Reincarnation Paradise - Chapter 854
Clang.
The blade’s aura sliced through the air. Sweat dripped from Su Xiao’s chin as he wore a heavy black vest that weighed at least 900 pounds.
Wearing this thing while practising swordsmanship consumed a significant amount of physical energy. However, Su Xiao planned to increase their weight during practice shortly despite its minimal impact on improving swordsmanship; increasing the weight served to hone his willpower.
Su Xiao removed the metal vest, which clanged loudly as it hit the ground. He felt a sense of relief all over his body.
“Drip, drip, drip…”
The communicator in the room started beeping. Su Xiao checked it; it was a message from Yan Chen.
“The buyer is set. Meet at Locke Street.”
“Okay.”
After ending the call, Su Xiao casually put on some casual clothes. As he was about to leave the exclusive room, he noticed Bu Bu Wang lying on the already discarded bed.
Su Xiao had transferred 2460 amusement park points to Bu Bu Wang. With just 10,000 amusement park points left, he gave the remainder to Bu Bu Wang as pocket money.
“Pocket money, and hey, get a new bed.”
Bu Bu Wang, with sleepy eyes, made a slight whimper while twitching its front paws.
“It’s time to lose some weight; you can barely move.”
“Whim~”
Bu Bu Wang replied, looking a bit disheartened, as if saying, “I’m upset. I’ve already planned 20 strategies to wreck the place.”
Ignoring Bu Bu Wang’s antics, Su Xiao left the exclusive room and headed towards Locke Street.
Locke Street, the so-called “black market” of the amusement park, was a place where goods were no longer legitimate. Items sold here were mostly peculiar and priced relatively cheaply.
They said cheap goods are no good, but good items could be bought inexpensively on Locke Street. However, these items were often dangerous, sometimes being signature gear of certain large adventuring groups or objects that caused strife between hundreds of contractors, leading to their “mysterious” disappearance.
The common trait among these items was that they could cause trouble, even invite fatal danger.
A faction within the amusement park, the Travelers controlled Locke Street. The rights to use and rent all shops on Locke Street were in the hands of the Travelers’ members.
Hence, it became a gathering place for eccentric and neurotic individuals. Most working staff didn’t come here, as the contractors wandering around emitted terrifying auras. It was unknown if any small matter could suddenly trigger their rage.
Su Xiao didn’t frequent Locke Street much. After all, he had killed members of the Travelers, and he held grudges against Left-Handed Man and Gulugulu, two Travelers members.
Yan Chen chose Locke Street as the meeting point, this time according to that mage’s suggestion. It was said that this mage had dealings with the Travelers and even moved his exclusive room near Locke Street.
Walking into Locke Street, the structure was straightforward: a street flanked by various shops with bizarre names like “Old Stories House” (an intelligence organization), “Incinerate Store” (hiring powerful contractors for assassinations), and “The Ear” (an intelligence relay station).
There weren’t many contractors on the street, but each passing contractor emitted a strong aura, behaving strangely.
“Here.”
Yan Chen stood in the middle of Locke Street, near a restaurant, one of the few regular establishments on Locke Street.
Su Xiao approached, and Yan Chen gestured to sit down. They ordered a few items and sat facing each other at a round table.
“Where’s the man?”
Su Xiao lifted a glass of watermelon juice and gulped it down. The high-intensity sword practice had drained a lot of fluid from his body. The icy watermelon juice refreshed him immensely.
“We’ll have to wait a bit. The guy’s name is Solomon. He hates waiting despite us being the sellers. He’s one of the few buyers, so we must endure this for the amusement park points. You okay with that?”
Yan Chen seemed to have a headache when mentioning Solomon.
“That dark mage, right?”
Su Xiao suddenly spoke.
“How did you know? Have you met him?”
Yan Chen was quite surprised.
“Not really. He’s here.”
Su Xiao sensed a bunch of darkness approaching. It was gloomy and oppressive as if it had swallowed the surrounding light.
A man wearing a black pointed hat and a black robe, with most of his face covered, leaving only his eyes visible, pushed open the restaurant door and entered.
The man’s eyes were pitch black. There was no distinction between the whites of his eyes and pupils; they were just black. As he entered, the surfaces of all glass items began to frost, forming water droplets.
“Manager, the air conditioning is too cold.”
A customer shouted out from the side while the manager leaned on the counter, eyes downcast.
“Even if this were a volcano, the temperature would remain the same. Looking for excitement, newbie.”
The manager exhaled a breath of cold air and shook his head.
“Alright.”
Solomon adjusted his collar slightly and stepped into the restaurant. Meanwhile, a few customers got up and left.
Su Xiao observed Solomon. He didn’t feel any human aura from him; instead, it seemed like he was merged with darkness. This wasn’t a kind of bloodline or skill; it was the overwhelming dark energy within him.
Solomon glanced around the restaurant. When his gaze landed on Yan Chen, he walked over. As he approached Su Xiao and Yan Chen, about ten meters away, he stopped, his pure black eyes fixated on Su Xiao.
“Natural enemy.”
A completely black venomous snake wriggled out inside Solomon’s collar as he spoke. The snake had a triangular head, fine and dense scales, and was silently hissing. It was a mutated black mamba.
After a brief pause, Solomon stood up and approached, sitting directly opposite Su Xiao, slightly closer to Yan Chen.
“Here.”
Solomon was concise, speaking at most five words.
“As a middleman for both of you, Solomon, this price seems a bit low.”
Yan Chen could earn a commission from this transaction, so there was no need for Su Xiao to negotiate.
“Tight budget.”
After uttering those four words, Solomon remained silent, no matter what Yan Chen said.
After raising the price for five minutes, Yan Chen’s chest heaved slightly, not because Solomon had moved like a statue and remained silent throughout.
“You mentioned before… a natural enemy, right?”
Su Xiao spoke, and Solomon’s demeanour showed a slight change.
“35,000. Not selling. Forget it, natural enemy.”
Solomon seemed to want to leave. He didn’t want to stay too long and had referred to Su Xiao as a natural enemy throughout.
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