"Please follow me, my lord!"
After confirming Wu Ming's identity, Rat Quark led the way in front respectfully and led Wu Ming to the southern district of Howling City, a place similar to the slums.
A large number of poor and helpless citizens gathered here. They had no dignity, no wealth, and they would do anything to survive.
Theft, robbery, fraud … all sorts of crimes were committed here all the time.
Every day, there would be a few more corpses in the stinky gutters. Everything that could be used on them had been stripped away, and they were like naked pigs.
Due to the chaotic situation, even though the city guards were on duty, they did not dare to venture deep into the city without gathering dozens of soldiers.
This group of people who had nothing, they dared to do anything!
In this dark place, the rules of darkness prevailed, and even the nobles were unwilling to simply touch it.
"This is …"
Seeing Quark stop in front of a large building, Wu Ming looked up in slight surprise. "Slave market?"
"That's right. This is the biggest place in the whole of Howling City! No! The biggest slave market in the whole of Wind Firefly Plains! Here, you can find slaves of any breed, even indescribably high quality goods … "
Quark said with a wink.
'The bloodline of nobles?'
Wu Ming understood in an instant. Although it sounded rather inconceivable, compared to the lawless slave traders, there was nothing they dared not do.
Enslaving a noble with a noble bloodline must be able to satisfy the desires of many big shots.
Of course, out of consideration for the nobles' reputation, this kind of thing should naturally be banned on the surface.
'Maybe this black market and the slave trade … has the Earl of Blue Mountain's shadow behind them!'
Wu Ming understood everything in an instant.
He followed Quark into the market, and a rich aroma immediately greeted his nostrils, as if trying to cover up the stench of sweat and stench.
The whole market looked like a special little street. The shops on both sides were filled with all kinds of slaves, ranging from the most basic adult men and women to serfs who knew how to farm, and finally high-level craftsmen.
There were even more special goods, which were the reserved items of each shop. Before the customers showed a certain level of sincerity and wealth, they would not be seen at all.
"Come and see! My slaves are the strongest! In order to catch these barbarians, I lost eight warriors! "
A fat slave master cracked his whip loudly. In front of him, a dozen barbarian slaves were half-naked, revealing their sturdy muscles. Their expressions were dull and numb as they performed all kinds of performances to show off their strength.
"The best female slaves. Each and every one of them is strong. It'll be best to breed with the serfs!"
On the other side, a dozen or so women stood in a row. They were almost naked. Similar to the male slaves, they all had the marks of slaves on their bodies. Impressively, they were branded with branding iron at eye-catching spots, guaranteeing that they would not be able to get rid of their slave status even if they fled to the ends of the world.
"Seriously …"
Wu Ming looked at the scar on the face of a female slave and was speechless.
"Sir, do you want to buy some female slaves and think they are not pretty enough?"
"Master" is, my lord, Barbarian, sir, Ming, I, and, he King, is, King, Is Ming. "King" King is, said. "Lord, King"
"King"? ".," Of "Slave marks on their faces?"
Wu Ming did not approve of such a method.
"Of course … This is the proof of all slaves! But to preserve their beauty, they can be branded on less obvious spots like the back of the neck or the shoulder … "
Quark chuckled with a rather lascivious tone. "There's also a type of female slave of the highest grade. Their skin is as smooth as silk and porcelain. They will receive preferential treatment and wear collars with slave marks …"
He smacked his lips, appearing very regretful. "What a pity … I've only seen female slaves of this level once. It was at the highest auction in the black market …"
"Where's the black market? Don't tell me you're bringing me here to buy slaves? "
Wu Ming asked.
"Of course … I'm bringing you to meet the examiner, my lord!"
Quark brought Wu Ming into a very ordinary slave trading company. He knocked on the counter with a rhythmic voice. "I want to meet your boss!"
The sleepy-eyed attendant shuddered when he heard the voice and woke up abruptly. "I'll bring you there!"
Behind the trading company, Wu Ming saw the examiner Quark mentioned. It was an old man with a pair of gold-rimmed monocle.
He wore a dark red tailcoat and his silver hair was neatly combed. He looked like an old pedant who was about to attend a banquet. He took a deep look at Wu Ming and Quark and said with a voice that had gone through the vicissitudes of life, "The dark night has given us black eyes!"
"For those who seek light!"
Quark answered solemnly. After the gang-like ceremony was over, the old man looked at Wu Ming and chuckled. "Welcome, new customer. Those who go to the black market for the first time will have to go through our examiner's inspection … We'll strictly maintain our neutrality. We won't ask about the customer's identity or intention. As long as you show enough strength, you'll be our most distinguished customer!"
"Enough strength?"
Wu Ming tossed a small leather pouch over. "What do you think of these?"
The leather pouch contained all his savings up until now. It was about 100 Gold Delong, enough for an ordinary farmer's family to live for decades.
"Hehe … It's barely enough!"
The old man pouted as if he was a little dissatisfied. Then, he said to Quark who was respectful beside him, "You little rat, you've introduced an official customer this time. You'll get the reward you deserve. What happens next isn't something you can participate in …"
"I understand!"
Quark bowed. "I'll take my leave first, my lords!"
He turned around and left without any hesitation.
"This …"
Wu Ming was a little surprised.
"Dear customer, please follow me!"
The old man clasped his hands behind his back and chuckled. "Do you think that the rats in the sewers can participate in our trade?"
"Sounds like the standard is quite high … I'm looking forward to it …"
Wu Ming was bold because of his skill. He was not afraid of the shop owner's tricks at all, so he followed him to the backyard.
There, a windowless carriage that was tightly covered on all sides was already waiting.
"It will send you to the venue. I wish you the best of luck in getting what you want, sir!"
The old man bowed slightly and watched as Wu Ming boarded the carriage. He gently closed the door, and the surroundings were instantly plunged into darkness.
Squeak! Squeak!
The horse snorted, and the sound of the carriage axle rolling could be heard. Just like that, the carriage began to move.
Wu Ming reclined on the seat and rested his hands on his head in satisfaction. His astonishing senses were constantly paying attention to his surroundings.
Soon after, he discovered, speechless, that after the carriage took a big detour in Howling City, it still took a detour and arrived at the southern district. It was even very close to the slave market.
"We're here!"
The carriage door opened, and the coachman's stone-like voice came from outside.
Wu Ming walked out of the carriage and saw that he was in a large courtyard surrounded by tall walls. A group of people with fierce auras were vigilantly watching him.
"The black market is inside, please follow me!"
A waiter wearing a bow tie smiled and led Wu Ming into the courtyard. He took a candlestick and activated a mechanism that led downwards.
"Are you all this careful with every customer?"
Wu Ming followed the waiter into the passage and continued downwards, as if he had entered hell. He couldn't help but ask.
"Once we get familiar with each other … we won't have to go through so much trouble!"
The waiter smiled mysteriously and pushed open the door in front of him. "Welcome to the Ant Nest!"
Whoosh!
A wave of heat and clamor swept over, bringing with it a powerful influence.
What appeared in front of Wu Ming was a large underground cavern. Many tents had been set up, and all sorts of mercenaries, adventurers, assassins, thieves, and even nobles and knights with concealed faces were gathered together enthusiastically. They were pointing at some item or fiercely bidding, haggling over every Gold Delong with the stall owners.
From time to time, more people would appear from the surroundings and gather into the black market. Quite a few people would also leave. Everything was orderly and didn't stop for even a moment.
"An intricate, complex ant nest …"
With just one glance, Wu Ming was sure that there were countless tunnels in this karst cave. It was even clearer.
Whoever controlled this place would be the king of Howling Castle's darkness!
"As a guide, I'll give you one last reminder!"
The waiter smiled. "Treasure every Gold Delong in your pocket. Today is the monthly auction. There's nothing you can't buy here!"
He bowed slightly, and the rolling stones in front of him automatically blocked the passage. It was as if this place had always been a rock wall.
"The one who built this place must have been a mechanism master who used supernatural powers …"
Wu Ming was very sure of this and began to stroll around casually.
"It really is the black market!"
He stopped in front of a weapons stall. Looking at the display, the corners of his eyes twitched.
At the center of this stall was a full set of knight armor. Gauntlets, knee pads, helmet, steel boots, inner armor, outer armor … not a single one was missing. What was even more eye-catching was the complex and exquisite noble insignia on the armor!
"Whoever dares to buy something like this will have to fight to the death with the knight's family."
Wu Ming swept his gaze over and saw even more weapons. There were even crossbows and other military crossbows.
"As long as you have enough Gold Delong, I can even get you a bed crossbow!"
The weapons dealer patted his chest in guarantee. Wu Ming politely declined and left.
"As expected … there's a lot more good stuff here than outside …"
After strolling around a few times, Wu Ming inwardly sighed that this trip had been worth it.
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