…
But the next moment.
Roger frowned inwardly.
Because this earthen jar actually needs to be purchased with ancient currency!
Although the two ancient coins in his hand were not particularly hard to come by.
But after dealing with the "killer disguised as a drunk", it is not difficult to see its value.
And this professional black marketeer only accepts ancient currencies.
This made Roger even more certain of his thoughts.
Ancient silver and gold coins.
He was unwilling to give away even one!
The other side.
The professional black businessman saw Roger staying where he was and remained silent.
Then he took the initiative to strike up a conversation:
“Do you need a crock pot?”
"This is a top-quality clay pot. Excuse me, with your luck, you will definitely get the best item."
"Don't believe it?"
"How about this, I'll give you three, free of charge..."
"Well... I'll help you smash it!"
The dialog box just ended.
Roger saw the professional black marketeer wielding a stick and wielding a can.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Three crisp sounds.
The three items floated in front of Roger.
He looked closely.
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"Weeds (some): can be used to start a fire, but cannot resist the dead silence field."
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"Viper: Watch out!!!"
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"Badge of the Dragon Carr Nobles (Bloodline/Encouragement): After wearing this item, you can enter and exit all areas under the control of the Dragon Carr family in the central layer for free, and enjoy a 20% discount when purchasing items)"
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"You discovered a new term: Bloodline"
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"Bloodline (2): All your attacks will have a 3% lifesucking effect."
…
Roger pouted.
Only one out of three jars can be used.
And the effect is in life.
This kind of luck will be gone in this kind of lottery event, right?
The black businessman on the other side smiled shyly:
"Oh my, it's actually not bad, at least there is a prop, right?"
"Besides, I just opened the door for you. It's normal that you have bad luck. It's because of my bad luck that I can only sell cans... Think about it, you bought cans from me, which means you are standing against my luck. How can you have bad luck?"
"Just buy a few and have some fun..."
Look at the dialog box that pops up.
Roger also found it novel.
This was the first such 'enthusiastic' guy he had ever met in the two-dimensional world.
Although it is for sales promotion.
But the other party's logic seems to be flawless.
What a pity.
After Roger thought about it again and again.
He still decided not to waste the ancient silver and gold coins on such a gamble.
But he was unwilling to give up the opportunity to prove that he was a lucky man.
So he pondered for a moment .
Started to hit the black businessman's wooden stick frantically.
A series of dialog boxes will open.
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"Roger (probing): If I don't have ancient silver and ancient gold coins, how can I buy your jar?"
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"Stick (firm): No ifs!"
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"Roger (Daqi): Why?"
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"Stick: Because you have it!"
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"Wooden stick (confident): And there are more than one!"
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"Stick (Proud): Don't try to fool me, I can always smell the scent of ancient currency!"
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"Roger (helpless): Well, I do have some, but I don't want to consume them..."
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"Wooden Stick (smiles): ..."
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"Roger (smiles apologetically): Is there really no other way?"
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"Stick (thinking): ..."
…
Roger was delighted.
Since the other party is thinking.
That means there is room for discussion.
He guessed.
In this process.
One's own charm and authority as well as skills such as valuation, accounting, and negotiation all played a certain role.
Because the dialog box is flashing across the screen like crazy.
These skills changed from a grey state to a semi-flashing activated state.
It can be seen that the black crystal world is indeed different from the general two-dimensional world.
Many details here are the same as those in the main material world!
Think of this.
Somehow, Roger suddenly remembered the curse that Cindy mentioned, that "reality and games transform into each other."
Following similar logic.
The black crystal world is so close to the laws of the main material world.
Is it possible that it is originally a complete three-dimensional world?
Is it just compressed by some powerful force?
When similar thoughts come to mind.
Roger's mind began to wander uncontrollably.
Fortunately, the wooden stick finished thinking in time.
Start responding.
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"Wood Stick (seriously): I do have a problem that needs someone to take care of. I'll give you a chance if you have the guts to walk alone in this wilderness!"
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"Hint: The stick has issued a special task to you (the lost hand), do you accept it? Accept and you will succeed!"
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"Mission Name: The Lost Hand"
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"Mission description: The professional black businessman Mugun lost the mysterious item 'Magic Hands' that he relied on for survival. That was the tool he used to make the 'Mysterious Clay Pot'!
Before losing this prop.
He once met the leader of the Steel Dragon Mountain bandits.
He suspected that the evil creature was responsible.
But he doesn't want to make the relationship with the overlord here too awkward.
So I commission you to find that tool;
…
Note: Steel Dragon Mountain is just north of the fork in the road. There are road signs nearby for you to check.
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「Additional task: Raw material collection」
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"Raw material collection: on the premise of bringing back the 'Master Hand'.
The stick also requires some 'Scorching Black Soil' from the 'Shadow Clan Plains'.
If you are interested.
You can bring some back for him.
He won’t let you work for free.”
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"Mission Reward: 200 Mysterious Clay Pots (Master)
50 mysterious earthenware jars (raw materials)
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"It really feels a bit like an RPG..."
Look at this series of mission statements.
Roger seemed to be playing a role-playing game in the pixel era.
The black businessman's mission coincides with his path.
For this.
There were no surprises for Roger.
Instead, I am a little wary.
He even began to wonder if this was a conspiracy from Olmodo!
But it will be very quick.
Roger rejected the idea.
The identity of a professional black businessman is very special——
As early as the moment he got the ancient silver coin, he knew that this kind of special existence belonged to a secret and ancient organization: the Traveler's Guild.
Although the members of this organization are not good at fighting.
But their origins and backgrounds are extremely terrifying.
They appear on nine planets and in many dimensions.
Only use ancient currency to trade with others.
Because the items sold by professional black market traders are all top-notch in the local plane.
Therefore, there has been a trend of pursuing professional black marketeers on planets such as Mystra and Quinan.
It’s just that these people’s whereabouts are too elusive.
So the trend soon died down.
But even so.
Roger's knowledge of history was also enough to let him know what the title of professional black businessman meant.
This is different from a killer who disguises himself as a drunk.
This is an organization that is not easy to offend.
That's why.
Roger was slow to use unfair means to get the clay pot.
For the same reason.
Olmodo should not be able to control professional black marketeers.
Think of this.
Roger felt relieved.
Then he asked:
"Any other tasks?"
“I think I can multi-task!”
The subtext is that they want to take on all the tasks at once.
Then clear it out in one go.
An old habit of online game players.
The stick said in a bad tone:
"Do I look like someone who has so much trouble?"
Roger said a little disappointedly:
"All right."
The stick said impatiently:
"Okay, go ahead and don't interfere with my business."
"If you are really capable, go and kill the boss of the first-tier prison, the thug Hugo, and I will give you 500 clay pots for free!"
"If you don't have the ability, stop complaining..."
Roger's heart moved:
"Thug Hugo?"
"Prison boss?"
"First floor?"
The stick became even more impatient.
He immediately responded with his hands on his hips:
"Why do you act more like a foreigner than I do?"
"You don't know anything, do you?"
"Would you consider buying a map?"
Speaking of the last sentence.
His profile picture changed from impatient to smiling.
Roger bargained expertly:
"I can help you complete tasks to offset the deduction!"
"Or convert it into an equivalent earthenware jar..."
Mugun rolled his eyes madly.
Roger, however, was unusually shameless.
He banged the stick's head wildly.
The professional black businessman was knocked unconscious.
a long time.
Stick finally agreed to Roger's request.
He advanced Roger a map for the equivalent of 50 jars.
on the data bar.
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"You have obtained the map of the first layer of the Dark Crystal World (Known Lands)"
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「Map (from east to west):
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Prison perimeter (Old Tower Area/Love Town/Steel Dragon Mountain/Shadow Land/Egret Area/Fire Seed Burial Ground...)
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Black Crystal Prison (Abandoned Gate/Mummy Square/Death Row/Canteen/Injection Room/Warden's Office...)
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Chaos Cube (White Forest/Copper Man Residence/Smiling Town/Caesar's Corner...)
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Note 1: The entrance to the second floor (i.e. the central floor) is located in 'Smile Town'
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“There are quite a lot of small maps…”
Roger looked over every detail of the map carefully.
Judging from the current progress.
It would probably take a long time for him to rescue Sophia and Felton.
But this matter really cannot be rushed.
Roger could only pray silently that Olmodo would not kill him in anger.
Now.
He put away the map.
Follow the coordinates.
Set off towards Steel Dragon Mountain.
This road takes quite a long time.
Until nightfall.
He successfully reached the foot of Steel Dragon Mountain.
Take into account that the effect of the dead silence field is doubled at night and the field of vision is limited.
Even a high-dimensional perspective cannot fully take into account the overall situation.
Roger simply set up a tent at the foot of the mountain and began to rest.
No words were spoken that night.
…
And it was the same night.
Olmodo, who was in the Dome of a Thousand Towers, the highest building in the world, felt a little uncomfortable.
He stood on the top of the tower.
Try your best to overlook the world below.
He has been watching for a long, long time.
And it also exhausted vision and power.
But I don't know why.
He couldn't even see the figure of the senior person!
This situation is not common.
Although Olmodo's power is not exaggerated to the point where the entire Black Crystal World is his spies.
But at least 1/3 of the area can be monitored!
The area he saw most clearly was the middle layer—he knew every corner near Paradise Street. It was also for this reason that the Star God Clan established their base camp there.
And the upper and the lower layers.
There are indeed many blind spots.
But I shouldn't have looked for so long and gained nothing!
Aldom was deeply troubled.
When you smell something unusual.
His first reaction was—
Did the senior person bypass the core layer through some means and plot to subvert his plan in a corner that he could not detect?
It was this concern that made Olmodo somewhat unhappy.
He certainly believed in his own strength.
But what he hated most was when things were out of control.
The presence of a senior person already made him very unhappy.
And this time it's even better.
The senior person simply disappeared!
Olmodo had great difficulty in curbing his wild suspicions.
After a moment.
He stretched out his hand and called his men:
"Add reinforcements to the entrance of each floor!"
"Pay special attention to the Wanta Layer!"
"There may also be a hidden 'Stairway to Heaven'!"
"Do it immediately!"
The subordinate was a little hesitant after hearing this.
But he still carried out the order resolutely.
Wait for that person to go down.
A faint voice came from the shadows behind Olmerdo:
"This is the third time you've issued an order to increase troops today."
"Don't you think it's a bit of an exaggeration?"
"Father?"
That was a rag doll-like girl.
Her eyes were blood red.
At this moment, he is slowly walking out of the shadows.
Olmodo shook his head:
"When facing an unknown enemy, one can never be too cautious."
"I've told you many times that we can act arrogant, but deep down we must understand that being cautious is the way to survive. This is the truth that the starry sky has taught us, and you should understand it..."
The girl stuck out her tongue:
"But your reaction is indeed overreacting."
"Maybe that senior person is circling in a corner at the bottom level!"
"Maybe he didn't even think about saving people!"
“That’s why you can’t see it.”
Olmodo shook his head confidently:
"No!"
"He won't."
The girl asked thoughtfully:
"Why?"
Olmodo gave her a reproachful look:
"I've told you many times that details determine success or failure. You were there when the Dark Crystal World descended that day. Didn't you see any clues?"
The girl looked confused:
"What?"
Olmodo sighed:
"The weapon held by the senior does not belong to him, but to the female Celestial!"
"If it were you, would you hand over your most important weapon to someone else?"
The girl's eyes lit up:
"Is there an affair between them?"
Olmodo said silently:
“About… yeah.”
"In short, the relationship between them must be special!"
"That senior person will never give up on that girl from the Celestial God Clan..."
“This is a fact that can be confirmed!”
The girl said with admiration:
"As expected of a father!"
“This kind of detail is captured!”
Olmodo snorted coldly:
“That’s the most basic stuff.”
"Since the senior is mobilizing all his strength to save the girl from the Celestial God Clan, he must have come up with some strategies that can counter us..."
"For these reasons , simply increasing the number of troops may not be enough to prevent potential risks."
"I wish you could go there in person."
The girl nodded and said:
"I see."
"I'll go change the doll right now."
"Leave this matter to me, father. I love to torture and kill adulterous couples the most... hehehe..."
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Steel Dragon Mountain.
In the tent.
On the eve of his dream, Roger had this thought in his mind:
"If I don't save Sophia."
"And she happens to die again."
"Does this zero-reset knife belong to me completely?"
…