Chapter Eighty-Four: The Exchange Meeting Begins

St. Cotin's Square, in the depths of the 'Great Silky' silk shop, began as Delia handed the collected note to Grimm.

Green read every note and, after a brief tidying up, tapped the table with his delicate silver watch.

When Yorkham Jones and other participants saw this, they all fell silent.

"The 'Herb Cultivator''s medicine field has recently seen a lot of mutated animals, and he wants to ask two transcendents who are proficient in combat to help deal with it, and the reward is 10 bottles of 'Recovery Potion'. ”

As soon as Green finished, a man in the crowd wearing a leaf mask stood up and added:

"Recovery potions can not only heal physical injuries, but can also be used to restore a small amount of supernatural power. ”

"Plus, if I can find the source, I'll pay him an extraordinary item. ”

When the man in the leaf mask spoke, Sister Alice, the vampire, couldn't help but tilt her head slightly and asked Yorkham Jones:

"Mr. Berserk Priest, what is a 'herb cultivator'?"

"I don't know, I don't know much about transcendent professions other than belief in gods."

"However, judging by the remuneration and the name of the profession he gave, it should be a 'medicine master' class similar to the mother earth belief. ”

No sooner had Yorkham Jones finished answering than someone stood up and asked:

"Mr. 'Herb Cultivator', what is the combat power of your mutated animal, and what is the use of the 'transcendent prop' you are willing to pay?"

The man in the leaf mask known as the 'herb cultivator' replied in a soft voice:

"Each one is about the same as the fighting power of wild tigers, there are more than a dozen of them, but they are still increasing recently... The transcendent item is called the 'Ring of Recovery', and it works the same as a Recovery Potion, but can be used about 200 times. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the people at the meeting immediately began to make an uproar, until Mr. Green, who was presiding over the meeting, rang the table again, and the crowd fell silent again.

"Mr. Berserk Priest, is this 'Recovery Ring' good?" asked Sister Alice, the vampire, immediately curiously.

"In the otherworld, both healing and manufacturing are very scarce. ”

When he replied, Yorkham Jones also glanced at his sister and muttered in his heart:

"The appearance of mutated creatures is either environmental alienation or invasion by supernatural powers... She should report it to the church, maybe send a beginner like me to the trial..."

After thinking about it, Yorkham Jones got up and said:

"Mr. Herb Trainer, instead of being so troublesome, why don't you go directly to the Church of Light, they should be more than willing to help you deal with it for free. ”

"For some reason, I don't want the official body to get involved. ”

The 'herb trainer' replied, then raised his voice a little and asked again:

"On top of that, I can make three potions for free for the person I commissioned. ”

It seems that he is in a hurry...

But he was reluctant to let the church go, knowing that his profession was probably a believer in the 'God of Falsehood'...

Shaking his head and muttering a few words inwardly, Yorkham Jones sat down.

At this time, the first person to ask the question had just finished communicating with his two companions, and he stood up again and said:

"Mr. Herb Trainer, your commission has been taken over by our 'Thorns' team, but you must pay for half of the healing potions in advance and help us concoct some spare exorcism potions. ”

"Yes, this is witnessed by Mr. Green. ”

With a few clicks, the 'herb trainer' wrote down the transaction address on a slip of paper and handed it to Liya.

"For every trade, I charge one-twentieth of the trading profit. ”

The corners of Green's mouth moved slightly, and he picked up four more note:

"An old-fashioned M75 pistol, with mechanical kinetic energy at its core, which can contain the extraordinary power of the death attribute, 300 Walls, and a silver dagger that has been blessed with the Witcher's Blessing, has an attack bonus to chaos, darkness, and necromantic creatures, and can be used about 100 times, 450 Walls..."

After the four items were quoted one after another, they were quickly bought by the transcendents present.

Green suddenly quieted down, he looked at the note in his hand and sighed 'It's a pity', Fang said:

"The 'Dream Maker' dream remnants, which have been completely destroyed and do not have any bonuses, but can cut the wearer's luck, 600 wales. ”

As soon as the words fell, Alice turned her head to the line mask man who was selling things before, and after two glances, Alice turned to Yorkham Jones and asked:

"Mr. Berserk Priest... Didn't you just sell for 150 wales? Why is it now 600 wales?"

"The name of the 'dreamer' is more than 600 wales. Yorkham Jones replied in a low voice.

"Only side effects... Who's going to buy it...", Alice immediately muttered.

"If you're trying to murder someone close to you, it's a good treasure, just hide it in a gift you can take with you..."

Yorkham Jones didn't say anything directly, and halfway through, he looked at Alice and laughed a few times.

At this moment, a man with a human face mask stood up:

"I want it. ”

At the same time, all the transcendents in the party looked towards him, and those who were close to him deliberately changed positions.

A few simple items were traded, such as a deep sleep function ankh like 'Primary Divine Transformation', a hypnotic ordinary rao glasses, or some kind of harder defense, etc.

As Green picked up the note again, he smiled at first, and then whispered:

"There are people who seek supernatural tools or supernatural knowledge about chaos, darkness, bloodthirstiness, madness, mystery, nobility. ”

As soon as Green finished reading, the vampire sister Alice stood up:

"The price is not a problem, as long as you have it, I can buy it. ”

Listening to this tone of 'Lao Tzu has money', Yorkham Jones couldn't help muttering in his heart:

"It's really a rich woman, maybe it's not bad to be her teacher, it just so happens that she is a novice, and when the time comes, I charge indiscriminately, such as adding more than ten times, she shouldn't complain. ”

As Yorkham Jones pondered, a tall woman with scantily dressed clothes and a height of nearly 190cm stood up, her voice very seductive, as if biting your ear with a bullet fruit:

"I have a transcendent item that leans towards 'madness', its world attribute is chaos, which is very much in line with your description, 3500 Wales..."

As soon as Alice was thinking, 'Buy!' Jokham Jones patted her arm and whispered:

"Ask what type of 'madness' is. ”

"I can accept the price, but I don't know what type of 'madness' is there?"

Alice asked softly, and when she spoke, she looked exactly like Yorkham Jones, with her head held high, as if to declare that she was really rich.

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