"It turns out that this guy's bloated figure is not a disguise, but really a physical change caused by deformation?"
Su Lun looked at the dazzling words "semi-deformed human" appearing on the head of the cloak stall owner and felt a little incredible.
Distortion is distortion, is there another term for "semi-distortion"?
What is the current state of this stall owner? Is he a human being or a monster?
This again involves Su Lun’s knowledge blind spot.
But thinking about it, if you have reason, you should be considered a human being.
He didn't think much and turned his attention to the potion on the stall.
The stuff is good and the price is really cheap.
If Su Lun had money in his pocket at this moment, he would definitely buy these potions. The packaging is so simple that it is impossible to sell them, but it is also excellent to keep for yourself.
Unfortunately, he has no money.
.......
Su Lun did not intend to give up this opportunity to "pick up leaks". When he saw the crowd at the stall dispersing, he walked over and said directly: "I plan to take all of your potions, but I didn't bring enough."
Cash. Can you leave other contact information so that I can contact you after I find the money? Of course, everything will follow the rules of the black market."
There is nothing wrong with this.
People in the black market are very vigilant, and most of them will not leave their own contact information, but they can leave an intermediary. For example, some pubs and hotels have special messaging services for guests. The two parties agree on a secret code and pick it up themselves without meeting.
The transaction can be completed safely and discreetly.
Since he had no money at the moment, he wanted to chat with the stall owner's contact information first, and then find a way to hook up with him.
The potion is still secondary, no matter how expensive the price difference is, it is only four pills.
If these potions were refined by the stall owner himself, then there would be a continuous supply of goods. This would be the real "picking up big leaks" rather than a one-time sale.
The gangs still have some channels for selling pirated or illegal drugs, and Su Lun will be able to find a way to turn the drugs into cash. As long as there is enough supply, it is not impossible to get rich in a short time.
The stall owner in black cloak was overjoyed at first when he heard that someone wanted to buy his medicine.
But after listening to Su Lun's words, he immediately shook his head and said, "No, I just want cash."
"..."
Listening to his tone, Su Lun seemed to be in urgent need of money.
But when I thought about it, I suddenly realized that such a good medicine was sold at such a low price, so I must be in urgent need of money.
This also made him more curious about this guy's identity. The pharmacists who could refine this kind of medicine were all the elites of the upper class in the inner city. They didn't dare to show their faces. They were probably wanted criminals or something.
After fooling around for nearly a minute, Su Lun racked his brains and came up with several plans, but the stall owner insisted on making the transaction in cash now.
He knew that if he continued to speak, it would appear that he had some evil intentions, so he could only retreat and said: "That's such a pity... If you change your mind, you can leave a message at the 'Three Guns Tavern' on Green Street at any time. The code is
'Pigeon'. I will contact you as soon as I get the news..."
"this..."
Hearing this, the stall owner seemed to hesitate.
Obviously, he also knew that it would not be easy to sell his medicine, and he finally found an interested buyer, and he didn't want to give up just like that.
Just when he was hesitating whether to agree, he suddenly seemed to see something in the crowd, and a flash of panic flashed in his eyes: "I'm sorry, sir, I have something urgent to do and I have to leave first..."
With that said, without waiting for any reaction from Su Lun, he put away several potions on the stall and hurriedly blended into the crowd.
.......
Su Lun had noticed before that the stall owner's eyes were wandering, as if he was afraid of being recognized.
Seeing him leave suddenly, he was slightly stunned.
From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the crowd in the black market and wondered who the stall owner had seen so panicked.
Huh... It seems that I have met those two men in trench coats before?
Su Lun didn't look too much. He narrowed his eyes and blended into the crowd.
His own identity cannot be seen in the light, and it will be useless to stay for a long time.
But just from this brief exchange, Su Lun also guessed that the stall owner was young, quite polite, had a good tutor, was in urgent need of money, had a deformed body, and had considerable attainments in pharmacy...
Su Lun thought about it in his mind and came up with a rough guess about the origin of the stall owner. Maybe he came from a certain family of doctors in the inner circle?
Even though he was gone, he had done everything he needed to do and he didn't worry about it anymore.
Looking at the bustling black market in front of him, Su Lun sighed helplessly: "I hope he will contact me..."
.......
After coming here several times before, Su Lun had roughly figured out what each shop in the black market sold.
He didn't waste time in the shops with smart bosses. He wandered all the way and slowly reached the makeshift shack area at the bottom of the black market.
Today's black market is probably due to the appearance of relics and treasures. There are many rich and hidden bosses here. Therefore, there are many speculators.
Some of them are even big chambers of commerce from the inner city, and they have changed their signature outfits.
Businessmen pursue profit, but they don’t care whether there is a black market or not.
After all, although the outer city is poor, its population is dozens of times that of the inner city, and the low-end market also has very considerable profits.
Those low-end goods, second-hand goods, and defective goods that cannot be sold in the inner city are top-notch and sought-after goods in the outer city.
For example, high-end textiles, obsolete steam equipment, mechanical prosthetics...
Su Lun passed by the stalls with a large number of mechanical prostheses piled up and took a look. Those military mechanical prostheses that had been eliminated from the inner city were indeed good. Although they were old, the removable parts were definitely high-quality accessories from the gang's mechanical modification shop.
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These military machinery are all "contraband" and will be destroyed centrally in the inner city and will not be scattered around. I don't know where the speculators got the supplies from.
However, scrap mechanical equipment and prosthetic limbs are not cheap and can easily cost tens of thousands. A mechanic with a good eye may be able to make a profit of 20-30% of the price of the dismantled parts, but buying just a few pieces will require a lot of funds.
Su Lun doesn't have that much money, and Tun Machinery Parts is not suitable.
After walking around a few temporary shops, most of them were like this. If you have money, you can run them. But I tried to pick up the missed opportunity, but I couldn't find it.
Su Lun finally had no choice but to leave the black market.
.......
Although Su Lun had been careful enough, he chose to leave when the crowd left in a big wave.
Unexpectedly, I still ran into trouble.
Seeing that he was alone, the homeless people squatting outside the black market targeted him.
[Death Reaper] Every time you harvest soul fragments, you will almost get a slight increase in spiritual power.
At first, Su Lun didn't think this attribute was very important. Later, as the perception value slowly increased, he realized that this was a more practical life-saving ability than strength or agility.
As your mental strength increases, your crisis perception ability will also increase.
That kind of hostile gaze, like a gleam on the back.
