The streets at night are a different story than the rush of the day, and even for the more conservative, it can be said to be psychedelic. This is certainly not because it sells grilled fish, in fact, it sells almost everything that can be grilled. Food vendors are on the outermost side of the street and look like they're trying to persuade people who are about to enter the dark bazaar to come and enjoy their last meal before sunrise, as it could also be your last meal. And perhaps for this reason, compared to the ethnic and colorful stalls during the day, most of the food stalls in the evening are simple, but the materials are the opposite.

Cats, dogs, snakes, insects, eagles, frogs, apes, animals and plants that do not often appear on the recipe have all been plucked out of their feathers and hung on bamboo poles and wooden poles, waiting for diners to move their fingers to be put into the pot by the boss. In addition to this, anyone who knows a thing or two about pharmacy can discern the smell of a large number of hallucinogenic or addictive substances from the scents wafting from the stalls, and everyone who sits there and eats is so happy that they want to swallow their tongue, lips, fingers, and utensils into their stomachs. This frenzy for eating is reminiscent of sharks and ghouls, the problem is, sharks and ghouls don't do it voluntarily, they just can't defy their instincts.

"Most of these people who eat too much are not wary of the night market, or blindly believe that their anti-poison ability is enough to resist the hallucinogenic substances in their food. But either way, when they did it the second time, they were already slaves to gluttony. Or, survive or die of excessive toxin ingestion, which is still a better outcome. Or, they have spent all the money they have before they die from the first two causes of death, so they have to look for various ways to make money, and most of these people will have to pay back in the same way in order to pay a lot of debt. Lady Theresa explained in a low voice as she passed by.

"Wouldn't it?" Atta felt a little uneasy. As sensitive as she was, she had already seen in the faces of those diners the pleasure that shouldn't be caused by eating, and to be honest, she hadn't seen similar tricks on her travels. It's just that the people who do this kind of business are often very obscure, and it's a bit strange to open it on the outskirts of the market with such fanfare, even if it's a rushing stream, it's too much.

"Actually, it's not that exaggerated, some of the people who are addicted to it are not affected by drugs, but simply because they can eat things that can't be eaten anywhere else. In addition, types such as lizardmen, whose staple food is different from most races, will also look for food that suits their tastes. However, the problem of drug addiction is real, and although the dosage is not large, the stores here will more or less use similar tactics to increase their customer base. There are also groups that deliberately blackmail customers on the grounds that they cherish ingredients. There are not many bankrupts here, but there are many of them. The feathered guard explained calmly.

Hearing that her exaggerated words were exposed, Lady Teresa was not excited, but just looked at Atta with a smile. It is true that exaggerating the harm of an event will make people feel unconvinced and try it, but when someone tells you that the harm of the event is not so exaggerated, but it does exist, it becomes much more believable. Anyway, her purpose was only to warn them not to delay here, language is just a word to achieve the result, as long as the final goal is achieved, it doesn't matter whether it's lying or exaggerating. It's her style, and it's not the city's style.

"But you mentioned that those who indulge in appetite will eventually pay it back in the same way, right? What's going on? Are they forced to work here?" said Kailas, who seemed to have become accustomed to the way the white cat spoke, understood that true exaggeration was not unfounded fiction, and that in the habit of Lady Teresa, what she said might change in the process, but the results of what she said were most likely to happen.

"Literally, my warrior. Do you think that the ingredients hanging here are all there is? This is the capital of the streams, my dear, as long as you have enough money here, there is nothing you can't eat, and nothing you can't eat. The words were languid, but they were like an ice pick stabbing into the spine from behind. The meaning behind these words is not difficult to understand.

"It's really, depraved. Jian Qi's words became the conclusion of this conversation, at least no one opened his mouth to refute his point of view. Money is supposed to be to construct the value of things, and if the cart is turned upside down so that the value of things is measured purely by money, it may indeed be a kind of depravity. It's just a question of value, and it's not clear whether it's a person's opinion, depravity or progress.

There is also another problem that is also unclear, people always use themselves as a measure of everything, and they often only see what they see in front of their eyes, but they do not realize that they are just what others are seeing. For example, as soon as this team of eight cat goblins and three humans entered the confines of the night market, eyes on the eaves had already spotted them. As they descended deeper into the streets, the eyes began to relay the message to the brains behind them that the night might not end so peacefully.

Of course, for the cheese people, this side of the night that the rush shows has long had nothing to do with calm. Walking past the vendors, the goods sold were transformed from food, salt, sugar, spices, furs and silks, and even many shops selling weapons openly. There are no legal restrictions on goods, and merchants can cover almost everything. After saying hello to his companions, Kenqi walked to a shop selling ironware, picked up a few weapons at random and looked at them, the reason why he was interested in this was because he saw a sword in the same shape as Qingfu and Feiyan in this pile of weapons, this kind of double-edged thin sword is rarely circulated outside of his hometown because it requires a lot of practice to be used in actual combat. And after a few glances, he understood that the swords sold here were only in the form of nothing.

Most of the things sold here are like this, and although Atta's eyes fell on the storefronts with amusement, none of them actively wanted to come closer. This is the opposite of her previous performance in the Dwarven Tapestry Shop, and shows that although the area sells a wide variety of goods, the quality can only be described as mediocre, and it is only interesting to these knowledgeable travelers. However, most of the people stayed in this area, and the further the group walked, the fewer people followed them, and when they reached a certain depth, the stalls and pedestrians in front of them became sparse again.

"Are we at the end of this?" Jian Qi looked at the prosperity behind him and the depression in front of him, and asked naturally.

"For most people, it's really the end, and what they want, they're going to buy everywhere we just walked. "But for you, the front is where the real interest is, and where I, as a guide, really want to show you." ”