As the thick fog broke, figures came one after another, stepping onto the streets of the town in the dense fog and barren mountains.
The group of figures who entered the town all knew how scary and strange this place was, but they still chose to enter it.
Some people do it out of necessity, and some people come here for profit.
Before they entered, they had all been informed of the horror of this town.
According to outside speculation, the residents of this barren mountain town are actually ghosts and evil spirits.
For some special reasons, Netherworld towns appeared on the barren mountains shrouded in thick fog, giving mortals an opportunity to trade with them.
Most of those who had previously entered the town and suddenly fainted had been compensated.
The family gets this money and is responsible for taking care of each other for the rest of their lives.
In fact, everyone knows that this is a sum of money to buy a life. Whether they will really take care of it depends on whether the family receiving the money has a conscience.
If you are unwilling to serve, you only need to cut off water and food, feed some arsenic, or cover your head and face with a quilt, and all the trouble will be solved.
The unlucky guy who didn't get enough life money can only blame himself for being blind and joining an irresponsible organization.
After the news spreads, subordinates will inevitably become disengaged and no longer dare to work hard for the organization.
The group of people who have come in now have received life-buying money in advance, or promises from their respective organizations.
As long as they take something out and make sure it has a certain value, they will be rewarded accordingly.
If you want to get valuable good things in the town, you must exchange your life.
After analysis by experts, the special banknotes used in cities and towns are actually their own remaining life.
Some people live longer and can write larger amounts, while others live shorter lives and cannot write even if they want to for several more years.
Once the amount is written out and the transaction is made, it means that Yang Shou no longer belongs to you.
No matter how much longevity you pay, you will definitely be in a coma after you get out, and you will not be able to take care of yourself.
As for when to wake up, it all depends on luck.
There are also a few greedy people who write the maximum value on the banknotes, only to die suddenly after only one day.
After the incident spread, many people secretly warned themselves not to make similar mistakes.
On the streets of the town, a young man was looking around, with curiosity and fear in his eyes.
His name is Mucci, and he is a member of an organization. Until now, he does not know the true origin of the organization he belongs to.
In this organization, his task is to do odd jobs and do some errands.
A small character like him can be said to be insignificant, and no one pays attention to him on weekdays.
But just last night, he and a dozen people with the same identity were called together by a steward.
The steward told them that they would enter the town early this morning and buy something to take out.
The steward did not hide the taboos in trading.
All kinds of news have spread, and there is no possibility of hiding it. If you don't tell the truth, it will be self-defeating.
The steward promised everyone that as long as they bring the things out, they can immediately exchange them for generous rewards.
To put it bluntly, this transaction is that they use Yang Shou to buy extraordinary items, and the organization uses the money to buy the items back.
At the same time, a quota will be given to take care of the traders' family members so that they can enter the organization's industry to work.
Such a generous treatment makes even those who originally resisted can't help but hesitate.
They had one night to think about it and waited until daybreak to give their answer.
This night, many people are destined to have no sleep.
They know in their hearts that once they make a decision, there is no chance of regret.
Mucci had already made a decision that night and was ready to participate in this operation.
His family was poor and his parents both had tuberculosis and needed a lot of money for treatment.
There are also elder brothers getting married, brothers going to school, sisters getting married, etc., which all require a lot of money.
But so far, the money has not been paid, and the parents are worried about it.
Now that I have the opportunity to make a lot of money and arrange a job for my family, it is simply a good thing that you can't even ask for.
Mu Qi knew in his heart that if he missed this, it would be difficult to have such an opportunity again in the future.
Being able to reverse the family's predicament with his own sacrifice, Mu Qi thinks it is very worthwhile.
With a background like his, if he doesn't work hard, he will only be able to struggle at the bottom for the rest of his life.
The only thing you can bet on and fight for is your own life.
After daybreak, Mucci found the steward and told him his decision.
There were a total of fifteen people last night, but ten of them didn't come. Apparently they didn't have the courage to risk their lives.
Muki and the other four people ate a specially prepared breakfast, each drank a glass of courage-enhancing wine, and then entered the town through the fog.
Walking on the streets of the small town, watching the people coming and going, the five Mukis were very nervous.
The costumes of the pedestrians on the street are completely different from the five of them, and the difference can be seen at a glance.
Looking at those brightly colored and strangely shaped clothes, Mu Qi couldn't help but think of longevity clothes, a kind of burial clothes specially worn for the dead.
Looking at those pale faces and strange eyes, Mu Qi felt like a thorn in his back.
They are not the only outsiders on the streets of the town, there are also people from other organizations.
Some are looking for information, and some are here specifically to buy things, all with a cautious attitude.
They constantly inquired about the prices of various commodities at street stalls and roadside shops.
When I see something I want, I try to bargain with the seller, hoping to get it cheaper.
However, the attitudes of merchants are mostly very tough. The better the goods, the less likely they are to lower their prices easily.
In a passing stall, several members of other organizations gathered, trying to buy a rune copper bell in the hands of the stall owner.
Muki was attracted and couldn't help but stop.
This rune copper bell has a simple shape and its surface is covered with thick rust, as if it had just been dug out of a grave.
When several people looked at the copper bell, their eyes were greedy and eager, which proved that it was a good thing.
Before Muki took action, the steward specifically told them that if they encountered something good in the town, they would get it at all costs.
As long as something is good enough, the rewards will never be small.
Don't be afraid of offending others. Everyone competes based on their ability. If someone dares to retaliate, the organization will help support them.
Now that he has made up his mind and is ready to exchange his life for wealth, Mu Qi is naturally fearless.
Ignoring the threatening look from the other party, Mu Qi came to the stall and looked at the stall owner whose head was wrapped in dirty white cloth.
"Excuse me, can I see this item?"
The shroud on the stall owner's body exuded a strong corpse smell, and a thick, fishy liquid dripped and spread from where he stood, attracting a swarm of flies.
Before the stall owner could answer, someone next to him made a threat.
"Boy, get out of here, or I'll kill you!"
The tattooed man who made the threat showed a sharp dagger and made a stabbing motion.
As a result, at this moment, a cold voice came from my ears.
"Whoever dares to cause trouble in the town will lose his life immediately. If you dare to threaten my guests again, I will make your life worse than death!"
The stall owner, whose face was wrapped in the shroud, made a cold voice and warned the tattooed man.
A swarm of flies came and landed on the strong man.
The strong man stiffened, then stepped aside, not daring to say another word.
Judging from his painful expression, he must have been punished.
Several of the brawny man's accomplices could only keep their mouths shut at this moment, not daring to stop Mu Qi any more.
Mu Qi reached out to touch the copper bell, and a set of information appeared in his mind, making his heart beat wildly.
The function of the bronze bell is so weird and powerful, no wonder a group of strong men want to monopolize it.
If you take it back and sell it to the organization, you can definitely get a lot of money.
Gotta get it!
Suppressing his excitement, Mu Qi looked at the stall owner and asked the price of the bronze bell.
"Seven hundred and fifty dollars!"
The stall owner's price shocked Mu Qi, and he finally understood why the brawny group didn't buy it.
The reason is simple, because we simply can’t afford it.
(End of chapter)
