Chapter 854 - 314: Items in the Black Market
Chapter 854: Chapter 314: Items in the Black Market
Liang Yuan remained calm, walking towards the building with Tu Long and a few others.
He became interested in the so-called black market here in Sunshine New City.
Human survival ability is very strong.
Even if the great floods submerge the surface, they will still find various means of survival.
Compared to other species, humans have a significant advantage.
That is wisdom.
Wisdom endows humans with unparalleled creativity.
Even amidst this flood, they can still create some eye-catching things.
The group walked along the plastic platform into the building’s staircase.
A few strong men stood by the staircase as well.
Judging by their Qi and blood and aura, Liang Yuan keenly sensed that these people should be superpower users.
He was slightly surprised in his heart; this small black market could actually have several superpower users as gatekeepers. It seems there are not a few superpower users in Building 87.
The gatekeeper superpower users glanced up and down at Liang Yuan and the others, as if sensing that they were new faces, and couldn’t help but squint their eyes.
One of them suddenly flicked a cigarette butt, which arced and landed right in front of the leading Liang Yuan.
The cigarette butt’s sparks scattered, and Liang Yuan paused, calmly turning to look at the other party.
The man who threw the cigarette butt was in his thirties, with a shaved head and a layer of stubble around his lips, giving him a somewhat fierce demeanor.
He chuckled and asked, "New here? Haven’t seen you guys before."
Liang Yuan’s gaze remained calm as he nodded and said, "Yes, we are new."
"Which building?" The middle-aged man scrutinized them and asked lightly.
Liang Yuan frowned and said, "The person outside already asked."
"Pah, I’m the one asking you." The middle-aged man spat, glaring coldly at Liang Yuan.
Liang Yuan squinted slightly, revealing a cold smile as a bit of his spiritual power seeped out.
In an instant, an invisible pressure emanated from him.
The middle-aged man and those behind him immediately changed their expressions, instinctively pulling out daggers and other weapons.
Tu Long instantly spoke in a deep voice, "What, are you guys running a black inn instead of a black market now?"
The middle-aged man and those behind him looked uncertain.
Then they saw a few more outsiders coming in from outside.
They silently retracted their weapons, and the middle-aged man laughed, "Just asking, go on in."
He waved them in, as if the earlier tension was just an illusion.
Liang Yuan ignored these thugs and headed directly upstairs.
Wang Xiaoya, Chang Yan, and Ni Qi followed, with Tu Long bringing up the rear.
"Brother Wen, these new faces are quite arrogant," a subordinate whispered to the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man sneered, "Go outside and ask Wu the Third, find out which building these people are from and what goods they bring."
"Got it, Brother Wen."
The subordinate hurriedly ran out and soon returned, quickly saying, "Brother Wen, I asked Wu the Third. These people are from Building 21, and they brought instant noodles."
As he spoke, he took out instant noodles from his pocket, saying, "This is from Wu the Third’s cut. These newcomers don’t know the rules and don’t realize the cut is given upstairs."
Brother Wen took the instant noodles, puzzled, "Building 21? I remember the boss of Building 21 is someone called Brother Yu? A master of spiritual power, was that person just now Brother Yu? Doesn’t seem to match."
The others also shook their heads. The flow of people in and out of Sunshine New City isn’t small. They can roughly remember the names of the bosses from other buildings, but their appearance is harder to recall.
After all, these people don’t come every day.
The subordinate said, "Maybe there was an internal conflict in Building 21, and Brother Yu is already gone."
"This guy’s aura isn’t weak; he probably took down the boss of Building 21, so he’s here for the first time."
While they discussed these things, Liang Yuan and his group had already reached the second floor.
It’s called the second floor because of the flood level; in reality, it’s already the twenty-third floor.
Upstairs, more people stopped Liang Yuan and the others.
"What are you here to trade?"
The one blocking Liang Yuan was a young man, about thirty, wearing a baseball cap.
Liang Yuan asked, "Can we take a look around?"
The baseball cap youth smirked, "Sure, but you’ll need to pay the cut first."
Tu Long couldn’t help but say, "A cut? Didn’t you just collect one downstairs when we docked?"
The baseball cap youth couldn’t help but laugh at this.
Seems like another group of clueless newcomers tricked by Wu the Third downstairs.
He said lightly, "I don’t care about downstairs; if you want to trade here, you need to pay the cut first."
Tu Long’s anger flared, this group was really shameless.
Liang Yuan said calmly, "How is the cut calculated?"
"Based on the goods you bring, we take twenty percent."
Liang Yuan took out instant noodles, "Only four packs left."
"Then give one pack," the baseball cap youth said lightly.
Liang Yuan didn’t bother arguing and tossed him a pack.
This surprised the baseball cap youth; he thought they might cause trouble, but they turned out to be quite compliant.
He stepped aside, saying, "This floor is for human trafficking. Every room has various types of beauties. You can play first and trade if satisfied."
"If you want younger ones, go upstairs; they have males and females."
"Above the third floor, there’s food and drink. Above the fourth floor, there’s mutated material and weapon trade."
After finishing, the baseball cap youth sat back on his chair, ignoring Liang Yuan and his group.
Liang Yuan felt a stirring within, the human and food trade he had expected.
But he hadn’t anticipated mutated materials and weapon trade above the fourth floor.
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