Chapter 695
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While the "Duriel Ring Rally" was in full swing, Merlinsera strode into "Brex Avenue".
The location of this avenue was very particular. It was right next to Barafar Avenue. If Barafar Avenue represented the highest level of magic tools in Lachman and served the highest-ranking Mages and nobles, then "Brex Avenue" was a magic grocery store for middle and low-ranking Mages. It could be said to be a mix of good and bad people.
This avenue was located in the center of the city, so it wasn't part of the rally track. Therefore, it was still bustling with people. After all, most of the Mages were busy making a living. It was more important to earn gold coins for experiments than to watch the race.
Merlinsera didn't come empty-handed. Behind her, there were eight Barbarian soldiers pulling a carriage covered in gray cloth.
Such a group of people naturally attracted the attention of all kinds of Mages. In this place, there were scammers who sold fake goods, human traffickers who sold slaves, and all kinds of gray and black industries, both overtly and covertly. When they saw such a beautiful woman, many people had all kinds of thoughts. But before they could step forward, they saw the burly men stop the carriage. They turned around and tore off the gray cloth on the carriage, and erected two large wooden signs that looked like they were made at the last minute …
"What is this — Pfft!"
The owner of a nearby Magic crystal shop was drinking seabuckthorn juice, but when he read the words on the wooden sign, he immediately spat it out …
"What the hell?!"
"Am I dreaming in broad daylight?"
"Cobalt ore for sale, 1 gold coin per kilogram. Limit of 1 kilogram per person."
Although there weren't many top-notch goods on "Brex Avenue", there were a lot of merchants with a keen sense of smell. They were always paying attention to the various goods in Lachman and were extremely sensitive to the market trends. The auction of 8 kilograms of cobalt ore a while ago was big news. That auction set the price of cobalt ore at 5,000 gold coins per kilogram!
Cobalt ore was a priceless commodity. You might not even be able to buy a kilogram with 10,000 gold coins. So when they saw the words on the wooden sign, their first reaction was, "This is absolute nonsense!"
But when Irwin removed the gray cloth covering the entire cart with a 'hua la' sound, the surrounding noises instantly disappeared, leaving only the sound of people sucking in air.
Half a tonne of cobalt ore ingots were neatly stacked on the cart, one piece per kilogram. Under the sunlight, the blue reflection made everyone feel as if they were blinded.
"This can't be real!"
"You must be lying …"
Under everyone's dumbfounded gaze, Irwin and the others had already pushed their carts forward along the street while shouting, "First come, first served! The quantity is limited! "
As soon as he shouted, five or six people surrounded him with a "whoosh" sound. These guys were the most commonly seen "secondary dealers" on Brex Avenue. They made a living by selling information and goods. They would always be the first to sell anything new. But even so, after examining it for a long time, they were still unable to confirm whether it was a "cobalt mine" …
The reason for this was simple: they had never seen cobalt ore before.
After all, those who could make a living on this magical equipment street were not idiots. It was impossible for something that cost 5,000 gold coins per kilogram to be sold for 1 gold coin. So they looked left and right and looked at each other, but no one really paid for it.
"If you want to buy it, then buy it. If you don't want to buy it, then don't block the way!"
Irwin's roar made the group's heads buzz. Some of them were unconvinced and immediately replied, "What do you mean? We have to see if it's real or not! "
Merinsala had never done this kind of work before, but this was a piece of cake for her. She immediately said, "All the cobalt ores are produced in the same place as the ones sold at the Noggenfogger Auction the other day. If you can't confirm it, then find someone who can verify it."
With a beautiful woman speaking, the noise of the surrounding people became much quieter. Vice Principal Rembrandt of Brenka Academy was among the people who were attracted by the noise. He frowned and moved closer to take a look. He said, "Do you know that cobalt ores are controlled in Lessiman?"
"They are controlled in Lessiman. We are not Lessimans, and our cobalt ores are not Lessiman's cobalt ores."
Rembrandt was surprised by Merinsala's calm answer. He frowned and picked up a piece. He tapped it twice with his wand, and his pupils shrank. Then, he put it back without batting an eyelid. "Only one piece?"
Merinsala pointed at the words on the wooden sign. Her meaning was obvious. Rembrandt looked a little embarrassed. He coughed and pretended to take out a gold coin hesitantly. "Then I'll take that piece back to verify it."
Erwin at once wrapped one in a simple white paper and placed it in Rembrandt's hand. Rembrandt didn't say anything. He turned around and walked faster and faster.
"Rembrandt didn't say if it's real or not?"
"That old guy is very cunning … He's famous for being sly in Brenka Academy —"
Just when the peddlers were hesitating, a few old men from the magic equipment store nearby came over and took a closer look. Their reactions were similar to Rembrandt's. They mumbled things like "I'll just take it as spending a gold coin to hear the sound" and "Even if it's a counterfeit, I think it's pretty similar" and so on, and bought more than ten cobalt ingots one after another.
What was even more bizarre was that after the owners of the magic tool shops returned, they sent their workers over to buy more cobalt ores according to the "one piece per person" limit. Now, the dealers who had a keen sense of smell immediately realized what this meant.
It turned out that people had already started to rush to buy it without saying a word!
How could this be? The rest of the dealers immediately began to "make amends". They surrounded the carriage and tried their best to shove all kinds of gold coins into Irwin's hands. In the end, Merinsala had to ask a barbarian soldier to open a cloth bag. All the buyers had to do was throw their money into the bag and take away a blue ore.
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