"Andre Laven."

Tucker, who was in a hazy state of dream, said with a slightly stiff sentence.

"Andre Laven?"

The fourth-order dream maker was stunned.

"Isn't your name André Lamor?"

"André Lamour is the name I use to disguise myself as a member of Lamour."

"Because then I can get the official status of Saint-Lander."

"Then how did you have such an authentic Lamour accent?"

"I herd sheep in the Black River Valley and in Lamour all year round."

"I know the accent on both sides, and I deliberately used the accent of Lamour in order to disguise myself as a resident of Lamour."

"Then how did you deceive the true eyes of those sheriffs in St. Randers?"

The eyes of the fourth-order dream maker condensed slightly, and he became a little vigilant.

"The eldest cousin of my second uncle's family holds the position of [law enforcement officer] of St. Landers' city defense."

"That day, it was my eldest cousin who interrogated me."

"This ......"

The Fourth-Order Dream Maker couldn't help but be stunned.

During this time, they were tasked with investigating the mysterious blasphemer.

The investigators at the bottom level investigated the information and submitted it back to the above for analysis.

After the above analysis is completed, they will be given these dream makers to come out for dream interrogation.

If you find that you can't invade the dream, you will submit it to the top, and there will be a strong person from above to investigate.

This time, the guy who found this "André Lamour" is still quite promising.

Outcome......

It's a fucking fake.

is obviously a person from the Black River Valley, but he is a person who pretends to be a person from Saint Lander, and directly reaps the benefits of his identity.

It's just the wool of St. Landers.

It was just a matter of picking up the wool of St. Randers, and in the end he deceived them.

"This bastard!" The corners of the fourth-order dream maker's eyes twitched.

"Are you a steam wizard?" The fourth-order dream wizard also directly stopped hiding and began to interrogate in depth.

"I'd love to be a steam wizard, and my eldest cousin told me that as long as I work hard for 500 years, there's still hope of buying a Steam Sequence Core."

"500 years of hard work?"

The second-order young dreammaker on the side almost laughed.

But he was glared at by the fourth-order dream maker and held back.

"Do you know Tucker the Wizard, then?"

"Blasphemer Wizard Tucker? Who doesn't know this, the people of St. Rand know. ”

"Damn! I'm asking if you know Tucker the Wizard, not if you know Tucker the Wizard. ”

"I don't know!"

Tucker's tone and demeanor were very sluggish in response.

It's completely immersed in the state of the other party's dream compilation.。

In many ways, after a detailed inquiry.

The fourth-order dreammaker finally gave up further questioning of the second-order wizard in front of him.

"This guy is a fool who eats and waits for death, and he only has less than a hundred magic gold in his pocket."

"Hmm...... This guy's cousin is a law enforcement officer of Saint Landers, and he is also a fourth-order law enforcement officer, forget it, don't touch this guy's magic gold, it's risky, and it's not worth it. ”

"Fortunately, he has a good cousin, otherwise, in this cannibal St. Lander, this guy's bones would have been shattered."

After some interrogation, the Fourth-Order Dream Maker shook his head.

"If I had a cousin who was so kind to me at the beginning, maybe I would have been able to advance to the fifth rank by now."

With the departure of the two dreammakers.

Emerging from the dream layer, Tucker slowly woke up.

The dream consciousness driven by the fourth-order dreammaker tells Tucker to make Tucker forget what happened in the dream.

But that didn't work for Tucker at all.

Whether it's Tucker's own Red Flame Dragonscale's dream resistance.

Or is it the naturally powerful uniqueness of Tucker's steam sequence.

Or maybe it's Tucker's powerful steam wizard ecosystem.

Even the last four-ring soul rune ring can also cancel out the interference of dream memories from the dreammaker.

The ability to fight against such means as dreams, as a wizard Tucker, has a lot.

"As I become more proficient in the use of Steam, Origin Phase, and Precision Correction."

"As long as I don't actively drive the steam sequence, no one else will be able to discover my steam sequence."

"With the methods of a regular wizard, my strength is not weak either."

"At least, in the Dream Realm of the Home Realm of the Fourth-Order Dream Maker, I can also be perfectly hidden."

When the Fourth-Order Dream Maker probed Tucker, Tucker was also testing his stealth ability.

"I don't know which force these two dreamers are."

"They are clearly not tainted by the dark sun."

"There's no malice, there's more of a simple investigation."

"Hmm...... That fourth-order dreammaker was a little unscrupulous. ”

"I didn't even think of asking for gifts from you or something, and you still want to make a fortune on me."

"If there is no effective means of making money, even if it is a relatively strong middle-level transcendent, it may not be rich."

"There are a lot of extraordinary materials needed for the mid-level transcendental."

"But anyway...... Behind these two Dream Makers there must be some mysterious organization, or members of the Church of the Dark Sun. ”

"At the moment they are investigating, it is inconvenient to move, as long as it is not discovered, it is a victory."

"When I have the chance, I can take my time."

Tucker also knew that it was still necessary to focus on concealment.

If you can, try not to destroy your current identity.

At the same time, Tucker, with his current identity, can fish continuously.

Slowly investigate some of the forces of the Church of the Dark Sun lurking in St. Rand.

While they were probing Tucker, Tucker wasn't probing them in this way.

Wait until you confirm that the two dreamers are gone.

Tucker went out as usual.

In a hidden corner downstairs, Tucker walked through a phase and entered the chamber.

About two hours later.

After Tucker completed the refining of a batch of elite materials in his hand, Tucker quietly walked through.

Tucker then quickly disappeared into the alleyway.

…………

With the launch of the Steam Lighthouse Project in St. Landers, the war came.

Treeheart City is relatively deserted.

But instead of being deserted, the dungeon has become more and more lively.

Inside the Heart of the Tree.

Under the nose of order and law, I want to open the door to do business in a regular way.

You need a clean identity, a complete set of shop formalities, a store that can attract customers, and even a good-looking and articulate waitress.

Occasionally, when you meet some idiots who don't have long eyes, you can slap the other party to wake up, but you have to pretend to be a grandson to make the other party happy, otherwise the other party will go to the commercial law enforcement department on the street to complain.

The light ones are rectified in three to five days, which is painstaking and laborious.

Heavy fines, a month for nothing.

And on the black market!

There aren't so many troubles.

All you need is a rag, a brand.

For those fools.

Love to buy, don't buy and roll, and don't get used to each other's stinky temper at all.

Of course.

There are also quite a few disadvantages.

There's no security in the black market.

Selling goods and losing your life are common things.

Of course.

The dungeon black market also has rules.

Outside the street to set up a stall, thieves, scouts can "touch the stall".

But in the black market, that's not allowed.

Once discovered, it's chopping.

Chop hands on the spot.

And it's chopping hands with a blunt axe.

When an axe goes down, an arm will be shattered.

Then, in front of everyone, he will feed his hands to those bloodthirsty gladiatorial creatures.

Quite a bloody and cruel approach.

But that's the rule of the black market.

Except for those who are really strong, or don't know how to set up stalls outside.

Generally speaking, there are stalls in black market markets.

At least...... There will be no sudden crowd of onlookers, and by the time the people disperse, there is nothing left in the stall.

Star Trail Market.

This is one of the few managed black markets in the underground city of St. Land.

Tucker had been here twice before.

I'm also quite familiar with the rules here.

After paying 5 magic gold.

Tucker, who was in a translucent state, like a dark shadow, got a small stall that was not remote, but there was not much movement of people.

Anchor a dozen pieces of second-order elite materials to the stall with puppet silk threads.

Tucker sat quietly at the back of the stall, quietly waiting.

Tucker, as a refiner himself, must have his own shipping channels.

To open your own store, it is purely to make trouble for yourself.

And the black market.

Without a doubt, it's a great place.

And there are not many rich people here.

In addition to this, there is a high density of information here in the black market.

Werewolves, vampires, transcendents with the polluting power of the Dark Sun, and some wanted criminals are all here.

In this position where light and darkness are intertwined.

It's easier to understand the state of the Church of the Dark Sun's confrontation with St. Rand.

Of course, Tucker came here for a more important purpose.

The transcendent exchange meeting of the "Star Rail Market", which only opens once in every ash cycle, is about to begin.

Tucker is mostly here for this.

(End of chapter)