Monster Synthesis Master

The 　　　　 small inn’s house is extremely soundproof. When passing through the corridor, one can even hear the high-pitched and contrived tweaking sound of a woman in the room separated by a door.

　　 The quarrel in the corridor, the artificial stimulation of the woman, and the low roar of the man when the phase is rushing.

　　 Link can only say...

　　 mess!

　　 is really messy!

　　 The entire corridor is more like a symphony of life, through the wooden door to hear the joys and sorrows inside.

　　 Link walked to Room 505, which was written on the room card.

　　 There is a nail missing from the room number plate, which hangs on the door crookedly.

　　 Link reached out his hand and dialed with his index finger, and the house number was spinning frantically around the nail.

　　嗐, a room with a crooked door number!

　　 Link opened the door with the key, and a strong smell of mildew came from inside.

　　 covered his nose and walked into the room, immediately opened the shabby curtains and opened the windows to let the room ventilate.

　　The sand sculptures hovered in the sky, and saw the window open, one dived down on the edge of the window and got into the room.

　　 Afu closed the door, hung the backpack on the hanger, and sat down on the bed.

　　 The treasure hunter also jumped from Link's shoulder to the bed, and the small body was bounced in the next second.

　　 Link stood by the window playing sculpting, his eyes drifting away, thinking about the next action plan.

　　 "Boss, do we have any plans next, do we plan to live here forever?" Fu asked.

　　 There was still a belief in Shadu before, but now that he has arrived at Shadu, Ah Fu suddenly felt that he had no goals and beliefs.

　　 Link turned his head and gave Ah Fu a meaningful look: "Sleep well now, and I have a task to assign to you at night."

　　 "There is a task? Boss, please talk about it first!"

　　 "I'm afraid to tell you now, you will be scared, and I will tell you later in the evening."

　　 "How could it be possible! For the sake of the boss, I won't blink my brows when I go up to the knife, and I don't even dare to blink!"

　　 Afu got up, full of righteousness, with determination on his face.

　　 At night, when the sun sets, the neon lights and various light sources of light pollution in the slums begin to light up, and the whole city suddenly has a cyberpunk taste.

　　 "Boss, am I really not going to die? I was suddenly so scared..." Ah Fu was pushed out the door by Link, crying.

　　 Link patted Ah Fu on the shoulder and said in a good manner: "Don't worry, you can sell the chip normally, and the price will be as I told you. I will protect you in the dark."

　　 Afu's eyes were begging: "But boss, I'm not talking about selling chips. I want to say, can you not let me run army ants..."

　　 As for Ah Fu's request, the sensible Link naturally rejected it.

　　 "The place I'm taking you now is the underground black market. Most of the prohibited items in Shadu are traded here. As long as you have money, you can buy almost anything."

　　 "After you go later, just follow what I told you before. The store will definitely accept this price. Don't look back after you get the money. Come back right away, you know?"

　　 Afu nodded repeatedly, and kept reviewing what the boss had told him before.

　　 The slums at night are still crowded. After a day’s work, everyone takes to the streets at night to enjoy a moment of happiness.

The lights on both sides of the main road illuminate the street brightly. There are pedestrians and hawkers on the roadside. The streets and alleys are full of neon lights. There are exposed companionship girls soliciting customers. There are also the upper body of the shabby building windows. The business woman, not ashamed of her lack of clothes, lit a cigarette and kept scratching her head at the passing crowd below.

　　 It's just that this kind of scene only exists on the main road, and there are all kinds of things that are not visible in the small intestines where the light can't shine.

　　 Even when Link and Ah Fu were leaving, no fewer than four or five gunshots were heard.

　　 Afu was nervous, and the fat trembled with fear when he heard the gunshots.

　　 Looking at the boss and passers-by, there is no change in the expression on his face, and he is not moved at all.

　　 Afu couldn't help asking: "Boss, why are you all unmoved when you hear the gunshots. You are like this, and the passers-by on the street are the same."

　　 Link thought for a while and said, "Will you put down your work and go out to watch because someone was whiped in the slave camp?"

　　 Ah Fu flicked the fat on his face and shook his head to indicate that he would not.

　　 "Then why don't you go?"

　　 "Because slaves get whips every day, what's so good about this." Afu took it for granted.

　　 "Then do you understand why everyone is not surprised by the gunfire?"

　　 Afu nodded with enlightenment, seeming to understand the psychology of these passers-by.

　　 But in the next second Ah Fu mentioned it in his heart, a little panicked.

　　 If there are more gun battles, isn't the chance of yourself being killed a bit higher?

　　 "Boss, if we stay here in the slum, will we also be in danger of being shot?"

　　 Link glanced at Ah Fu and said meaningfully: "I don't want to be shot, I have two ways."

　　 Ah Fu's eyes lit up, thinking that he is still the boss, he has already thought out two plans in minutes, and he looks like he is waiting for explanation.

　　 "One, kill all the bad guys, so that no one will raise a gun at you. The second is to become them, to be the most powerful person, so that they dare not point the gun at you."

　　嘚, this is the same as not saying.

　　 Ah Fu suddenly looked like a deflated ball.

　　 But in Link's heart, this is not a joke, he has already made his own choice.

　　In just a few words, Link and Ah Fu have already reached the depths of the slum.

　　 They are going out tonight to ship goods.

　　 From the ancient ruins of the desert to the Weeping Valley, Link found many things from mercenaries and mechanical fanatics.

　　 Firearms, bullets, medical supplies, these consumables Link does not plan to sell, nor can they sell at a price.

　　 But the basic chips of the Mechanical God Cult are very popular in the underground black market.

　　 If this thing is all five, it can bring a lot of money to Link.

　　 By the way, he can also earn a little extra money to facilitate his next plan.

　　 "Boss, are you coming soon?" Ah Fu was nervous at first, but now he hasn't reached the place after walking for a long time, and he has no bottom in his heart.

　　 "Don't worry, it will be here soon."

　　 After walking through the busy street, Link saw a dilapidated sign on the side of the road that said "Shadow Alley".

Arrived.

　　 Link led Ah Fu into the Black Alley.

　　 The trash cans in the alley are full of rubbish. There is sewage dripping on the ground along the edges, and there are buzzing and annoying flies on it.

　　 The alley was dark and without lights, Ah Fu was a little scared and followed Link timidly.

　　 The picture is a bit weird, Link is small and thin, and walks smoothly and steadily; Ah Fu is tall and timid, and walks behind him.

　　 Shadow Alley is the entrance to the underground black market of Shadu.

　　 The outside part of the alley was empty, and no noise was heard.

　　 But as you turn, your vision suddenly opens up.

　　 There is a small square in the gap between the residential buildings. By the wall, there are homeless people leaning against the wall, smoking cigarette butts from the ground in a disheveled manner.

　　 Link intently walked towards a vending machine with neon lights flashing.

　　 Ah Fu still looked curiously left and right, and met the hazy eyes of the tramp, and immediately retracted in fright.

　　 These people all look hairy.

　　 "Boss, are you going to buy a drink? I have purified water in my bag..."

　　 Link took out the 10 yuan coin that had been exchanged in advance from his pocket and threw it in the vending machine's lunch box lying next to it.

　　 The coin fell into the metal lunch box, and it made a trill sound.

　　 The tramp didn't say a word, and reached out and knocked on the blue brick wall beside him.

　　 After two seconds, the vending machine opened a door, one with moxican and tattoos all over his body. Looking at Link and Ah Fu, they frowned slightly in their linen clothes.

　　 Linke noodles did not change the color, and said calmly: "Ship."

　　喽喽 took a look at the left and right, stretched out his hand to greet the two to come in.

　　 walked into the dark corridor, followed by deafening music and laser beams.

　　 "Follow closely, don't get lost," Link said, approaching Ah Fu.

　　 The green, purple, red, and blue laser lights flickered frantically, outlining the graceful exposed figure on the dance floor.

Although it was extremely dark, Ah Fu still saw a lot of blushing and heart-pounding pictures. The woman on the high platform in the center of the dance floor was covered with slap-big cloth on the key parts of her body. In Ah Fu's view, these fabrics added up to make treasure hunters. Not enough clothes.

　　 What's more life-threatening is that with the dance, as long as the amplitude is slightly larger, the key parts will be exposed.

　　 With the dim laser, it is looming, with a different kind of stimulation.

　　 Who can stand this!

　　 Ah Fu, a simple little fat man from the desert countryside, when he saw this kind of picture, quickly lowered his head to follow Link, his cheeks flushed, and his mouth thirsty.

　　喽啰 took the two to a secret door, and then opened the door to signal the two to enter.

　　 Link still has no expression on his face, while Ah Fu enters the village like a hillbilly, feeling curious everywhere.

boom!

　　 With the secret door closed, the noisy and deafening music finally disappeared, and the images that made people burst into blood also disappeared.

　　 Afu sighed, and the fascinating test was finally over.

　　 "Well, this is the underground black market."

　　 Link put his hands on his chest, UU read www.uukanshu.com and then watch Afu perform.

　　 If you are lucky, you should be able to make a small profit today.

　　 Ah Fu looked at the long downstairs in front of him with a dazed expression.

　　 The picture in front of him is somewhat different from the underground black market he imagined...

　　 "Boss, this is the underground black market? Why is there no one?"

"It hasn't reached a place with people yet. This is the subway operation line of Shadu, and the underground refuge. After the humans returned to the ground, it was abandoned here, and was later transformed into an underground black market by entrenched forces. There are large quantities of goods every night. Trading was born here."

　　 "There are two rules for sand. One is the rule during the day, and the other is the rule at night."

　　 Link spread his arms and gestured to the abandoned subway line in front of him.

　　 "This is the birthplace of the night rule, the underground black market."

　　 Link looked back at Ah Fu and said, "Now you can change your clothes. Do you remember the steps I told you before?"

Ah Fu repeatedly nodded and repeated: "Keep a distance of 20 meters from the boss. The boss stopped and looked for a small stall named'Dave Watch Shop', and then took out the primary chip for ten thousand one. During the period, the other party did not answer any questions, and took the money and left."

　　 Link snapped his fingers: "Yes, change your clothes and start work!"

　　 Afu handed the backpack to the boss, and then took off the linen shirt, revealing a fitted white shirt, straight black trousers, and shiny black shoes.

　　 "Put on the sunglasses too."

　　 Ah Fu took out the sunglasses, put them on the bridge of his nose, put on the black vest, fastened the buttons, and instantly turned into a business person.

　　 Touched the primary chip in his jacket pocket, Ah Fu took a deep breath...