I seem to be an evil god

"Ha ha"

The red-haired stall owner, Emperor Keke, laughed dryly, his voice full of unspeakable panic.

"What are you talking about? I don't understand."

Liu Dao patted him on the shoulder, "Classmate Keke Emperor, I didn't expect you to be a killer here."

Emperor Keke took a step back and said in a panic: "I'm not! You recognized the wrong person!"

"I got the wrong person?"

Liu Dao smiled condescendingly. In the eyes of Emperor Keke, this smile was simply the smile of a devil.

"Hey, this isn't..."

Just as Liu Dao was about to shout Emperor Keke's name loudly, the red-haired stall owner rushed forward and reached out to cover his mouth.

Snapped!

Liu Dao slapped away his attack.

"You still said you weren't. Do you want me to repeat your name again? Immediately..."

"Yes Yes!"

Emperor Keke pulled Liu Dao behind the stall and got into an unoccupied tent.

"How did you recognize me? I have received many classmates here, but they didn't recognize me."

Emperor Keke was furious, while Liu Dao smiled happily.

"Your voice, hair, figure, there are too many flaws..."

"real?"

Emperor Keke was a little confused. He had obviously carefully disguised himself, and even deliberately wore two more sets of clothes to make himself look taller.

"Forget it, why are you looking for me? You don't really want to assassinate me, do you?"

"Nothing, I just want to ask you about the rules of this black market and sell some things by the way."

"Just for this?"

Emperor Keke plucked his ears in disbelief, "Just for such a trivial matter!"

"It's easier to find an acquaintance."

Liu Dao spread his hands and said, "I see that you have been working here for a long time. You must be aware of the rules and taboos."

"Why…"

Emperor Keke sighed, "It's bad luck for me to be discovered by you."

After leaving the tent, Emperor Keke pointed toward the center of the black market.

"Did you see the tall tower in the middle? That's where the Bondarev family holds a black market. If you want to set up a stall, go there and buy a special rune linen. Then go through the formalities, get a code name, and finally sign the contract. A very loose contract will do.”

So troublesome

Liu Dao took a look at the other stalls. Indeed, the stalls displaying the goods were all in the same style, with a circle of runes engraved on the corners.

There is a tent behind every stall here. Liu Dao took a look and found an interesting question.

"They don't seem to care how many people are in the stall here? Is it okay for several people to share a stall?"

Emperor Keke was cleaning up the stalls and putting up signs. Hearing this, he said casually: "A team can share a stall. Some people are unwilling to sign a contract, so just find an ordinary vendor to work together."

"That's it..."

Liu Dao's tone was meaningful, and Emperor Keke suddenly had a bad premonition.

"What do you want to do?"

"It's nothing. I see that your stall is very spacious. There is nothing else except a sign. I will increase your business scope, Senior Kekedi."

"Shh!"

Emperor Keke looked around carefully, "Don't call me Emperor Keke here, call me Shadow Thorn."

"Okay, Senior Shadow Thorn."

Liu Dao smiled, the word "senior" was spoken very hard, and the Emperor's hair stood on end.

He knew in his heart that if he did not agree to Liu Dao's request, he would definitely hear the words "Emperor Keke" again.

"Okay, I'll give you half."

Seeing that Emperor Keke agreed, Liu Dao was not polite and took out the 15 bottles of medicine that he had just used to pay the deposit from his backpack and placed them on the stall.

As soon as the alchemy bottle came into contact with the ground, a purple light lit up on the floor cloth engraved with runes and disappeared into the alchemy bottle.

Liu Dao was confused, and Emperor Keke explained: "This rune has a tracking function and is used to prevent petty theft."

"Tracking function? Wouldn't the identity of the trader be exposed by doing this?"

"Don't worry, there is a special sealer at the door to remove the trace."

"The Bondarev family does not charge a commission for transactions in the black market. The sealer stationed at the door counts as a handling fee."

When selling things, tracking runes will be set, and there will be a special seal master at the door to remove the tracking runes. This way of making money is really...

Liu Dao couldn't laugh or cry, but compared to other black market methods of collecting commissions, this method was more flexible and demonstrated the strong self-confidence of the Bondarev family.

After all, if there is a more skillful seal master, they can cancel the tracking on their own without paying the money. By then, the Bondarev family will not be able to earn a single copper coin.

At this point, Emperor Keke lowered his voice and said: "Actually, you don't have to pay. Anyway, what's really important is the potion. If you go out and change the bottle, it will be useless to track the runes."

As he spoke, Emperor Keke pointed around, "Many people here are doing this, so the fees charged for setting up stalls have been getting higher and higher recently. A rag with runes printed on it actually costs a gold coin, which is really shameful."

Looking at Emperor Keke who looked like he was suffering a loss, Liu Dao smiled helplessly.

His assassin's stall had nothing of value, so he didn't have to pay the seal master. Like other stall owners who played tricks, it was all for nothing.

It is estimated that the Bondarev family raised the rental price of stalls to target these stall owners.

Time passed by and Liu Dao's special potion had been on display for half an hour, but not a single bottle had been sold.

A few people came to ask about the price, but when they heard that the potion with a market price of 10 gold coins was sold for 100, they all left in anger.

Seeing Liu Dao sending away another customer who was very dissatisfied with the price, Emperor Keke hesitated and spoke.

"Gaia, you can't sell it like this. Although there aren't many potion sellers on this black market, there are still people selling it. If you pay 20 or 25 gold coins, you can still sell it. No one will want it for 100 gold coins."

Liu Dao shook his head, "What I sell is not an ordinary warrior potion, it is an improved one."

"You say it's reform and strengthening, but some people have to believe it."

Emperor Keke picked up a bottle and shook it, "Your potion is no different from the normal one. This..."

The meaning of Emperor Keke's words is very clear: Are you a liar?

Liu Dao smiled helplessly. His warrior potion was added with his own mysterious blood, and the effect was so good that it would explode. If the price was not sold at a higher price, he would definitely be suspected of a conspiracy, and then there would be trouble if no one would buy it.

But looking at a bottle of unsold potion, Liu Dao felt numb.

The high price is also a problem. Do you want to listen to Kekedi’s opinion? Count the number of bottles sold first.

In Liu Dao's heart, heaven and man were at war, and Emperor Keke next to him suddenly had an idea.

"Gaia, if your potion is really great, why not go over there and buy alien species and feed a bottle of potion to show the effect."

Liu Dao followed Emperor Keke's hand and looked over. He saw a stall selling high-nosed dogs.

The high-nosed dog is a low-level heterogeneous breed. It is named because of its long and narrow front mouth and high bulging bridge of its nose. Its main feature is that its sense of smell is more sensitive than that of ordinary dogs, and it is often used for scent tracking.

The high-nosed dog has become a controlled product because of its strong sense of smell. The breeding and sales are in the hands of powerful forces and are not allowed to be circulated in the market.

After making up his mind, Liu Dao stood up and walked towards the stall owner.

"Which one here is the weakest? I want it."