Swamp Lord: I have an intelligence system

July 8, 8775 of the Glorious Era,

The morning mist enveloped the entire city of Loran, and the air was slightly chilly.

Lear, wearing a black cloak that covered his face and only revealed his eyes, slowly stepped into the most dangerous area of ​​the Ninth District.

Black market.

Whether it is some big figures in the underground world or the noble lords who are high above, there will be things that are not allowed to see the light and need to be dealt with secretly.

Because of the strength of Loran City, the black market in the Ninth District is famous even in the entire northern province.

No matter what goods come here, they can be easily sold.

The black market opens every three days.

Every time it attracts a large number of sellers and buyers, and even speculators who come from thousands of miles away.

The craziest thing is that the place that can generate huge wealth transactions is hidden in the poorest slums.

This has to be said to be a great irony.

Perhaps, slums are qualified to exist because of this?

The black market is built in the ruins of an old building, and there are few intact buildings.

Once the black market is closed, this place will be a ghost town with no one.

But now people are coming and going, and there is a sea of ​​heads everywhere.

More than half of them are like Lear, hiding their faces in various ways.

There are all kinds of stalls on both sides of the road.

But there are very few people shouting, and they all silently wait in front of the stalls, waiting for buyers to ask for prices.

Lear turned his head and looked at the stalls, which were full of dazzling things.

Unknown minerals, broken teeth of beasts, sharp swords, potions emitting magic fluctuations, half-elf slaves tied with chains, and even he saw 20 sets of high-level full-body armor engraved with the emblem of the Griffin Empire Royal Legion on a stall!

This thing can be sold openly?

At this moment, Lear directly saw the wildness of the black market.

But he didn't waste any more time and began to look for his target.

‘On the morning of July 8, when the sun just rises, it will be sold at the 23rd stall at the entrance of the black market.’

This is the 17th stall.

Lear thought in his mind and came to the 23rd stall.

In front of him, an old man with a broken right arm and gray hair sat on a small stool, with colorful ores in front of him.

Is this a tomb robber?

Lear could not see any traces, and it was difficult to connect these ores with tomb robbery.

Who would bury ores in a grave for no reason?

Well, except for the dwarves.

But there is only this one entrance to the entire black market.

He silently bent down and began to search for the crystal ball.

The old man with a broken arm saw Lear's action, just glanced at him, did not speak, and still carefully rubbed the inky black ore in his hand.

Lear was also happy to be quiet, but the stall was so small, there were only thirty or forty ores, and it would not take long to look through them, and there was no trace of the crystal ball at all.

He looked at the old man and was about to speak. At this moment, a warm sun pierced through the mist in the sky.

It lit up the entire city of Loran.

An orange-red sun appeared in sight.

The sun rose!

At the same time, three men in ragged clothes, carrying large leather bags and smelling of mud came to Li Er's side.

The dull-faced and thin man in the middle had a seven-color bamboo dragonfly inserted diagonally on his backpack. The crooked appearance was quite childish.

In this gray black market, it looked very strange.

The three of them didn't say anything. They looked at the empty space on the side and directly stretched out a yellow dirty cloth and spread it on the ground.

He opened the backpack behind him and began to take out items clumsily.

The man carrying the seven-color bamboo dragonfly slowly took out a yellow crystal ball from his backpack.

Li Er's pupils shrank sharply.

Turning his head, he saw that this group of people had inserted themselves in front of the ore stall and became the 23rd stall!

He took a deep breath, suppressed his inner emotions, moved his steps, and said softly.

"Everyone, can you take a look at these things?"

The three of them immediately looked up at Lear, and only a pair of dark eyes could be seen under the cloak.

The dull-looking man put the crystal ball slightly aside and said in a muffled voice.

"Of course, but if you are not going to buy it, please take it lightly. This thing is a bit old."

Looking at some items with the soil still not dry, Lear nodded.

"That's natural."

Even the standard armor of the Royal Legion of the Griffin Empire is sold. Things dug out from the tomb are not rare.

From inside to outside, one by one, he checked it. After ten minutes, he slowly held the crystal ball.

It was the size of a fist, with the coldness of a rock.

The surface was covered with scratches and traces that were difficult to clean after being buried underground for a long time.

His eyes were a little subtle.

Who would have thought that such an inconspicuous thing would hide a godhood that was enough to drive the world crazy? !

After carefully studying it for a moment, he casually put it down.

He checked other objects.

The three of them didn't care. This thing was for sale.

If you like it, everything will be fine.

However, it was obvious that this guy just happened to come across it and took a look. They didn't have much hope of selling it. It would be nice to have someone to gather people's attention.

After almost going through all the objects on the stall, Lear tentatively picked up an ivory bowl.

"What price are you willing to pay for this one?"

The thin and dull man said in a low voice.

"10 gold coins, no bargaining."

Lear held up the second piece.

"Then this ivory cup."

"Twelve gold coins are the same price."

After asking seven or eight questions, he pointed lightly.

"This crystal ball?"

"10 gold coins"

When the price was spoken, Lear's eyes were fixed.

After asking about the prices of several more items, he hesitated and chose seven. Finally, he reluctantly put back four items, leaving three items.

"Guys, I buy three pieces at one time, can I get some discount?"

When the dull man saw Lear really looking like he was buying, his face became a little more lively and no longer looked like a dead tree.

Even the one-armed old man selling ore turned his head and took a look.

"We sacrificed our lives to get these. The price is always the same, but if you buy it sincerely, I will give you 28 gold coins for these three pieces!"

Lear's eyes moved slightly and he said seriously.

"How about 20 silver coins? Make a friend."

The man's expression changed when he looked at Lear. This guy was not bargaining for a price, he was here to behead someone.

"Impossible, this is an absolutely impossible price we risk our lives to get."

He had to do a good job in acting, and after a lot of intensive bargaining, Lear finally bought three ancient things that had just been dug out of the tomb for 20 gold coins.

The yellow crystal ball is among them.

Both parties are very satisfied with the transaction

Only the old man selling the ore had some regret in his eyes. He had known that this was someone who had been taken advantage of, so he had introduced him. Who knew this guy was so easy to deceive?

Lear put away a few items, and suddenly saw the unique colorful bamboo dragonfly on the opponent's backpack out of the corner of his eye.

After hesitating for a moment, he said slowly.

"Your Excellency, can this bamboo dragonfly bear the pain of parting with you?"

The man was stunned for a moment, then silently took off the bamboo dragonfly, with a slight smile on his face.

"My daughter gave this to me this morning. If you like it, I will give it to you."

daughter?

Lear was silent.

In this world of cannibalism, no one has an unspeakable situation behind them.

“Thank you for your generosity”

Holding the childlike colorful bamboo dragonfly in his hand, Lear slowly walked out of the black market, his face calm, but his mood was turbulent.

Swamp Godhead - the most core thing of the gods!

The most precious treasure in the world is in his hands at this moment!

This is enough to drive anyone crazy!

The corners of the mouth under the hood were slightly raised, and then gradually widened until they were crazy! !

In just two days, he already had Wang Zha!