Chapter Ninety-Nine: Information Traffickers
"Here's the latest news, whether it's local, or from the Star Capital, or even from the desert city of Brooks, you only need a little silver to become a Star Jack-of-all-trades, how about it, do you need it?" The treacherous look could be heard in the voice, this was a dwarf peddler with short arms and legs.
"Hostel Wenshi, our accommodation is the best in Breisser, sir, consider staying here!" This is a middle-aged aunt, squeezing her eyebrows as if she is pimping.
"Orc slaves, monster cubs. "The fierce-looking human trader seemed to steal something, and his voice was very low, like a guy who secretly sold pirated CDs in his previous life......
The other roads of Breser are also full of shops, and it seems that it is a completely commercial city.
At a glance, the houses made of common stone are full of the unique architectural style of the stars, simple, low, and with clear water chestnut angles, full of a unique simplicity and wild beauty.
If you look down from above, you will see that the roads of Breser are crisscrossed, and the layout is unconventional but intricate.
Alan walked in it for a while and couldn't recognize it, and Andrew didn't seem to be as familiar with the place as he said he said, so they got lost before they knew it.
"This should be the Abandoned Alley, right? Big brother, why did you bring us here?"
Andrei's complaining words caused a wave of hope among the others, as if he knew here?
However, Andrew's rebuttal made people listen to a little silence.
"Fool, this is Gardener's Street, not Abandoned Alley!"
"Are you familiar with this place?" Sugi's inquiring voice was full of hope, but Andrew shook his head at this, his face slightly red: "I've only heard of it, I've never been here, um..."
"What a stupidity!"
Alan glanced at him and realized that his idea of relying on Andrew was simply too naΓ―ve, although this guy sometimes seems to be very reliable, but it just looks like he will only make trouble when he really encounters something!
At this moment, he suddenly felt that it seemed that Andre was much more reliable than his "steady" big brother, at least people would not command blindly.
"What the hell does old Tylen think, give me these two brothers..."Allen, who was silently complaining, was already completely hopeless about the two brothers, looked around, and he stepped forward with his eyes on the target, ready to ask for directions.
"Hello, how do I get to McCad Street?"
"What did you say?"
The man who was asked for directions by Alan was an elderly man who was leaning on the open-air counter (like a pork stall) and looking at Alan with sleepy eyes.
The street was deserted, with few pedestrians except for the merchants, and he seemed to have just taken a nap, so he didn't seem to hear clearly.
Alan asked again.
"McCadder, you mean the old drunkard down west, what are you looking for him?"
"It's not McCad, it's McCad Street!"
"McAdjay, no, no, no, I don't know this person, O, maybe I have a bad memory and I forgot it, let me think about it, or you can ask someone else. β
The old man seemed to be a little deaf and still couldn't hear clearly, but his hand slumped on the counter moved slightly.
So Alan realized, took out a silver coin and shook it in front of his eyes.
"Go straight down this street and turn right and go straight and turn right again, thank you for your patronage. β
The silver coin came into view, and the old man was shocked, his ears were not deaf, his eyes were not blind, and he seemed to be in his early fifties when he spoke neatly, and quickly pointed out a way for Allen.
Alan thanked him, threw the silver coin at him, turned around and prepared to leave here, but the old man didn't seem to let go of Allen's plan to let go of the wronged man, and hurriedly greeted him: "Alas, that kid from the Chrisch family, you wait!"
"How does he know who I am?" Alan was a little stunned, he couldn't help but turn to look, and found that the old man was now running out from behind the counter.
Andrew and his party had already followed at this time, so Alan was not afraid of any bad behavior of the old man in front of him, and the old man seemed to just want to make a deal at this time, and had no other thoughts.
"Reef City is a good place, everyone can be seen there, when I was young, I also slept with a chick from the Red Mountain Continent, that taste, tsk. β
The old man stepped forward with a lewd look and looked very improper, which seemed to resonate with Andre who came over, he laughed and was about to interject, but Andrew stepped on the surface of his foot.
Alan glanced at the two brothers, didn't pay much attention to it, and looked directly at the old man in front of him who seemed to be reminiscing about something.
He finally began to take a closer look at the old man's appearance.
With gray brown hair, wrinkled face, slightly cloudy eyes, and a hunched back, he looks no different from a normal old man, but he has extraordinary observational powers!
Yes, the power of observation;
Although Alan felt very inexplicable after being told his origin, he then figured out that it was not his group that was mysteriously seen by his origin, but that he accidentally exposed his heels.
He was still dressed in leather armor and a cloak, similar to the one he had worn when he set out from the bay, but he was not wearing the same outfit as before.
At that time, because he entered Reef City through a secret passage on the sea, Allen's clothes were completely soaked by the sea, and after arriving at Reef City, he changed into a set of clothes by the way, a set of clothes printed with the Clich family crest of Reef City!
Hidden in the cloak, there is a flaming shield emblem on the left side of the neck of the leather armor, which is the family crest of the Chrissy family, and is inconspicuously engraved on the neckline.
was discovered at a glance by the old man in front of him who seemed to have cloudy eyes.
So Allen, who originally planned to replenish supplies here and hire thugs by the way, suddenly had a curiosity at this time.
"Anyway, I can't afford to delay much. β
This thought flashed through his heart, and he looked at the old man who was still talking with interest, interrupted the old man's words bluntly, and asked, "What kind of business do you have?"
It may seem rude to interrupt someone's words, but listening to Allen with a businessman's mind won't be offensive at all, because it means business is on the door!
So the old man was more energetic, his bent waist couldn't help but straighten a lot, coughed dryly, and said: "Information, I have a lot of information to sell, whether it is within the stars or outside the stars, you will be interested!"
Just hearing him say this, Andre, who had been listening with great interest before, suddenly opened his mouth with disdain: "Bresser's news dealers are basically cheated and abducted, who knows if the news you said is true." β
The flow of information within the Stars is not well developed, and ordinary people rarely hear about the situation outside of their place of residence, and even adventurers who frequently go out of the city will only know about the area where they often move, and the farther places are basically ignorant.
That's why the news mongers were born.
What you can't get is the most attractive, and everyone in the Stars is interested in information outside of life, so their business is booming.
But the red-hot information business is full of lies.
Under normal circumstances, no one can actually verify the information they say, so this kind of news traffickers are basically liars, and there are very few who are really reliable.
The general environmental factors in the territory of the stars cause people to be well-informed at all, so there is still some spectrum of near information narrated by this kind of news dealers, but the distant ones are basically made up, after all, it is not so easy to transmit information from a distance, and most information merchants do not have that kind of energy.
The old man in front of him seems to be one of them?
Because there was a time when Alan also did this kind of business, so he still knew a lot about the inside story of information dealers, the old man seemed to be very observant, but he didn't seem to be a powerful information merchant, so he didn't blame Andre for his unkind words, but looked at the old man silently, as if he was scrutinizing him.
In this regard, the old man smiled mysteriously (because of a certain passage before, how did Alan think he laughed very obscenely. οΌ
Then he uttered something shocking:
"Your name is Alan, isn't it? Alan Chrissy! yes, that's the name!"
"The new lord of Bay City?"
"The main thing is that you are rich, and I have heard of your name from far away, otherwise I would not bother to take care of you. β
"They call you a fat sheep, a big fat sheep, well, you have to be careful when dealing with them. β
"What, who do you say they are? This, let me think...."