1182 Black Market 1

The small courtyard behind a very luxurious shop on the north side of the square is where the famous black market in Top Cloud City is located.

In Xiao Toli's introduction, the background of this black market is quite extraordinary, because this black market not only openly sells various prohibited items, but also accepts items of unknown origin, and is said to be able to accept them. Customize the finding and collection of items.

However, according to the rules of the black market, any disputes can only be resolved outside the black market. If you dare to cause trouble in the black market, the consequences will be quite serious.

So Raymond, who had covered his face, entered the black market under the guidance of Little Tori and came to the huge exhibition hall hidden underground.

Various resources are placed in display cabinets in categories, and behind the counter are young waiters in crisp uniforms. They are smiling and very respectful, and will give detailed explanations when someone inquires.

Some young and beautiful maids in cool clothes also shuttled quietly in the exhibition hall, delivering the required drinks or beverages to the guests and providing meticulous service.

But when Raymond entered it, under the guidance of a steward with a goatee, he began to browse the items in the exhibition hall.

Although the variety of resources with clearly marked prices far exceeds those of the shops in the square, the quality varies from good to bad, and there are also some that are fake, which are obviously used to deceive people.

Little Tori, who did not dare to speak again after entering the black market, seemed to have completed his mission. He looked around curiously but maintained the proper etiquette, looking a little frightened.

It's just that the goatee who was responsible for receiving Raymond stopped introducing the altered products after discovering that Raymond not only had a keen sense of the quality of the goods in these showcases, but also had no interest in buying them. After asking Little Tori to stay where he was. He led Raymond past several rows of display cabinets to the west corridor of the exhibition hall and invited him to enter the VIP area.

"My lord, please forgive me for those clumsy techniques..." Goatee, who was bowing and saluting with an apologetic expression, said after mocking himself. "Many treasures are stored in the VIP area. Please come with me..."

Raymond, who was already a little disappointed before, started to laugh slightly after Goatee led the way. “As long as it’s really good stuff, don’t worry about not being able to sell it…”

"Yes, yes! What real buyers need are genuine goods, and the settings in the showroom will only disappoint..."

The goatee, who seemed to be resentful of the artifacts being displayed, was full of complaints and complaints as he led Raymond through the secret corridor and into the underground.

It turns out that this black market is extremely legal. There will not be any altered goods at all. Just because of the current manager's request, some such altered items were placed in the exhibition hall. In name, it is to screen the buyer's vision and strength, but in fact In the sense of goatee, it is a failure among failures.

Just when the corridor ends. When the waiter guarding the door pushed the door open, the goatee quickly begged in a low voice. "Sir, these are just complaints. Please don't take it to heart..."

Raymond, who didn't quite understand what the goatee meant, was noncommittal, but after he was led into a separate room at the end of the corridor, he finally felt how extraordinary this black market was.

In the luxurious rooms that we passed before, there are obviously magic projection facilities. Not only can we check various resources and artifacts currently waiting for sale. It also has a hidden effect, and there is a small auction house in the deepest part of the black market, where auctions of various goods are held regularly.

After being respectfully welcomed into the room, the goatee returned to its previous respectful posture. After activating the magic projection, he handed over the control to Raymond.

There are various resources with extremely different levels, and the quantities are also large and small. Obviously, this is not caused by stable supply channels.

After a brief inspection, Raymond gave up the search for resource-type goods and started browsing some strange goods for sale on the black market.

Broken weapons, old books, objects whose purpose cannot be identified...

The mess is full of these strange goods with annotations. Although the prices vary greatly, they seem to have traces of time, and many of them are marked as coming from a certain ruins, or even directly marked as being. Supplies of a fallen wizard.

Seeing that Raymond was looking at these goods very seriously, Goatee standing beside him quickly introduced them. "You can only inspect these goods here. Once you leave, you cannot return or make a claim, and the payment must be settled on the spot..."

Quickly browsing through the strange artifacts that were either labeled or not, even though he could understand the goatee's statement, Raymond still refuted it with a smile. "Then if I just bought something here and was robbed outside the door, does that have nothing to do with the black market?"

"Sir, you are joking... Although such regulations have always been implemented, so far no buyer has encountered anything wrong in the city..."

He gave a firm rejection with righteous words, but Raymond, who was in the sight of the goatee, looked like he understood it with a half-smile. He was a little embarrassed and quickly lowered his head and muttered quietly. "Sir, there is absolutely no risk in the city, but it's hard to say after you go out... But if you need it, you can hire some guards in Dianyun City, and I think the safety will be greatly improved..."

Although his expression was sincere, his eyes were a little evasive. Raymond knew that hiring guards would be more dangerous, so he didn't expose his conspiracy. He waved his hand and began to calm down and check the strange objects for sale.

Hundreds of objects whose value could not be accurately assessed, the price ranged from dozens of low-level magic stones to thousands of high-level magic stones, but the more detailed the description, the lower the price, and those seemingly inconspicuous objects without any annotations were priced at tens of thousands of low-level magic stones.

Observing only by magic projection, one could only see the shape and annotation. Raymond, who had not made any purchases before, finally selected a few items and asked the goat beard to send the real items to him.

He had been checking them carelessly, but in the end he chose goods with a total price of thousands of high-grade magic stones, which shocked the goat beard.

After a moment of distraction, the goat beard restrained his emotions, bowed and left, and left Raymond in the room to wait.

The young and beautiful maids brought in all kinds of fine wine and food like water. The maids, whether pure, charming, or hot, could not arouse Raymond's mood, and left one by one in disappointment.

However, the goat beard who left the room did not return to Raymond's room in time after completing the allocation of the goods, but was called to a secret room.

The goatee, who was led into the room by the guards, saw the extremely frightened Xiao Tuoli standing by the door as soon as he entered. However, he only glanced at him and lowered his head quickly. He quickly came to the center of the room and bowed to the person in the shadow in the corner.

"What is the origin of that person?"

The low and slightly hoarse voice sounded like the sound of sharp metal friction. Xiao Tuoli, who covered his ears, had dull eyes and fell down and fainted.

The goatee, who maintained a respectful attitude, lowered his eyes and stared at the carpet in front of his feet, and bowed in reply. "This person's strength cannot be judged by his voice, but his eyes are extremely sharp. The altered goods in the front exhibition hall cannot be concealed at all. He feels like a high-level pharmacist..."

The person lying on an old recliner with his back to the door made a light exclamation, and then muttered as if he was mumbling to himself. "Pharmacist...the items he selected are all valuable. You should watch them carefully. If you can make a deal, you can get promoted earlier..." (To be continued...)