunch.

At such a time, many people, upon hearing about the incident, would naturally become intrigued.

So, while most people followed the crowd outside to find the young man and see about the so-called mechanical blueprint—one that supposedly enabled a mechanical being to automatically recover energy through an internal power cycle—Su Ping kept his attention on the burly man.

However, Su Ping had assumed all along that the two were collaborators. But now, two hours had passed without any further developments, making him genuinely wonder: Had he been mistaken?

However, just as this thought crossed his mind, the man in front of him checked his phone and then hustled towards the door of the trade factory.

Feeling a jolt, Su Ping followed towards the exit.

However, compared to the bustling interior of the trade factory, tracking someone in the Mechanics Association's park and beyond was undoubtedly an exceedingly difficult task.

Luckily, Su Ping had come prepared.

He turned his head to look at the huge Mechanical Titan, still standing there as if it never knew rest. The Titan seemed to perceive Su Ping's gaze, and its massive head nodded slightly.

Su Ping smiled faintly and took out a mechanical badge he had obtained from this very Mechanical Titan: a Psychic Perception Disturbance Device. This device greatly reduced the ability of spiritual power to perceive its user.

After activating this device, Su Ping finally followed the man out of the Association.

The man was in a hurry.

He was constantly glancing around, and strong fluctuations of his spiritual power perception emanated from him.

However, once he was certain no one was around, he finally relaxed and entered a small hotel some distance from the Mechanics Association, then went into a room.

Sure enough, the moment the burly man entered, he saw the young man perched on the edge of the bed, engrossed in his phone. "Well?" the burly man asked. "How much did we rake in?"

"Hahaha, Bro, we struck gold this time! Damn it, they say Magic Capital is full of rich folks, and even more so among those who play with Mechanical Pet Beasts. It really lives up to its reputation, hahaha!"

"No kidding! Cut the crap and tell me, how much did we actually score?" the burly man pressed, his eyes shining with excitement as he plopped down beside the young man.

The lean young man didn't waste any more words, simply showing the burly man a screenshot of his bank balance on his phone.

Sure enough, the long string of zeros that followed nearly blinded him.

"Damn!"

"Bro, with this much money, it's enough to get our main Battle Pets cultivated to Peak Commander Level, or even Monarch Level, right? If we give fifty percent of this to that person..."

The burly man, his 'brother,' shot the youngster a sideways glance. "Kiddo, don't be so shortsighted. Without Mr. Shen, we wouldn't even be able to set foot inside the Magic Capital Mechanics Association! Besides, he's a director on the Mechanics Association's board. Ordinary folks don't even get the chance or have the connections to offer him money!"

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