Sauradies, a scholar, asked Richard the first question: "Richard boy, you must be very idle and bored, that's why you keep adding up these numbers, right?"

"Forehead ......"

"Actually, you can find something interesting to do, really, like meeting a pretty girl or something. Actually, my granddaughter Heidi is good, and if you want, I can let you have a good talk. Well, as long as you can accept those cats she has.

Anyway, I hate cats, and I am extremely disgusted by their evil atmosphere, ugly facial features, cold temperament, and lazy behavior all the time. Hmph, if it weren't for Heidi's coquettishness, I would have kicked all the cats out a long time ago. ”

“......”

The scholar Surrates asked a second question: "By the way, Richard boy, for the number you are talking about, does the so-called Lycrel number really exist? What is the smallest one?"

“196。 ”

"Uh......" After hearing Richard's simple answer, the scholar was silent for a while, and then shook his head and sighed, "It seems...... You're boring enough, alas. There was a "you can't help" expression on his face.

Richard: "......"

Although the scholar Surrates sighed, it did not prevent him from picking up a quill and quickly writing the numbers on the papyrus scrolls. For a moment, Suradians felt that the battle with his old friend Adoodus had not really begun before the victory could be declared.

Writing down the numbers, Suradis took the teacup and drank it down, only then did he notice that the tea was cold, turned his head, and shouted outside the study, "Heidi, make a cup...... Uh, bring in two new cups of tea!"

"Got it, grandpa. The girl Heidi answered outside and did it quickly.

The scholar Suradies sat back in his seat and beckoned Richard to sit down as well, and then finally thought of something serious, and asked Richard, "Richard boy, you came to me this time, and I haven't asked you what the hell is going on." By the way, what are you trying to do?"

......After being a little speechless, Richard spoke up and said politely, "Scholar Suladay, that's right. Earlier, I asked you about the mark on the back of the book "My Autobiography – Moratos".

You tell me that it is the mark of the Black Spirit Empire, which means that the book has been handed down from the era of the Black Spirit Empire. If I want to get more related books, research, and markup-related things, I can go to the auction.

After that, you gave me an invitation ticket to the auction and I was able to participate in the auction. For that, I would like to express my gratitude.

But...... At the auction, although the books did appear, they were auctioned off at a high price. I'm wondering now, is there a place other than the auction where I can find books handed down from the Black Spirit Empire?"

"Well, what is this......" The scholar Suradis squinted at the words, fell into deep thought, and after a long time, his eyelids were raised, and he muttered, "There is indeed such a place......

"There's such a place in White Rock City. "You are there, you can find whatever you want, whether it is illegal, dirty, sinful, precious, or anything else."

It is full of barbarism and crime, chaos and disorder, but it has its own set of rules. If you really want to get your hands on books about the Black Spirit Empire from outside of the auction, check them out. ”

"Could it be...... Black market?" Richard's eyebrows moved.

"It's kind of a black market. "Of course, more people call it the Great Underground Market." ”

"The Great Underground Market?" Richard raised his eyebrows.

......

Big underground market.

As the name suggests, the underground market is a trading market that is hidden in a building underground. For safety and other reasons, it is not always open and is usually only open every three days.

And every time it opens, it will cause a carnival of many people, whether it is a seller or a buyer.

Sellers with many scarce resources will set up stalls in the underground market, or enter the shops rented out in the market, and try to attract customers to buy.

Buyers are like butterflies smelling nectar, or sharks smelling blood, coming from far and wide to try to buy what they want most at the lowest price. Most of the time, however, it backfires.

Regardless, the underground market is one of the most lively places in White Rock City.

And while it is lively, it is also accompanied by danger.

It is not under the jurisdiction of the Wizards of the White Rock Tower, or the Wizards of the White Rock Tower are in some kind of consideration, and do not want to meddle in this kind of mixed interests and let it develop.

So, in it, everyone can be a hunter or a prey.

With a lot of money, if you don't have the corresponding strength to protect yourself, it is very likely that you will be looted in minutes, and you will lose your life.

If you are strong, you can do some unprofitable transactions and make huge profits. But keep your eyes open at all times, and the province will encounter a tiger with strength disguised as a harmless lamb. In that way, not only will you not be able to eat meat, but you will also break your broken teeth and bleed profusely.

In short, the underground market is a place where opportunities and dangers coexist.

"Da Da Da ......"

Richard walked through the underground market, looking at the dense stalls, the shops one by one, the lively crowds, and the malicious bullies in the corners, his eyes flashing slightly. He was a little uncomfortable with the excessive noise, but he remained calm, and walked forward, his eyes scanning the surroundings for something.

Walking a few dozen meters, Richard suddenly heard a familiar voice.

Stopping, Richard turned his head to look at a small poor stall next to him, and saw a dwarf melon-like man, waving a pair of short and thick hands, talking to a man in front of his stall - not Alex, or who was it?

Richard was a little surprised, he really didn't expect Alex to come here.

At this time, Earius obviously did not notice him, and was engrossed and using all his strength to bargain with the customer in front of him. Gripping a bottle of pale golden potion tightly in his hand, he shouted: "

Hell, old man, are you buying sugar water? I'm telling you, this is the potion prepared by the real Potion Master of the White Rock Tower Academy, and if it weren't for his personal student stealing it out at the risk of being killed, there would be no place to buy it.

The effect of this medicine is far beyond your imagination, one sip is infinitely powerful, two sips are infinite, three sips are ...... Well, it's still powerful!...... As long as you drink him, no matter what kind of enemy you encounter, you can smash it down with a fist and it will be solved.

And you think that such a miraculous potion, you can buy it for three inferior crystal coins? impossible!

What, your friend bought it from me with three inferior crystals before? Ha, old man, this is fake, yes, this must be fake! I tell you, my potion is too popular, so in this big market, there are often people who deliberately disguise themselves as me to sell some inferior potions, and your friend must have been deceived.

Let me tell you, this real potion is stronger than those inferior potions, and if you are sold a bottle of five inferior crystal coins, you really won't lose at all!

What? Why am I talking to you so loudly? What's wrong with me talking to you so loudly, this shows that I am telling the truth! What? Why am I not afraid of you? Why am I afraid of you, have you not understood the effect of this mysterious potion?

If you dare to do it to me, I'll pour a bottle of potion down, and I can punch you so much that your mother doesn't even know you. If you pour down two bottles of potion, one punch will directly hit you half to death! Three bottles of potion will blow you to the head with one punch! And if you pour all the potions down, I will punch you out, so that you can't even find a piece of minced meat, believe it or not!

Huh, I'll tell you one last time, five inferior crystal coins in a bottle, if you like to buy it or not, if you don't buy it, get out! Don't stand in the way of the next person to buy, don't you see a lot of people queuing up behind you, uh, it's passing by, misunderstanding, you go well. In short, do you buy it or not?!"

Richard saw that after Alex's "bombardment", the people who wanted to bargain obviously couldn't bear it, so they obediently took out five inferior crystal coins and threw them to Alex, took a bottle of "Spartan Warrior Potion" and left.

After the person who bought the potion left, Richard walked to the vicinity of Alex's stall, and heard Alex muttering in a low voice: "Hell, it scared me to death, I really thought I was going to be robbed just now, so I could only kneel on the ground and beg for mercy." Fortunately, it's a guts softie.

Anyway, this soft egg is still good, a few more, then I'll make a lot of money, and I'm going to let Lady Amanda treat me well tonight, tsk......"

Richard shook his head when he heard this, pretending not to see Alex's existence at all, and the province delayed Alex's great business of making money, and continued to walk towards the front.

I walked all the way to a corner of the market and stopped in front of a shabby-looking shop. Richard looked at the door of the shop, his eyes narrowed slightly, and said to himself, "According to Surrates, this should be the place." Well, it's here. ”