"Senior, this is the material you trusted, please check it, there are some things that don't match."

In a small house by the lake, the young man handed over a small treasure bag. This small treasure bag is a product of space magic, but the space that can be accommodated is very small, and the value is not large.

Kevin rested all night at the auction house that day before returning, and by this time he had already returned to his old appearance. He looked at the materials and nodded.

Although these materials are all low-level common goods, so many are just a piece of medium-grade obsidian, but obviously the young man is quite attentive, the materials are neat, and the condition is also good. He took out two pieces of medium-grade obsidian and placed them in front of the young man.

The young man's face was not very happy because of this, two pieces of medium-grade obsidian were enough for him to spend nearly a year, which means that this order was done completely without taking work within a year. But he was hesitant to understand that such an extraordinary reward would normally imply an extraordinary need.

"I'm not going to hide it from you." Kevin put down the stone and stopped looking at it, and said to himself, "It's been three or four years since I last came here, so I'm a little impressed. This time, I remembered that there was such a black market, so I came in to have a look. ”

He sipped his tea and said unhurriedly: "In addition to adding some low-level materials, the auction just has the materials I need, so I will auction them together, and in addition, I also want to buy some information." ”

"The reward for these two stones is not for nothing, I will probably stay for seven or eight days, so you need to take me to familiarize myself with the environment here, and I also need to buy some high-level materials and intelligence, you can help me find a reliable seller."

The young man felt a little relieved, this explanation was more in line with his conjecture, and it would only be because of this, so he no longer hesitated at the moment, stretched out his hand to collect two stones, and promised: "Senior, rest assured, I am familiar with most places in the black market, and the material and intelligence merchants are even more familiar with the doorway, they are all old stalls that have been done for decades, the absolute price is fair, the tone is tight, as far as I know, there has been no accident." ”

"You take me to shop today, buy materials first."

"Okay, senior, please come with me."

For three days in a row, every day the boy took the old man to wander around the various small markets in the black market, and in these three days alone, he visited almost half of the place, and you can imagine how far the two walked. Among them, the roads are intricate, even if Kevin is well-informed and has an amazing memory, it is inevitable that he will be a little dizzy, he knows that the waterways of this place often change, and it may have been unrecognizable after a year, but the boy said that the general area of what to sell will not change, as long as you remember the general direction, it will always be found after spending some time.

There are all kinds of business here, alien slave traders, all kinds of materials, even forbidden drugs, as well as intelligence, treasure maps from ancient times, arenas, and he even found a shop that sells high-level exercises, knowing that his family only has a high-level magic.

His main focus is on materials, many ancient prescriptions handed down by the family have not been refined for a long time because of the scarcity of materials, but here, he actually prepared the recipes of several potions, and it is possible to mix them out with only a small amount of rare materials, which makes him amazed, he didn't expect this black market to be so good, of course, he also knows that the source of these many materials is not clean, but what does that have to do with him, he feels more and more that this black market is extraordinary.

Buying materials is one thing, and more importantly, he also approved a large number of useless low-end materials. These materials were all exchanged from the old man of the Stephen family, and he didn't need them for a while, so he simply exchanged them all for obsidian, and the wealth in his space bag was frighteningly high. It's just that he did this secretly, and made a strict distinction between materials according to grades, attributes, and quantities, and in the past three days, he sold in batches in more than 20 shops in various waters, and sometimes even bartered. He knew that he was not cautious enough to do this, and there were still some hidden dangers, but he didn't have enough time, and at most he could only do it, of course, everything was done alone behind the back of the teenager.

Kevin's worries were not unfounded, for on the evening of the third day, a hunchbacked old man came to the door, on crutches and wrapped more tightly than Childe. When he came, he knocked on the door and handed him a token. This token is smaller than the one obtained at the previous auction, but the materials are much more elaborate, and the surface is more patterned. He knew that this should be a high-level token. After the old man handed over the token, he just held up his hands and reached for him. After the boy paused for a while, he put the middle-level piece between his hands, and the old man left, not saying a word from beginning to end, asking a word.

This is the goodwill expressed by the black marketeer, the amount of money he has traded in the past few days is amazing, they show goodwill in this way, and they are also declaring that this is their territory, and they have absolute control. And the old man's way of doing it was telling him that they didn't care who he was, what he was doing outside, they had no interest in it, as long as there was a sale. This style of acting is strange, completely different from most of the markets on the mainland, but it fits Kevin's heart.

"What do guests need?"

On the fourth day, a shop, ostensibly in the grain business, was inwardly inwardly inward. This is the largest intelligence agency on the black market, handling all the intelligence business, and of course, the price is also very high. Childe had already taken out the words of the young man during the second day's wandering, but he waited for two days, and today he came forward when he had almost prepared the required materials.

It was a dark room without any windows, and after closing the door, the consul activated multiple formations one by one. Kevin is a pharmacist, and he also has some research on the formation, seeing that he has activated several related formations, the main role is to isolate detection, conceal the breath, sound chaos, etc., this scale of formations is activated at the same time, giving people a great sense of security, and it is really expensive.

"I need a class of intelligence." Kevin rubbed the cup in his hand, but didn't drink it.

The consul-like man sits, doesn't look at Kevin, doesn't talk nonsense, waits quietly.

"The Petersons Family."

"Bias?"

"All the intelligence."

For the first time, the man in black had some expression, but he quickly calmed down.

"All the people who are alive now, the relationships, the class, the location, the position, the preferences, the abilities, the weaknesses, the handles."

"The client's needs are so large that I need to approve the quote for an hour."

"Okay."

The man in black exited the dark room, leaving Kevin alone, holding a cup, stunned.

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