Aaron was a little envious at first, but now he had no thoughts at all.
'If there is no sealing of negative effects, or special measures to deal with it, then the castle owner would be too miserable, right? He might be buried deep underground at any time? Or thrown into the sky? Or even thrown into walls, tree branches, or even steel plants
In the furnace?'
'Well, the owner of the castle must have very strong survivability!'
He walked out of the passage and came to the castle hall.
Huge glass crystal lamps hang down, blooming with colorful brilliance.
On the wall of the hall, there is a wanted notice similar to the one in the Hunter Bar.
"Are these... wanted criminals in the hidden world?"
"It doesn't look any different from the ones in the Hunter's Bar."
Aaron looked around and saw a portrait of a prisoner.
His forehead bones are high, and his eyes seem to contain extremely ferocious malice. There is a description below:
''Victor Carlo''! A suspected inhuman being, the creator of the Hughes Bank massacre, with extremely cruel methods... The reward is 15,000 pounds! 100 pounds for clues. Interested parties can contact the owner of the castle, or directly
Report it to the police.'
'15,000 pounds, is this the price of a person suspected of being the Fourth Plasma?'
Aaron ignored Victor and looked at the wanted posters below.
‘‘Magician’ Copperfield, the level of the original substance is ominous, it is judged that the fourth original substance has not been opened, and the method is strange... The reward is 5,500 pounds!’
"As expected...the bounty for extraordinary people is still high."
Aaron sighed and looked into the hall. Many extraordinary people had already arrived.
There is a long table in front of them each, with various spiritual materials, spells, firearms...
Some tables are filled with books and ancient parchments.
In the other corner, it was arranged like a salon, and a dozen extraordinary people were gathering together to chat.
With a quick glance, Aaron confirmed that there were more than two hundred Extraordinary people in the hall.
'This scale can only be compared when I downloaded the copy of my tomb. Of course, the number of people is about the same, but the quality is much inferior... Maybe there are one or two non-human beings mixed in, but not many...'
He casually came to a wooden table selling books and glanced briefly.
Books of various textures are placed on the mahogany table, including bark volumes.
"Are you interested? This is an indigenous witchcraft from South Indonesia... It is said that it has extremely strange power in the hands of those tribal wizards, and it once caused a lot of casualties to our army..."
The stall owner was a witch with black teeth, smoking a slender pipe with a mysterious smile on her face.
Aaron glanced at the bark scroll and found that the top was written in another strange language.
And he didn’t recognize this kind of writing!
"This is voodoo, the local language of South Indonesia... If you can't understand it, I can give you a dictionary. It is a relic of a navigator who died in an indigenous war..."
The black-toothed witch introduced: "As for the bark, a secret ritual is introduced. You need to dig out your eyes and reinstall them after a series of rituals. Then, it can see more, allowing your eyes to see more."
Inspiration is higher...it's called 'Spirit Vision'!"
"Sorry, I'm not interested."
Aaron waved his hand.
In the mysterious world, being able to see more is sometimes not a good thing. For example, in the small town of Yanan, you might die directly.
And if he activates the spiritual discernment ability of the 'caster', his inspiration will only be clearer than that of ordinary extraordinary people!
"You are very young..."
The black-toothed witch did not give up. The slender pipe in her hand pointed to a pink bookcase with an ambiguous cover pattern that gave people unlimited imagination: "Then this book "The Pleasure of Pursuit of Secrets" must be very suitable for you... Although it belongs to
'Red', but as long as you learn a little bit of the above formulas and magic, you can easily gain the favor of the opposite sex and stay strong forever!"
"Sounds quite tempting."
Aaron smiled slightly, turned around and left.
Most of the secret transmissions in the mysterious world have pitfalls, and if this book was as effective as the witch said and had little trouble, I am afraid it would have been sold out long ago, and it would not be his turn.
"Isn't it said that time travelers will definitely be able to pick up missing items in the market?"
After visiting a few stalls, Aaron couldn't help but start complaining in his heart.
Originally, he wanted to rely on his spiritual discernment ability to see if he could catch the leak.
This is not to make money, just for fun.
However... he found that all the items were marked by their owners with prices consistent with their status, and some were slightly higher.
After all, Extraordinaries are not stupid. Even if it is a rare item they don't recognize, they will only put a high price on it!
'It's not that you can't pick it up, it's just that you have to pick it up...for example, those few spiritually polluted materials...with my purification ability, you can earn money if you take them.'
'But buying too much can still cause trouble.'
Aaron touched his mask.
Well, he is not only wearing a silver-white mask at this time, but also wearing that human skin.
'Well...it's actually nothing. Well, the land where Pulmouth is located has also been protected by the Green Forest since ancient times, so I also have the power to collect taxes.'
Thinking of this, he turned around and walked towards another long table booth in the hall.
The stall owners here are two girls, one has long fiery red hair, wears a tight leather jacket, has a hot figure, and has a pair of watery eyes with indescribable charm.
Another lady was slightly shorter, wearing a loose black robe, revealing a delicate face, with a strand of golden hair curled up playfully on her forehead.
'Both of them don't care about showing their faces. Either they are powerful, or they have enough background to protect them...'
Aaron came to the table of the two ladies and scanned the large amount of ore, spiritual biological tissue, and various spiritual relics on it.
"Sir, our prices here are definitely the lowest in the market. My name is Lily, and this is my sister Jessetta."
Lily, who had long fiery red hair, saw a guest staying and immediately spoke enthusiastically.
'Different hair colors, maybe from the same father or mother, or maybe it's just a lie?'
A thought flashed through Aaron's mind, but he didn't care so much. He divided some contaminated materials that he liked into a pile. It was time to replenish his dirty bullets.
At the same time, he did not forget to mix in some normal materials, so as not to keep buying contaminated materials and others would notice the problem.
"Well, that's it. How much is it?"
When Aaron stopped his hand, he saw that the faces of the two sisters opposite could not hide their joy, as if they had caught a fat sheep.
"Total..." The blond curly-haired Jessetta counted on her fingers: "Nine hundred..."
"Nine hundred and ninety gold pounds, I even got a discount for you, sir." Lily gave him a wink.
"OK!"
Aaron didn't counter-offer and just paid. This kind of generous move made Lily's eyes brighter.
