January 2, 1027 of the New Calendar.
There was an atmosphere of celebration in the shops of Pulmouth, and Aaron attended several grand festive parades.
But after night, the wandering travelers will find that the prosperity and wealth of this city have nothing to do with them.
They tried their best, but still couldn't get a foothold in Pulmouth.
He could only wander around, enduring the contempt and expulsion of the patrolmen, and using torn newspapers under bridges to resist the severe cold.
Of course Aaron didn't have to be a homeless man, but he still felt a little confused looking at the huge city taking advantage of the night.
'It is said that Pulmouth is home to young people with dreams from all over the UK. It is known as the dream of a metropolis, but there are very few who can actually successfully realize their dreams...'
'Most of them have shed their hard work, sweat, and even blood and tears in this city, and left sadly after getting old or seriously ill, or even died here directly...'
He glanced at the scavenger passing by and felt that he looked to be in his thirties, but his eyes were dull, as if he had lost all hope.
Aaron sighed and walked towards a bar that glowed warmly.
On the bar sign, the name 'Hunter Bar' is written.
'The nightlife that belongs to extraordinary people has just begun...'
He entered the bar. Since Inves also had a holiday during the New Year, there were quite a lot of customers inside.
There were a bunch of drunks lying on the ground, all of them drunk, but no one paid attention to them now.
Aaron noticed that there was a row of wanted posters posted on one wall of the bar.
"Suke Hood, fraudster, reward 20 pounds, 1 pound for anyone who provides valid clues!"
"Murphy Dewke, murderer, reward is 50 pounds, valid clues are 2 pounds!"
"'Savage' Buffier, with an ominous surname, seriously injured someone, and the reward is 15 pounds..."
Under the wanted notices, some have the seal of the Pulmouth City Police Department, commonly known as 'Momora Field', while others do not. Instead, there is a line of small words, 'If you are interested, please contact Mr. So-and-so.'
Sometimes, the subject issuing the task will become a rich man's housekeeper, or a detective agency.
Aaron knew that this was because Pulmouth's population was growing too fast and there were too few police officers, which led to the proliferation of various crimes without effective solutions, so he had to look for supplements from private forces.
From this, many detective agencies, security companies, and bounty hunter professions were born.
"Yesterday, 'Mad' Carl broke into the Blood Snake Gang's casino and pulled out 'Six-Fingered' Sosuolo. He is really a madman. Aren't he afraid of retaliation?"
"How can you be a bounty hunter without going crazy?"
"But it's not good to be too crazy. I haven't seen 'Giant' Lamy for a long time. He may have been cut into pieces and thrown into the Dosom River."
The River Dotsom is the largest river flowing through Pulmouth and flows directly into the Dark Sea.
There are many docks on both sides of the river.
Of course...it is also regarded by gangsters as a good place to kill people and dump their bodies.
"Give me a glass of lemonade."
Aaron came to the bar, letting these sounds penetrate his ears, and thought thoughtfully: "Being a bounty hunter is still very dangerous... Once you encounter extraordinary criminals, eight out of ten will be sent to you, and the other two may have already been killed."
Being exposed to mystery may lead to exposure to mystery... Well, this should be a career that suits me."
Whether it is his own level of essence or his divination ability, Aaron can complete the task at an astonishing speed and become rich.
"But...my majestic Count Greenson, the 'immortal' who is feared by the Bureau of Investigation, a rich man with 8,000 pounds in cash, wants to be a mercenary or bounty hunter? He must be crazy!"
Aaron complained in his mind and took a sip of lemonade.
After waiting for a moment, he stood up and walked to the bathroom.
The bathroom in the bar is very large, with rows of independent toilets.
Aaron counted and entered the seventh bathroom door. When he saw the stained toilet in front of him, he frowned: "I really don't know how to find a place."
He did not take off his belt, but took out a silver-white half-face mask from the 'meat-eater's bag' and pressed it on his face.
Then, Aaron turned around and looked at the back of the bathroom door. There was a mysterious symbol with a semicircle in a triangle and a line running through it.
In the knowledge of the spiritual world, it has the meaning of 'space', 'teleportation', 'opening the door', etc.
It just looks like this symbol is a little crooked, like a child's graffiti.
His expression remained unchanged, and he clicked on the tip of the triangle, the middle of the semicircle, and the end of the line.
The next moment, as Aaron opened the door again, what appeared in front of him was no longer the original men's restroom, but a huge hall!
The hall is surrounded by curtains, making it difficult for people to know where they are. There is a lantern hung on the wall at regular intervals, giving off a warm brilliance.
There are various doors on the walls, and from time to time, extraordinary people wearing cloaks or showing their faces openly will walk out of the doors, nodding to each other, or showing friendly smiles.
"Happy New Year! New here?"
A small man walked by next to him, and a smile appeared on his mouth under the black iron mask: "Welcome to the Black Queen District!"
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'This secret gathering doesn't look simple...'
The information here was naturally obtained from Cornelius.
According to what the other party said, as long as you complete the previous actions at a fixed location, you can enter this place through the 'door' and conduct transactions with other mysterious people.
'This is the Black Queen District, but the Black Queen District is more than just here... In fact, all the mysterious gatherings and areas where extraordinary people hide in Pulmouth are collectively called the 'Black Queen District'. Ordinary people can even be seen here.
Most of them are occult enthusiasts and folklorists.'
The method of opening the 'door' does not require infusion of spirituality, which virtually broadens the scope of customers and makes it possible for ordinary people to enter.
'I have to say that the owner here is very caring and very powerful...perhaps there is some tacit understanding with the General Bureau of Investigation?'
Aaron's eyes instantly turned pure white, and his palms unconsciously moved across the walls of the hall.
'A magical item that is at least inhumane...is essentially a palace? This is the first time I have seen such a big monster!'
'The main function is 'teleportation'. No more than 20 'teleportation points' can be set up within a maximum block area to transfer people who meet the conditions in or out... It is indeed very suitable to be used as a base for secret transactions.
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Chapter completed!