Reading this series of prompts, the confusion that had previously clouded Fang Senyan’s mind immediately vanished, and he felt the 500 general points spent were hardly a waste. () He then checked that unknown curious item again: a vampire bat injected with digestive enzymes. To his surprise, he found two options: A. Sell it for 5000 general points. B. Donate it to the Spacetime for 1 Merit Point. The Spacetime clearly stated that an unknown curious item was a mutated species appearing only under extremely rare circumstances, akin to a creature mutated by nuclear radiation undergoing repeated cross-breeding, meaning the Spacetime lacked relevant data and it held considerable research value.

Had his military rank not been promoted, Fang Senyan might have chosen the 5000 general points, but at this juncture, he hesitated before selecting the Merit Point. He then checked the corresponding military rank store but discovered that not many new items had been added—mostly bandages, medicines, and a few corresponding military badges. These badges were purchased with Merit Points, and using one could instantly increase specified reputation/favorability from 1000 to 5000 points. Their utility was immensely powerful. For instance, if Fang Senyan obtained a badge and used it on Hagrid in the Harry Potter world, his favorability would immediately shoot up to an extremely high level, bypassing the need for arduous quest completion.

Faced with this dazzling array of goods, Fang Senyan couldn't help but feel tempted. The items that most attracted his purchase were, first and foremost, a bottle of Cell Activity B Concentrate capable of instantly restoring 100% health while granting a temporary +3 boost to all attributes. Following that were the military badges. However, the former required a full 10 Merit Points, while the latter demanded 5000 general points plus 2 Merit Points! For Fang Senyan, the threat to survival was not severe; he could always find other substitutes. And his free purchase credit was certainly reserved for treating Uncle Da’s crippled arm. Thus, after careful consideration, he had to reluctantly let the concentrate go.

Having sorted out this series of messy affairs, Fang Senyan retraced his steps back to the upper levels of the Nightmare Spacetime, returning to the ordinary plaza. The next task, naturally, was to use that item: the Troll Soul Vessel. Following the prompt from the Nightmare Imprint, Fang Senyan proceeded to the Military Sector on the west side of the Spacetime Trading Hall. At first glance, this area resembled enclosed telephone booths embedded in the walls. Once a Contractor stepped inside, the door would automatically close, creating a sealed space for them to conduct their operations without interference from anyone else. For a black-grade equipment to be upgraded to silver-grade plot-level, it absolutely required its own “Vessel Soul.” The item, Troll Soul Vessel, sealed the soul of a Troll. Whether the upgrade would succeed depended on the compatibility between the Vessel Soul and one's equipment. If the compatibility was low, the success rate of the upgrade would be lower. Even if the fusion succeeded, it might result in ridiculous and impractical extra attributes, such as a "ranged physical attack weapon endowed with melee attack effects." Undeniably, the soul sealed within the Troll Soul Vessel belonged to a hulking brute like a Troll, possessing thick hide and great resilience. If it were used to upgrade demonic black-grade equipment, the compatibility would likely be pitifully low. Fortunately, the few pieces of black-grade equipment Fang Senyan possessed were all oriented toward physical systems, so he did not have this concern.

After some experimentation, Fang Senyan discovered that the compatibility between the Troll Soul Vessel and the black weapon, the Ogre's Great Femur, was the highest at 95%. The compatibility with the black accessory, the Obsidian Fossil Anchor, also reached 86.7016, but with "Ambition," it was only 65%. Clearly, based on Fang Senyan's previous calculations, fusing and upgrading the Obsidian Fossil Anchor with the Troll Soul Vessel was the best choice. When Fang Senyan reluctantly paid another 1000 general points and 1 potential point, he finally succeeded in fusing and upgrading the Obsidian Fossil Anchor. Regrettably, he would have to wait 32 hours before he could retrieve it to check its specific attributes. Fang Senyan thought for a moment and rented a display stall in the trading plaza, uploading 3D images and detailed information of all the items he currently had for sale, noting that he would likely return after staying in the real world for fifteen days.

What Fang Senyan did was essentially a form of advertisement. He then planned to return to the real world. After all, he could come back in fifteen days, and the time spent in the Spacetime accumulated; he would only be forcibly ejected if the accumulated time reached 48 hours before the next mission arrived. The flow of time inside the Spacetime differed from the real world. If a Contractor was genuinely interested in purchasing, they would naturally wait for his return and prepare sufficient general points. Having made up his mind, Fang Senyan returned to his private space, where he bumped head-on into Gold Mine. The creature looked extremely busy, covered head to toe in black soot, as if he had just crawled out of a primitive wood stove. There was a large smear of grease on his nose, and no one knew what he had been up to.

Fang Senyan only hoped this sleazy goblin wouldn't come looking for trouble again. If the old fellow was in a good mood, he wouldn't dare utter a single extra word. Suddenly, he heard Gold Mine call out, "Master," before scurrying over to look at him. Fang Senyan’s heart sank, thinking, What I fear most is coming true. He forced a bitter smile: “Gold Mine, I really don't have much money right now…” Gold Mine shook his head, dismissively saying: “Master, I just overheard some people talking. They found data on a Contractor in the real world and are planning to eliminate him. You need to be careful.” Fang Senyan’s nerves immediately tightened. Truthfully, in order to acquire that bottle of Maotai original liquor in the real world, he had even become entangled in the high-level political struggles in Singapore! This action had always left him with a faint sense of unease. Hearing Gold Mine’s reminder now, he immediately showed hesitation: “There are so many people in the real world, and Contractors cannot wear most of their equipment, nor can they use their active abilities. Wouldn't ambushing another Contractor be quite difficult?” Gold Mine scurried away: “Time is money, my Master! That brief chat just now caused me to lose at least three pennies!” Fang Senyan initially hadn't taken this information seriously, but the more he thought about it, the more he felt it warranted attention. In the real world, his most important innate ability, Tenacity, was deactivated, and he carried no equipment. Being surrounded and ambushed by five or six professionally trained gunmen was entirely plausible. He had gained considerable benefits from eliminating the Prybar in the last world. If killing Contractors in the real world yielded similar rewards, then those Contractors with power and influence in the real world would surely be keen on such activities. At this thought, Fang Senyan immediately felt that agreeing to be Li Xianhai’s bodyguard was unwise. If any Contractor harbored malicious intent in the real world, his actions at the auction might quickly attract the attention of the interested parties. While the probability was low, it was something he couldn't afford to ignore—something he absolutely had to guard against! Having made up his mind, Fang Senyan prepared to return to the real world. Now that he knew the time spent in the Spacetime was cumulative, he certainly wouldn't dare waste precious stay time sleeping here. Soon, he traversed the barrier of time and space and returned to the luxurious mansion of the wealthy Singaporean, Li Xianhai, in the real world. The next day, Fang Senyan found time to bid farewell to Li Xianhai. To Li Xianhai, the last auction was merely an accident. Ethnic conflicts might occur annually, but an assassination attempt like that was a one-off event. With the stabilization of the political situation and the uprooting of rival factions, the probability of such incidents occurring again was nearly zero. Of course, given his wealth, maintaining a hundred Fang Senyans would not strain his finances, considering Fang Senyan had saved his life. However, since Fang Senyan was determined to leave, Li Xianhai didn't press him. At Fang Senyan’s request, he opened a Swiss Bank Free Bank Card for him and deposited 500,000 US dollars. Once funds were withdrawn from this Free Bank Card, the origin of the money could not be tracked, making it extremely convenient and swift. This was the method usually adopted for transactions between international drug lords. After waiting another day, Li Xianhai’s connections proved to be formidable. In just two days, he delivered the required British "Chivas Regal XV—Royal Salute Whisky," Russian "Bolshevik Vodka," and French "Crystal Champagne" for Fang Senyan. Through the internet, Fang Senyan had also found leads for the other two—Spanish Barca Cava sparkling wine and French Calvados brandy—both of which were expensive luxury goods obtainable through the right channels. With this accomplished, Fang Senyan left a note for Li Xianhai and quietly vanished into the masses. As the saying goes, snakes have their paths, and rats have theirs. Fang Senyan was thoroughly familiar with the routes of illegal smuggling; the only difference was that previously he helped people smuggle, and now he needed help to smuggle himself. After hastily disguising himself, he found one of the most ordinary-looking smuggling vessels heading for Hong Kong. In a major international port like Singapore, hundreds of smuggling boats departed daily, with at least tens of thousands of people entering and almost the same number leaving. Only God could accurately track his whereabouts.