Chapter 228 Ancient Artifacts Brought Out from Underground
Watching Guy and his daughter leave the city, Ryan also let out a long sigh.
However, everything that can and should be done has been done.
What their final fate will be depends on their own fate.
As Guy said, it's already reached rock bottom, how could it get any worse?
I think since they can come to this "Black Wind Territory" alive, I probably don't need to worry about them.
The little girl is from the "Curse Clan". Her fate is full of misfortunes, but her life is incredibly tenacious.
Thinking back, Guy gave Ryan an increasingly unpredictable feeling. Just like the first time he was in the gambling den, he completely believed that guy was just a gambler.
Now when I think about it, it’s like returning to nature like in Marfa and Cavo.
After experiencing great ups and downs in life, that guy seemed to have realized a very deep realm. The sword intent of "evil cannot defeat good" always made people feel a little unfathomable.
But after all, with a body that had been damaged by the poison and had difficulty walking, it was hard to imagine that he could survive in the wilderness.
Never mind. The antidote has been given to them. I hope they can survive.
Ryan thought so.
The green-haired young city lord and a group of security team members breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Guy and his daughter leave the city.
They stared at Ryan with gloomy faces again. Probably because they were afraid of being contaminated by bad luck, no one paid any attention to this nosy doctor and just turned away.
…
Last night's zombie tide was dangerous, but it did not break into the city, and the casualties among ordinary wasteland hunters were not much different from those of ordinary zombie tides attacking the city.
On the contrary, the powerful and wealthy people in the Mechanical City suffered heavy losses.
The zombie tide is a crisis for safari hunters, but being able to survive also means opportunities, especially a large-scale zombie tide.
Generally, after encountering such a large tide of zombies, the treasures deep in the mud are turned out. This is great news for wasteland hunters.
Now everyone has experience. If you follow the places where there are many traces of human zombies, you can find ancient ruins. If you are lucky, you can become rich overnight.
Moreover, after the S-level zombie tide, it will probably take a long time for the zombie tide to gather again. At least in the past few days, a large area of dozens of kilometers in radius has been classified as a "safe zone" or "treasure snow zone".
Young people have gone out in groups to hunt for treasures, as this is a rare opportunity to make a fortune. The old and young, women and children are still cleaning up the piles of broken bones outside the city, and by the way, cleaning up the magic crystal treasures that have been missed.
Ryan didn't have much demand for hunting wild animals. He had no shortage of money, treasures, or potions and skills.
So, he wandered around the mechanical city alone, planning to find a hotel to rest for a while, and then comprehend the enlightenment that seemed to be grasped.
Except for the breached "Glorious 77" mechanical city, the interiors of other mechanical cities were not seriously damaged.
The vendors were also optimistic. As long as no one died, the shops would remain open. Early in the morning, the shops were open as usual and quite busy. They were people buying supplies and planning to go out hunting.
Ryan found a place to stay called "Moon Hotel".
I talked with Guy last night, and I seemed to have some understanding of "momentum", but I also felt that something was missing.
He knew that this matter could not be rushed, but he also wanted to gather his own "momentum" as soon as possible, so he fell into meditation as soon as he entered the room.
Righteousness?
Ryan felt that this was probably what Mafa and the others were talking about, the unshakable belief in his heart.
But he never positioned himself as a "messenger of justice".
He felt that his purpose in pursuing the extraordinary path was quite simple.
The first is that I want to see the different scenery in this world.
The second is that if you encounter something unfair, it would be good to use your fists to resolve it.
If one punch doesn’t work, then use two .
…
When I woke up from meditation, it was almost evening.
Ryan still failed to grasp that hint of insight and condense his own "momentum".
So I thought about going out for some fresh air.
The Machinery City is still bustling with lights and feasting.
Hunting was something that the lower-class common people had to do, while the nobles only had to guard the mechanical city and collect taxes and they could live a good life.
Ryan wandered around the city and didn't hear any more barbarian gladiatorial events, so he had no interest in visiting any taverns.
I didn’t have time to walk around the city much yesterday, so today I felt like going for a good walk.
The population of Glory City used to be very small. Apart from the five main cities, the rest of the mechanical cities were war mechanical cities prepared for hunting. There were almost no extra buildings in the city except for the war fortresses.
Now it has become a private territory, and the population has increased tenfold. Not only civilians, but also nobles. In order to accommodate more people in the mechanical city, craftsmen are constantly adding various buildings. The houses and castles are getting taller and denser. It won't be long before these mechanical achievements become bloated and slow city fortresses.
In addition to regular shops, there is a hunters' market in West City, where the hunters set up stalls.
If you are lucky, you can find a lot of good things.
The beast tide last night made the wasteland hunters a lot of money, and also harvested a large number of ancient artifacts. Pottery jars, weapons and armor, accessories, magic tools... Those zombies brought out a lot of strange things from underground.
Ryan also came along.
"Come and see, this cat's eye ring from the Southern Jiangsu civilization, which dates back 3,000 years, is only 450,000 lizo..."
"The pottery jar of the Monk civilization only costs 700,000..."
"A mysterious iron sword with runes that has not decayed for thousands of years. Come here if you know anything about it..."
“…”
This wasteland hunter market was a bit like the antique market in Ryan's previous life. There were all kinds of stalls on the ground. There was a piece of cloth spread out, and then filled with a variety of antiques.
Except for a few scavengers, most of them are professional antique dealers.
Wherever there are professional vendors, there are professional counterfeiters.
Before coming, the innkeeper enthusiastically gave this generous nobleman some tips on Taobao. There are many fakes on the stalls of professional vendors, but the stalls of waste hunters are much better.
Ryan had no ability to identify ancient artifacts, nor did he have any interest in collecting ancient artifacts.
So, it doesn’t matter whether it’s true or not, just watch it for fun.
He was just curious about how many ancient civilizations were buried under this land, and what those brilliant civilizations had left for future generations.
No need to buy, the "smart brain" will automatically record the style, pattern, text, shape... of the cultural relics and then organize them into the database.
This was the excitement Ryan wanted to see.
Along the way, he also saw many novel gadgets.
Moreover, because of the tide of corpses last night, many stalls were piled with a large number of newly unearthed cultural relics.
When Ryan took a look, he found that there were a lot of cultural relics of the "Monkr civilization".
It seems that last night's tide of zombies may have brought forth the ancient remains of the Monk civilization.
"Come and see the 'Golden Mask of King Monk', the mask that the Black Emperor once wore..."
"The ancient gold version of Monk's script contains a mysterious treasure map. Don't miss it..."
"Clues to a brand new ruin..."
“…”
The shouts in my ears came one after another.
Ryan didn't take it seriously at first and just listened for fun.
Every vendor in the street stalls here can blow up the junk in their hands into ancient magic weapons, all kinds of high-end items with impressive origins...
But when Ryan walked to a shop, he took a look and found that the vendor was not bragging.
To be exact, that guy guessed it right by accident.
This was a street stall selling gold antiques, bottles, jars, boots, masks, scepters... Ryan couldn't understand any of this.
But there was a piece of gold on the stall, engraved with words.
Because he knew the Monk language, he immediately deciphered the contents of the gold plate.
[Sacrifice to the great 'Thunder Nightmare' Lord Aluret: 300 ox-scaled beasts, 800 winter sheep, 1,000 red-feathered chickens...]
This is a sacrificial ritual, which records the types and quantities of live animals used in a sacrifice to the gods.
This kind of thing usually appears in temples or tombs.
When Ryan looked at this thing, he became really interested. He exclaimed in his heart: "The temple of [Thunder Nightmare] Arulet, who ranks 36th among the '72 Gods'?"
A part of the god's inheritance has been passed down. The "Thunder Breathing" he is learning now is said to be the fragment of the exclusive skills inherited from this sequence.
"Could it be that there is another temple ruin nearby?"
Ryan's eyes turned and he guessed it immediately.
He squatted on the ground, picked up the gold plate and looked at it carefully.
No mainstream archaeologists can translate the "Mongkel script" at all. Not understanding the script means that it is impossible to forge it. This gold piece is obviously real.
If it was newly unearthed, it might have been brought out from a temple.
…
Pure gold products are precious metals, and since they are ancient artifacts, their prices are not low among antiques.
The street vendor saw that Ryan was interested in the gold plate, and smiled and asked, "You really have a good eye. I have already had this gold plate appraised by archaeological experts. The text on it is most likely a treasure map... I tell you, it is fate that we met it today. Without saying anything else, I will take it away for 10 million li!"
“…”
Ryan's eye twitched when he heard the vendor's nonsense. Treasure map?
Which archaeologist did you ask to identify it?
It's clearly just a sacrificial ritual vessel.
Originally he had some interest in the gold flakes, but when he heard the price, he suddenly lost interest.
In the past life, there were few ancient civilizations, so antiques had a high premium. This world is full of ancient civilization relics, and you are asking for such a high price, and you are being taken advantage of.
After weighing it, it was only a few gold coins. Even if the price was increased, it would be around 1.8 million liros.
The vendor keenly caught Ryan's micro-expression that he thought the price was high. Seeing that the business was about to fail, his eyes were also very good, and he immediately said: "Well, forget it! We are opening a business today. If you are sincere, give me 9.5 million and take it!"
“…”
Ryan pursed his lips, still disgusted by the price.
Anyway, he had read the text and had no intention of buying a gold nugget to take up space, so he stood up and prepared to leave.
The merchant quickly grabbed him, with a look of despair on his face, and said, "Give me a price, and we'll be friends. If it's worth it, I'll sell it to you!"
Ryan felt that he had wasted his time looking at it, and he felt a little embarrassed. He shook his head and said, "Forget it... I'm afraid if I give you too low a price, you will think that I am not sincere in buying it."
He was too embarrassed to say that the price this guy called out was too different from what he expected.
The vendor had a look on his face as if he was trying to gain publicity at a loss. He gritted his teeth and said, "Just tell me a price. What if it works out?"
Ryan asked tentatively, "Five hundred thousand?"
Merchant: “Sell!”
Damn, that was so sloppy!
Ryan's face twitched when he heard the cry of decisiveness.
The vendor was also very enthusiastic. He directly wrapped the gold plate with a piece of paper and handed it over. "Thank you for your patronage. Five hundred thousand li."
This thing might be bought by collectors in big cities like Sid and Oma and sold for a good price.
But in the wilderness, the least valuable things are cultural relics, not to mention those that cannot be translated.
There are ancient ruins everywhere west of the Alcolon Mountains, and piles of gold artifacts have been unearthed. Antiques are about to fall back to the price of gold. Now the premium is ten times, so you have to sell them decisively!
“…”
The things were handed to him, and Ryan had no choice but to accept them and pay 500,000 liros.
The vendor took the money, then picked up the golden mask on the stall and said, "I also have the golden mask of the Black Emperor here, do you want to see it? Let me tell you, it was brought by the zombie tide last night. This mask is very weird. When I wore it before, it seemed as if I sank into a dream and saw a magnificent temple. It's likely that this is a set with the golden plate. This is the palace where the treasure map is..."
Ryan heard him playing with great interest and took it in his hand to have a look.
It's obviously just an ordinary golden mask, but you can see a magnificent palace inside.
The vendor said, "Don't leave in such a hurry... I'll sell it to you for a low price, just give me five million! If you don't like it, I also have the golden scepter and boots of the Black Emperor's wife..."
Ryan rolled his eyes at him unhappily.
This time, he didn't even have the interest to bargain, he just stood up and prepared to leave.
At this moment, a soft female voice suddenly came from beside him: "Can you show me your mask?"
Turning around, I saw a beautiful woman. She was accompanied by a handsome young man in silver armor. They looked like mother and son. They were both well-dressed and didn't look like aristocrats. They should be wealthy businessmen or other wealthy people.
Ryan originally had no interest in the two strangers, but when he looked at the beautiful woman's face, he felt it looked slightly familiar, so he stopped for a moment.
But he just took one more look and then turned and left.
Behind me, I heard the sound of bargaining.
"One million!"
"make a deal!"
“…”
The beautiful woman seemed to be very interested in the gold items on the stall and stayed there for a long time. As a professional businessman, she bought a lot of things. But the silver-armored boy beside her was a little bored waiting.
"Mother, are we finally going to go on an expedition?"
"Well, there are ruins that have appeared. We can't wait for the people from the Chamber of Commerce to come. We have to go and take a look. But there is no need to rush. Let's recruit the hunting team tomorrow and then set off."
"Wow... I can finally go out hunting! My spear has been thirsty for it!"
"Gannix, it's dangerous to go out hunting. If you mess around, stay in the mechanical city."
"Mother! Teacher Sam has long said that I must go out to gain experience before I can break through the third level. You can't let me stay in the city... I want to be a brave explorer!"
"No, you don't want to. In the future, you will become a successful businessman and inherit the family business..."
“…”
