Except for some savage lands with treacherous environments that still maintain a primitive financial system of barter, the common currency in most parts of Warhammer is gold, silver, and copper, with the exception of the greenskins, which have their own unique general equivalents.

Although these common coins have different names and designs, such as elves, dwarves, and human nations all have their own coins, the most basic exchange rate between coins of different materials is the same, no matter what they look like, and one gold kronor is equal to twenty silver shillings or two hundred and forty copper pence.

In addition, the weight and material of these coins are also the same, whether it is the coin string of the outer circle of the Far Eastern Aurora or the gold eju of Bretonnia, the weight is the same, one coin weighs an ounce.

It is this highly unified standard that makes commercial transactions between different countries and different races very convenient, greatly promotes the development of financial trade, and meets the needs of civilians to a certain extent while improving the living standards of the upper class.

However, in the invisible and intangible, but ubiquitous underground world, it has its own unique financial system, and the "Ruins of the Three Towers" is one of them.

Although ordinary coins can also be circulated here, they are not unimpeded, and in some special places, especially high-end places, no coins can be used, and they only accept another "currency".

The Dimension Stone, a crystallization of the purest form of chaotic energy, can not only be used to provide magical energy, but also play a more important role in the black market around the world.

Each Black Market Dimension Stone is clearly priced, usually ten times the price of the same weight of gold coins, and will fluctuate depending on the quality, and high-quality Dimension Stones are often not available for sale, as many places only accept Dimension Stones as payment.

Therefore, for the gatekeeper, although gold coins are also collected, if they can receive dimensional stones, it is naturally very good.

Everyone who is new to the "Ruins of the Three Towers" has to pay an entrance fee, if the money is not enough, then I'm sorry, the ruins don't welcome poor ghosts, get out of the house as soon as possible.

Brienne had been prepared for this, the cloth bag she threw out just now weighed almost twenty ounces, and it was no wonder that the tone and demeanor of the whole person changed after the halfling thief opened the bag, and it was completely two people before, worthy of opening the door to do business.

Although he only glanced at it, with his eyesight, he could easily tell that the quality of the dimensional stone in the bag was quite good, at least worth two hundred and twenty gold crowns, and if he was lucky, he might be able to sell it for two hundred and fifty gold crowns, far exceeding the entry standard of fifty gold crowns per person.

These two women are quite generous, even if it is fifty gold coins, ordinary mercenaries should have to save for two or three years without eating or drinking, not to mention the rare dimensional stones, it seems that they are not as they say, they are here to beg for a living, but these are not the caretaker's responsibility.

Everyone who comes to the ruins has their own purpose, it may be to buy some kind of evil goods, it may be to go to the Assassin's guild to buy murder, it may be to go to a brothel to enjoy the services of the dark elves, as long as they have money.

As for Halbert, who was greedy, he only cared about whether he had oil and water, anyway, this time he was very satisfied, and he could keep more than half of it after handing it over, and at most he would give it to the stupid big one, and the rest of the dimensional stones were his own.

The change in the demeanor of the halfling man has long fallen in the eyes of Brienne on the other side, and it seems that he has given a little more, this is because when he came here in his previous life, the entrance fee was one hundred gold coins per person, and now it seems that the fame and scale here are not big enough, and the "ticket" is not so expensive, but it doesn't matter, there is a mine in my brother's house.

Halbert carefully took out a special box and put the dimensional stone in it and hid it closely, so that he was not afraid of the chaotic energy that was emitted.

Just as the two "distinguished guests" were about to pass by the ogre and enter the black market, the halfling sitting on it said with a sneer:

"My name is Halbert, before I go in, I will tell you about the rules here, it's very simple, just one point, don't get into trouble, don't be surprised even if you see a priest wearing a Sigma Sect burqa, the other two distinguished guests can come to me if they need anything, no matter what trouble they encounter, or what news they want to know, in the ruins of the Three Towers, there is nothing I don't know, go to the thieves' guild and find me."

Safety, this is the bottom line that can not be violated in any place that values business practices, especially in the black market, in this kind of place full of dangerous people, if you can't even guarantee your own safety, then no matter how convenient the transportation and good service, you can't attract a large number of customers.

After Halber finished speaking, he paused for a moment, and in order to solicit business for himself, he continued:

"I'll send you a piece of information, tomorrow at twelve o'clock at noon, the largest "Champs Elysées auction house" here has a long-prepared auction, it is said that there are many special goods auctioned, you are welcome to come, or that sentence, remember to bring enough dimensional stones, there are no gold coins accepted. ”

Brienne nodded her head to acknowledge that she had heard, and with a thoughtful look on her face, she continued to move forward, seeing that she did not answer, and Fitandila hastened to follow, her face full of anticipation and nervousness.

After walking a few steps, a series of quarrels were heard behind him, and it seemed that the two janitors had divided the spoils unevenly.

After turning a corner, another portal with the same shape as before, and just when Fitandila thought she would have to go straight through, Brienne stopped and turned around and handed her a white scarf.

"Cover your face before you go in, in this kind of place, you can never guess who you will meet, maybe a certain orc shaman you see is actually a vampire, but we don't have to be so troublesome, and we don't have that condition, the easiest way is to just cover your face."

As she spoke, she tied a black scarf to her face, and the hood on her cloak was also put on, covering her blonde hair, revealing only two blue eyes outside, like a ninja from Nipun.

Fitandila did the same, and then the two of them passed through the portal one after the other, and the picture they saw was completely beyond the imagination of the female city lord.

Instead of a cramped underground cavern, you will see a small market that at first glance seems ordinary.

The streets, the houses, the flow of people, everything is similar to that of an ordinary town, but the problem is that there are two bright moons of different colors hanging above her head, and the twinkling stars are clearly visible all over the Milky Way.

Allah! Fitandila shouted in her heart the name of the only true god of Arabi, why did she come out again when she had gone underground?

This is the legendary magical space? It's amazing!

There was no time to surprise her, and following in the footsteps of their companions, the two of them effortlessly blended into the crowd on the street, except that most of these people who passed by were like them, covering their true faces with all kinds of things, but although their faces were blocked, most of them could still be distinguished by their appearances.

The spiky green-skinned guys, the hordes of cultists of the evil gods, the scantily clad dark elf beauties, and the big rats that walked upright, all kinds of races that had only appeared in the mouth of the old city lord appeared alive in front of Fitandila.

The point is that these evil or brutal creatures are now like ordinary people, walking freely in the streets, and the water from the well does not interfere with the river water from each other, as if it were a dream.

"It's the place."

Unconsciously, she sleepwalked like Brienne to a tavern, and like all kinds of li, every time she went to a strange place, the most popular must be here.

"Let's go inside, there should be someone waiting for us inside."