In the black market shop, Roemand, who was reading a magazine with a pink face, suddenly looked up, and the color on his face gradually turned back to gold.
"Why do I feel like I suddenly feel a little hairy in my heart, and there is a malicious intent approaching my store?"
The tentacles straightened the bachelor's hat on his round head, and Luoemang laughed dumbly: "There are no creatures in this area that can threaten me. It must be the kid just now that caused a psychological shadow on me. I'm overthinking..."
At this moment, a light curtain door suddenly opened in the store, and a young man with a straight hair walked in.
The moment he saw Luo Emang, Fengshan looked suspicious at first, then as if he remembered something, he pointed at it and exclaimed: "Kill... Koro-sensei!?"
"Koro-sensei?"
Roemand was confused when he heard this title, and explained in a routine: "This customer must have mistakenly recognized the person. I, Roemand, am the owner of this black market shop.
You can call me Store Manager Luo or Boss Luo."
Fengshan looked at it carefully, nodded and said, "Indeed, Koro-sensei is cuter than you."
Roemand: "???"
Why is this guest less pleasant than the last one?
Should I ignore the system rules and kill him directly?
Forget it, peace brings wealth. As a high-level creature, it's not worth getting angry over such a trivial matter.
To calm his emotions, Roemand began to introduce the rules of the store: "Every customer who comes to our store has three transaction opportunities.
Before each transaction, the customer must bring out items that are at least equivalent to the value of the item they want to trade.
Rest assured, no matter how precious the item you want to trade is, as long as it abides by the rules and is an item that can be found in the matrix, our store can satisfy you.
Now……
Let’s make our first transaction.”
It's exactly what Li Zheng said.
Fengshan thought to himself, but there was one thing he failed to understand: "As a store, shouldn't we display the products first? Why do we need customers to display their assets first?"
Li Zheng wanted to ask this question before, but Luo Emang was obviously not in a good mood at the time, so he simply ignored it.
Two tentacles were arranged in a wave shape beside him, and Roemand patiently explained: "There are many products, and the area of our store is too small to accommodate them.
The most important thing is that many self-righteous idiots came here in the past and asked for artifacts. After I took it out, they couldn't afford it.
So in order to prevent this kind of behavior of making fun of our store manager again, we have such an unwritten rule."
"I see."
Fengshan nodded, asked no more questions, raised his hand and released a pile of black iron blood materials like a hill, and asked: "Then please have a look, Manager Luo, can these materials be replaced with bronze-level blood materials?"
"Another one who changes blood materials?"
Luo Emang narrowed his eyes and threw a tablet to Fengshan: "The list of things is here. You can directly conduct transactions on it. The price is one hundred for one."
"Okay, please wait a moment, Manager Luo." Fengshan caught the tablet, took out the material list Li Zheng gave him, and started operating according to the required quantity.
"Sure enough, this guy is acquainted with a player!" Luo Emang looked at the familiar material list, and a light flashed in his eyes.
"I'm done trading."
Fengshan moved very quickly, and the black iron blood disappeared, replaced by a much smaller amount of bronze-level blood.
"Um."
Roemand took inventory of his inventory and found that not much was used in this transaction, which made him feel very comfortable.
It seems that there is still some reflection, and a lot of inventory was left for me this time, saving me the trouble of purchasing goods.
It continued: "The second transaction will proceed below."
Fengshan first collected the bronze-level blood materials, and then released other types of bronze materials. He pointed at them and asked, "I wonder if these things can be traded for the silver-level material 'Valok Eyes'?"
Varok Eyeballs, the main trading target in the black market this time, according to Li Zheng, the larger the number of transactions, the better, and try to satisfy the players of the entire 879 channel.
Luo Emang stretched out a tentacle and reached into the pile of materials to look through it a few times. After estimating the value, he nodded: "It can be exchanged, but the total value of the materials you have here can only be traded up to thirty-five pieces. Do you want to confirm the transaction?"
"Only thirty-five?"
Fengshan frowned. If all the things he just took out were stored in the capsule residence, they would be liquidated. How could he only exchange for thirty-five Varok eyeballs?
This is also too expensive.
"Oh ho ho ho..."
Luo Emang let out a strange laugh and then said: "Do you think it is very expensive? After listening to the following information, you won't think so.
Because the Varok clan was exterminated three hundred years ago, except for the inventory that can be seen in this store, you will never find such a large number of eyeballs elsewhere in the matrix.
You should have heard of the principle that rare things are valuable.
As for those who destroyed the Varok clan...
It’s our store manager!”
"This... annihilates a race?"
Fengshan was shocked. He was actually making a deal with such a cruel guy?
I want to die, I just said so carelessly, as if I have offended it.
What should we do now?
Why don't you kneel down and sing a song of conquest first?
Seeing his nervous look, Luo Emang waved his tentacles nonchalantly and said, "Don't be nervous, that's all in the past. Now the store manager runs the store and everything is done according to the rules. There is no need to worry about personal revenge from the store manager.
"
not nervous?
How could you not be nervous?
What if you are in a bad mood and go out for a walk one day and wipe out all the human players?!
Relax, relax, as long as you don't offend it again, it should be fine.
Fengshan comforted himself in his heart, and his attitude became more respectful unknowingly: "Please wait a moment, I still have some materials that I haven't come up with yet."
"Please, I am most in need of time."
The moment he said this, Roemand wanted to slap himself twice.
After saying this not long ago, the boy almost completely emptied his black iron-level rare blood materials. Now that he said this again, I am afraid that Varok's eyes will be damaged...
The Varok clan has been extinct, unlike other Black Iron-level creatures.
Those things have been emptied, so I can go out for a walk and waste some time to get some goods.
But Valok's eyeballs were sold out, and he didn't even have a way to purchase them!
Sure enough, after Roemand said this, the boy in front of him started throwing things out.
Not long after, the value of the materials used for trading increased more than tenfold.
At this moment, Luo Emang's face turned purple from suppressing the pain. He really wanted to go back three hundred years ago, hold down the person who slaughtered the Valok clan, and give him a hard whip.
At that time, he was also fooled by lard. Hearing others say that the eyes of this tribe had various magical powers, he rushed to kill the entire tribe.
Later I found out that it was all a marketing strategy...
People say this mainly for the purpose of selling, not for acquisition.
When the poor me heard that I had gained something, I ran off and killed all the poorer Valoks. In the end, I had a thousand eyeballs in my hand that no one wanted...
Now, when I don't want to sell in large quantities, a customer who is even more confused than I was three hundred years ago comes and I am about to clear out my inventory of this material.
After nearly a hundred pages of transaction sheets were taken out, a huge mountain of materials piled up around Fengshan, the value of which had increased more than twenty times!
"Manager Luo, if all these things are replaced with Varok eyeballs, how many can be exchanged?"
Luo Emang: "..."
I take back what I said about you being a normal customer!
What are the brain circuits of your current generation of customers?
It’s so crooked!
You have so many single ingredients, do you want to take them back and cook them for barbecue?
