Enacyrin has his own guess, but it can't be confirmed yet, and we'll have to see what Rien does next.

As for now, he decided to go to the underground black market on the eighth and ninth floors, anyway, the lights were on the same night as day.

He needs to earn some points, although his status has skyrocketed overnight, but the organization will give some discounts at most, such as discounts on buying things, discounts on the use of tissue equipment, etc., as for the accommodation and board? It is recommended to sleep directly, and there is everything in the dream.

Ernacillin found a hooded robe to put on, he was not interested in causing unnecessary trouble - the underground black market on the eighth and ninth floors did not belong entirely to the organization, it was the place where all the psionic powers of Nalto made transactions, and it was a common occurrence for dead people to have conflicts or fight over traded items, and the organization did not care, it was an extremely chaotic area.

The underground black market has multiple entrances and exits, and is one of the covers of this building, and the demon follower organization only exists as an organizer and does not establish trading rules, so it is chaotic and it is impossible to do business there without any strength.

Eneracillin was sitting on the tram at this moment, and he was extremely glad that he did not get motion sickness, and the car was taking a very strange route. It stands to reason that the route of this kind of tram running on the track should be very smooth, but the route made by the organization is different.

As an organization with multiple trams, they sincerely hope that the trams can go to all the places that the building can go. So, they made thirteen routes with seven turns and eight turns, and the distribution was bizarre.

Take the No. 5 line that Ernacillin is now riding as an example, it has only been two minutes since he got on this bus, and the tram has gone up three slopes, down four slopes and turned three turns, but the scenery on the street has not changed much, and the car is still rising and falling, which is very outrageous.

"So what's the point of them coming up with this tram line?" said Ernacillin, who had finally arrived at the station, standing on the tram platform, leaning against the wall with a blank face, looking very cold.

However, Minno felt that he was very noisy.

You've been repeating this question for ten minutes, and even if you ask the true God, He doesn't know. "So don't ask, you talk a lot. This is what Ming Nuo didn't say, and it hurt his feelings too much.

With a slight movement, Ennacyrin shook his head, which had been dazed by the tram, and raised his legs to walk down an alley near the station, where there was a passage into the black market.

At the end of the alley, which was blocked by the light from the buildings on both sides, there was a sturdy and simple metal gate, and two men of similar height stood in wide robes and metal masks of the same style as the gate.

Looking at them, Enasilin glanced at them a few more times without a trace, and then understood their identities. He said secretly:

"Looks like that's the gatekeeper. A portion of the information left by Rien details this profession of guarding the door for the gods. Gatekeepers are attendants of the gods, basically male eunuchs, in order to approach the characteristics of the gods without gender. Some of the important doors in the organization are guarded by gatekeepers, and as the gatekeepers of the gods, they have extremely strong combat effectiveness.

"Documents. ”

"Documents. ”

Two equally hoarse but slightly sharp, inaudible gendered voices rang out at the same time, neatly like a set machine.

Enacillerin took out the black and gold color scheme from his pocket, handed them the gorgeous and delicate documents, the two quickly looked at each other, and after verifying Enacillicillin's identity, they opened the door, and bowed at the same time:

"It's an honor to serve you, my family. ”

The extremely synchronized actions and words made Ernacillin feel a little frightened while helpless about the title of "family dependent". From beginning to end, the words and actions of these two people are basically synchronized, neatly and accurately like two set machines.

Enacyrin withdrew his documents without changing his face and walked into the metal gate with his legs raised. He decided to stay away from these gods, or who knows if one day he would turn from a human being into a programmed machine.

Walking into this metal gate, the original scene of life is directly transformed into a paved stone and brick path.

This is a special procedure added by the organization to prevent the base camp from being discovered, and the other entrance paths are exactly the same as this one. One of the only two rigid rules under the establishment of the underground black market is that the path from which you come from must go back, and no other path is allowed unless you can prove that you are a member of the hunted down group.

Anyone entering the black market receives a temporary ID at the entrance to the trail to enter and trade. The role of the document is similar to that used within the organization, and no one can use it except the person, which avoids killing people and taking money to a certain extent.

"Sell meat rolls, sand sprout meat rolls. ”

"Dank powder, a little bit of Dank powder that can have a wonderful experience is sold cheaply......"

"Weapons, all kinds of weapons you want are available here, bullets are sold cheaply!"

“......”

Before he could step out of the path, he heard a sound similar to that of the morning market, except that the things sold here were more lucrative and it was easier to get a lifetime residence permit in the guild's dungeon or be given a ticket to the place where the true god was located.

"It's the first time I've seen so many dank fans. Enacillin, who had lived in the association for a long time, leaned into the booth with great interest, "If memory serves, Dank powder is a synthetic drug, white crystalline powder, and the most common way of abuse is snorting, which causes hallucinations. Long-term abuse can lead to symptoms such as frequent urination, painful urination, ulceration of the nasal mucosa, memory loss, and cognitive impairment. Well, according to the standards set by the association......"

Ennacyrin took a rough estimate of the packets of white powder on the stall and concluded:

"According to the price of one gold lake in one pack, there are ten grams in one pack...... Tut. ”

He couldn't help but shake his head as he looked at the packets of white powder on the table, this amount was enough for this person to go to the association to redeem dozens of tickets to the location of the true god.

"Hey, if you don't buy it, please get out of the way, I still have to do business!" The stall owner has been paying attention to Ernacillin for a long time, and this person has been watching there, which really affects his business, if it weren't for the fact that he didn't know the strength of the other party, he would have kicked people out unceremoniously.

Enaxiline raised his eyebrows, hidden under his black robe.

If it weren't for the fact that it wasn't suitable to do it now, he would have already sent this person to see the true god, and the association of weapons and the like could not be ignored, but this kind of illegal medicine is not good, as long as it is touched, he must be ready to meet the true god. However, now he is a dependant of the gods of the organization, Sirin Holmos, not the psychic power to make Enasilin Aaron, and his action for no reason will attract suspicion.

Ernacillic didn't say anything, just walked unhurriedly to the side of the utility stall, like an ordinary person looking around.

"Let's take a look here, although my things look a little old, but the quality is first-class. The old man sitting in front of the stall looked at Enacillicillin who came over with a smile, looking very kind.

Enacillicillin squatted down on his knees, put his hands on his knees, glanced at the items on the stall, and was a little surprised:

"These things...... Can it really be sold? Not to mention the bottles and cans stained with mud, what about the pocket watch with seaweed on the chain? It's exquisite, but it's ...... This was just salvaged?"

The old man saw that Enacylin's eyes were locked on the pocket watch, and he happily picked up the pocket watch and said:

"Do you like this pocket watch? It's of great quality! It fell off a cliff from its previous owner, and it fell overboard, and nothing happened when it was fished up!"

"Well, why did its owner sell it?" Enacillin was a little puzzled, looking at the style of this pocket watch, he knew that it was something that had been around for some years, and he didn't know how long this model had been discontinued, and it was already a miracle that it could still walk, not to mention that it was so sturdy.

"Oh, its former owner fell off the cliff with it, the man knocked the stone and disappeared, and the pocket watch fell into the sea, and we just fished it out. Well, you can see that the seaweed is still fresh. ”

“......”

Ernacillin didn't know what to say anymore.

"Hey, I advise you, don't buy anything from this old man. This old man makes money from the dead, so be careful of bad luck. At this time, the owner of the sand sprout meat rolls on the side came over with a smile, he was the most normal thing to sell among the several people.

"Go, go, what do you mean by making money from the dead? I'm using waste...... No, turn trash into treasure...... Hey, that's not right, hey, forget it. Anyway, how wasteful is it for a dead person to wear such a good thing? It's not that it can't be used, you just say a word, buy it or not!" The old man was slightly annoyed, and seemed not very pleased with the meat roll stall's editor's behavior.

"Just the pocket watch. "Ernacillin has been looking at it for so long, and he is too embarrassed not to buy it, that pocket watch is indeed the type he likes, but he won't use it.

"One gold lake and five silver lake, considering that I haven't checked it after soaking in water, it's even a gold lake. "The old man skillfully reported the numbers, and it seemed that he did not do this kind of thing.

Ernacillin took out the document and aimed the mark on the back at the back of the old man's document, and a wave of fluctuations spread, and the deal was concluded.

"Put it away. By the way, your credentials are very special. The old man handed him the pocket watch and glanced at his papers with interest.

"Well, I painted it myself. Ernacillin took the pocket watch and looked at it, and replied casually. Well, this is indeed the pocket watch that has been discontinued, and this pattern is still relatively rare in the whole series.

"That's good, special! Hey! What's that...... Hos, go find some paint, and I'll paint my papers!" the old man shouted at the owner of the meat roll stall.

When the stall owner next door who was rolling the meat rolls heard this, he rolled his eyes and didn't think he could hear it, and didn't bother to pay attention to him.

Stain the badges issued by the demon's entourage? He's crazy to get paint for this crazy old man.

Ernacillin got up from the stall with the pocket watch, and after buying the pocket watch, all he had on him was the ten gold and five silver lake and six copper coins that he had saved in the association, and there were no points left in the certificate.

Now, he's going to have to earn some points.