The free trading market is the only one in Yuncheng that does not focus on online transactions, but mainly face-to-face transactions with stalls.
The publicity on the surface is that it advocates simple and nostalgic classical fashion and enhances cordial communication between buyers and sellers.
In fact, veterans who have been in the professional circle for a long time, or newbies who like to read books or go to forums, all know that this is actually a black market!
Products purchased online are notarized by the will of the blue spirit. Basically, there will be no situation where the product cannot be used because the product name is not worthy of the name.
In face-to-face offline transactions, if there is no request, Blue Spirit Will will not come for notarization.
This free trading market uses special rules to cover the situation, and the identification function of the panel will also be limited. It relies more on personal touch, eyesight, and vision to select products.
But correspondingly, the items that fall into this market are cheaper than similar items.
There are those with extraordinary eyesight who miss the jackpot, and there are also those who gamble heavily and lose their entire fortune. In a sense, this place is no different from a casino.
Luochen rarely comes to this kind of place. He doesn't like gambling. He prefers a stable and practical way of transforming combat power.
This time, the reason why he came here was because he didn't expect that Mr. Rafam would actually open a store here.
Passing through the door that looks like water waves and stepping into the free market, noisy and noisy sounds ring in your ears. The vast internal space is divided into large streets one after another.
Hundreds of commercial streets full of shops, a hundred meters wide, come together, and at the end is a huge white jade square.
In the square, countless stalls are arranged in an orderly manner and are bustling with people.
Luo Chen appeared here, so it felt particularly noisy.
Nearly half of the people coming and going were wearing masks of various colors, their body shapes had been slightly adjusted, and their voices made it clear that they were not original.
The rest are just all kinds of strange inhuman creatures, a purple-haired snake girl with three heads and six arms, a creeping blue slime, etc.
Either they are Blue Spirit citizens disguised with special props, or they are alien followers conquered by professionals.
Blue Spirit Will indeed avoids internal friction between professionals to a great extent, but Blue Spirit Will is not a true god, it just has a certain thinking ability.
If you are willing to spend money, it is not impossible to hunt down professionals. The most common way is to kill with a borrowed knife.
Of course, if discovered, the consequences would be extremely serious.
Therefore, if the benefits are not extremely high, ordinary professionals will not use this method.
But the problem is, who here is not here to get rich overnight? Therefore, here, the trend of pretense is extremely prevalent.
Looking around, Luo Chen reached out and touched his face, which was a hard black wooden mask that looked like a god of death:
"Well, it's really quite inconspicuous..."
Luochen stretched his body, confirmed the direction, and walked towards the commercial street numbered 69.
In front of the stalls nearby, stall owners were shouting loudly using various props:
"Fragments of divine weapons produced on the battlefields of high-end worlds. Divine objects are obscured. It all depends on fate. You can choose three pieces for three yuan or three pieces for ten yuan!"
Not only magic weapons, armors and other rare items, there are also many people selling all kinds of professional knowledge whose authenticity is unknown.
They were all super exaggerated propaganda slogans, so exaggerated that they gave Luochen a strong sense of déjà vu.
Of course, these are not the most exaggerated. The most bizarre stall Luochen has ever encountered sells worlds, and it is...
"The harem series world is a harem civilization created by professional civilization shapers. As long as you buy it, you will be the master of the harem and the king of the world...
Witch World, Cute Girl World, Women's Clothing Mountain World, Rizai World, etc., you can find them all with high quality and low price, so hurry up if you want to buy!"
"..." Luo Chen didn't know what expression to show, "Can such a thing be sold in the free market?"
The world of the harem series sounds really exciting.
Luochen hesitated for a moment, then walked to the stall and asked.
Well, he is just a qualified war lord with an instinctive interest in the world. If he can infect every world into a war territory, his power in the war domain can also be greatly increased.
Yes, that's it. He is definitely not greedy for enjoyment, longing for a harem or anything like that.
A few minutes later, Luo Chen walked out like a sage with an expressionless face, whispering: "It turned out to be some floating world, really disappointing..."
The floating world is just a world in name, but in fact it is just a bubble of void without even a trace of origin.
Most of them are illusory worlds born due to the will of living beings or the thoughts of the true God.
In the true sense of the word, it is difficult for an illusion to exist for more than a hundred thousand years. The creatures in it cannot escape from the world without special opportunities.
For Luochen, this kind of product is not even as good as some adult games on Lanling Virtual Network. Although the latter is not as psychologically smooth and comfortable as the former, the latter is... cheap!
"I knew there wouldn't be such a good thing." Luochen sighed, no longer paying attention to the vendors in the square, and headed straight for the address provided by Teacher Rafam.
A small shop with unique decoration taste, similar to an ultra-high-density yellow sand aggregate, forged at extremely high temperatures, into a seamless house.
The signboard is painted with a golden scepter flashing with a little electric light, and the four words above the scepter slowly emerge in the thunder and lightning.
"The Phantom Thief Shop?" Luo Chen read it softly, and then stepped into it.
Rafaam, who transformed into a dragon, recognized Luo Chen at a glance. After all, he had taught Luo Chen for almost two years.
Although, he didn't know at the time that Luochen would eventually set his sights on his collection...
"Oh, life is unfortunate."
Of course, he just had to think about it. Whether it was to take advantage of the favor of the hot spot in the college entrance examination, or to befriend Luo Chen, he would still be willing to collect one or two treasures.
It’s just that my heart is bleeding...
Rafam sent away the last customer in the shop except Luochen, and turned to look at Luochen: "Come with me. According to your request, I happen to have a collection that you can use."
"The things are in the back room."
After saying that, Rafaam took out the staff from his cuff that was exactly the same as the one on the shop sign, and tapped it towards a certain stone slab.
The wall melted instantly, and Rafaam strode into it. The deep black passage lit up with a warm glow similar to the sun.
Luo Chen followed him and asked calmly: "Teacher, why do you want to put your collection in the free market?"
"Safety?" Luo Chen was a little confused. He never thought that this would be the reason. In the environment under the supervision of Lan Ling's will, would there still be people who are short-sighted and dare to rob it?
"It's not the kind of robbery you think." Rafaam said mysteriously, "This is private money, and of course it's not hidden at home."
"Private money..." Luo Chen complained a little helplessly, "Aren't you the eldest in the family?"
Rafaam had a complicated look on his face: "Those robbers don't know how to be strong, but they always ask me to exchange and sell to them in the name of relatives and friends..."
"Well, just like you!"
"..." Luo Chen's face froze, he laughed a few words, and stopped talking.
No matter how strong you are, as long as you are not alone, you are still a person living in this society, and you will eventually have various fetters.
He can understand, but this does not mean that he will return the same way.
Rafaam rolled his eyes at him and muttered: "You are a heartless pretty boy who knows how to trick the teacher..."
After walking like this for more than ten minutes, the narrow sunny tunnel suddenly opened up, and a huge underground room appeared.
On the jade platform, which was as warm and moist as mutton-fat white jade, there were mysterious creations one after another, which made Luo Chen feel a little dazzled.
The unicorn of the Demon Abyss Dragon King, the poor god stone of the Red Flame Immortality Realm, the godhead of the sixth-level god of faith, the sealed weapon race larvae...
His first reaction was: "Teacher, it turns out you haven't bragged before!"
"Of course I'm not bragging!" Rafaem glared, "Although I was not a genius back then, I was still among the first batch of geniuses. I still need to lie to a little brat like you."
As he spoke, Rafaam took a small conch filled with a strong aura of holy light from a certain jade platform, and threw it to Luo Chen with a proud tone:
"Holy Light Conch, the god-demonic world's Chaos Sea, the overlord-level creature of the seventh ocean, the fallen conch shell contains extremely pure and easily absorbed power of Holy Light.
There should be no problem in helping your Heart of Kingdom of God to be promoted to Epic. As for Myth, you have to work hard on your own."
"Yes, thank you very much, teacher." Luo Chen quickly took the Holy Light Conch, but his eyes were looking straight in a certain direction.
A sincere smile appeared on Luochen's face, and he rubbed his little hands together in excitement:
"Teacher, look, can you give me that thing in exchange? You can tell me whatever you want."
"More?!" Rafaam glared at him, and then looked in the direction he pointed at, a piece of turquoise dragon scale floating on the stone platform.
"Do you want this?" The anger on Rafaam's face disappeared instantly, revealing a trace of weirdness, and he read again, "Do you really want this?"
Luo Chen looked serious: "Is there something wrong with this dragon scale?"
A smile appeared on Rafaam's face: "The scales of the Emerald Dragon contain the incomplete laws of the Emerald Dream."
"Yeah." Luo Chen showed a hint of excitement on his face.
The emerald dragon, the god of nature, and the scales of the emerald dragon, two items that fit so well gave him a bold idea!
"There is no problem with the dragon scale itself." Rafaam said meaningfully, "The problem is that the owner of the dragon scale is still alive...
Moreover, the way to obtain this dragon scale is not legal, so you understand?"
Still alive?
Luochen's scalp went numb instantly. He was not sure which era of professional Rafaam was, but he knew that Rafaam was so steadfast in his belief that the other party was still alive.
There is only one possibility, the owner of this dragon scale: at least the Immortal True God?!
The subtext of the three meaningful words "you know" is: there is a mark left by the immortal god on this scale, or... a curse?
Teacher, will your body fall into the hands of this true god?
"Then, do you still want it?" Rafaam said calmly.
"Farewell!" Luo Chen turned around and left without hesitation.