Psychic chart.
Haha, after struggling all night, this thing came out.
Maoyan braved the annoying sun and headed west from his home in the city center, spanning hundreds of kilometers, to the black market outside the Xiacheng satellite city of Mangzhong. He was tired from running around. All of this was caused by Baironan and his latest Given by the works.
She hasn't forgotten yet. She fell into the trap in the first place because of this damn "psychic chart", and someone actually had the nerve to ask her to come out and pry for information! What "it involves the black market, don't bother Sister Yueyin" is obviously revenge, right? She was also dizzy. Why didn't she hit that guy in the face with the picture at that time... Oh, it couldn't be hit.
"Ungrateful, despicable devil, shameless, and being good after getting an advantage..." Anyway, Ronan couldn't hear it, and even if he heard Maoyan, he didn't care, so all kinds of negative attributives and adjectives were piled up in a free-spirited manner, which could suppress It's best to kill that bastard!
Maoyan kept criticizing, and at the same time he did not forget to carefully memorize all the details on the psychic diagram, especially the outline of the cruise ship - Ronan said that he drew it blindly based on his feelings, but this is a "psychic diagram", considering Ronan's current situation If you put your fame up for auction, I'm afraid there will be a lot of energy vying for it.
"The position of the cruise ship in the picture is too far, and it is a side silhouette. It feels like it has many layers. On the top deck, there are multiple sets of wing-like outlines standing at random, which may be antennas, bridges, etc..."
Maoyan, who was busy with his mind, finally stepped into the homeless exchange called "Yedian". The layout style of this cave-style building is closer to the "original ecology". There are fewer customers during the day, so shopkeepers take the opportunity to purchase goods and ship goods. This place looks more like a goods yard than a hotel.
The tavern on the first floor only opened the corners around the bar, and the light was deliberately dimmed to create an atmosphere of private transactions. Whether it has practical significance is another matter. At least, for Maoyan on the spiritual side, after entering the tavern, almost all the changes in the overall layout and details are revealed.
"Well, is it too coincidental or too unfortunate?"
Around the bar, several groups of elegant seats made up of high-back sofas are scattered. The seats are almost full, and everyone is talking in low voices. The cat-eyes walked in carelessly, inevitably attracting everyone's attention.
Most people just raised their eyes and quickly focused on their own affairs. Only at the very back, a rather old man, who happened to be facing outward, winked at her and bared his teeth in amusement.
Maoyan responded with a wink and pointed at the bar at hand, indicating that everyone should do their own thing.
The little old man who looked rickety, lazy, and listless was none other than Mr. Bai, the senior B-level psychic of the Xiacheng branch and an expert on soul science.
Everyone is acquaintances and friends. The more this happens, the more attention is paid to maintaining each other's privacy. In this environment, just say hello and it will be over. The person sitting opposite Mr. Bai, on the other hand, turned his head and looked over several times. Maoyan just felt that the guy looked familiar, and didn't remember who it was for a moment, so he simply ignored it.
She immediately sat down in front of the bar: "Blood energy, refill."
This is both consumption and code. Using "Blood Energy", an expensive drink that requires honor points, means that I need high-end services at the other world level. In "Yedian", such high-end services are usually information.
As for "refill", it means that I have an account here and have made a reservation. I have a very strong purpose. Don't fool me with those low-end things.
The bartender showed a professional smile, quickly took out a sealed cup of "blood energy" drink from the expensive and sturdy safe beside him, and placed it on a tray and delivered it to him. In addition to "blood energy", there is also a small soft screen on the tray, which lists a series of items.
When Maoyan opened the drink package, he had already scanned the items on the soft screen, and then rolled his eyes: "You guys are going bankrupt, right?"
"ah?"
"The advance reservation time is a bit short. I understand the lack of preparation, but there is no need to fool you with information from a week ago. In addition, these two small sampans can also be counted as cruise ships for me. Your cruise ship can open Go into the underground ditch?"
The bartender's professional smile fell a little. Before he could make a real reaction, a figure came up next to the cat's eye, knocked on the table, and signaled the bartender to get out: "Don't be embarrassed here, today's salary counts as training fees, go and study hard." .”
The bartender was slightly confused: "Master Zong?"
"Go, go, let me chat with my friends."
As he said this, the person who just came up to him smiled and said hello: "Oh, kitten, long time no see. You just came out of the hospital. Have you got your alimony?"
This was the guy who was talking to Mr. Bai just now and turned to look at her. Cat Eyes raised his eyelids and scanned the visitor's face twice. He finally remembered who this round-faced and slightly chubby guy was. Without saying a word, he picked up the "Blood Energy" drink cup and poured it over with his backhand.
"I'll wipe it!" The man suddenly turned over. His body was barely agile, but he still had a drink worth two honor points splashed on his shoulders and the corners of his head and face. He was extremely embarrassed for a moment.
Maoyan did not follow up on the attack and only said: "It's up to you."
"My, mine, it's mine." The man took the towel handed by the waitress, wiped it hastily twice, and was willing to accept the punishment.
Anyone who can talk to Maoyan like this is indeed an acquaintance, and can barely be considered a friend. "Zong Shao" is named Zong Qiu. He is also a registered member of the Xiacheng branch. He also has a good father. He is the fighting master Zong Ji who is one of the only three B-level bodies in the branch. gentlemen.
Although he was educated in his family, Zongqiu was a slut. He had little achievements in martial arts. He barely managed to pass the C-level barrier. He had a status in the association, so he put all his enthusiasm into the world of flowers. He was all over the world all year round. Fei, there was very little time in Xia City.
By the way, this guy also chased Maoyan back then, but once as an "assistant", he personally demonstrated the magic of "flying needles through the anus", so he stayed away from Maoyan.
"I'll forgive you for this today. Last time, Baze from the Order of Justice went drunk and crazy. He led a group of people and almost wiped out the place with blood. The experienced people either died or fled, and those of us who took over were also helpless."
Maoyan raised his eyebrows: "You are from here..."
"Little boss, little boss, participating in individual stocks will also make my father feel at ease."
"Oh, then I wish you good fortune." Maoyan glanced around the relatively simple furnishings in the cave dwelling and sent auspicious words without sincerity.
"In this land of Xia City, this is just a small business, and there is no future. I just count on my old friends to take care of me." Zongqiu offered two cups of "blood energy" in a very stupid way. Of course, it was free of charge. If my father is not angry, he will not invest this money in Xiacheng even if he kills me. If I have this spare time, I can go to Bancheng, Ticheng, and Luocheng and invest in a small store. As long as I can have both sides, maybe two years from now. I started to tremble too. But here, thinking about the 'Big Three' and Professor Luo, I tremble too, my heart trembles!"
Maoyan picked up the cup and smiled slightly.
It is also a homeless exchange, not mentioning the three typical examples mentioned by Zong Qiu. Let's just talk about the previous Spring City. It could be a "market", but this is a "wild store". It's not without reason.
The vast majority of homeless exchanges are for money, including "wild stores". But this kind of black market that wanders on the edge of a multi-layered society inevitably faces a considerable degree of competition. Its biggest competitor is the internal resource market of world organizations such as the Association of Abilities.
In a large metropolitan area, you don't need to look at reports or industries to determine the control and power development of large organizations such as esper associations and secret sects. You only need to look at whether the surrounding homeless exchanges and similar black markets are prosperous. . The two are obviously inversely proportional to each other. At least at the transcendent level, the more resources that association branches and secret cults have exclusive control over, the stronger their control over the city, and the smaller the black market’s survival space; conversely, if a large organization mismanages or intentionally condones it, or if there are multiple Competition, checks and balances, and the black market will have the opportunity to expand.
This is the case in Sancheng, which is home to various sects, Ticheng, which is known as the "Marine Explorer's Paradise", and Los Angeles, which is a tax haven.
As for the "Big Three" in Xia City, and now "Professor Luo" has emerged, the "Yedian" is destined to only have a single auxiliary function of selling information and transferring supplies, and can only help a limited number of people make a fortune. Get rich. In terms of interests, once the word "limited" appears, the feet are often covered with pale brain flowers...
In recent years, Yedian has had seven bosses. The latest one was what Zong Qiu called the "Baze Bloodbath Incident." The time distance is not far away. At the end of last year, it was closely related to the "Miss Two Thousandth Incident" that caused agitation in the other world. It also had a "certain relationship" with Ronan.
Thinking of Ronan, Maoyan also remembered his mission, and pushed the tray and the soft screen inside to Zong Qiu: "It's no problem to take care of the business, now is the opportunity to use you, I already deducted ten points, now it's up to you ”
"Yes, yes, Sister Cat will definitely give me a chance to make amends." Zongqiu's businessman attributes were off the charts. He picked up the soft screen and glanced at it a few times, then started to adjust the database and prepare to change the intelligence entries.
Maoyan is a very particular person and knows how to come first, first served. He knocked on the bar: "Mr. Bai is still over there!"
"It's okay, it's okay. I'm just helping Black Heart Salt spread a message and bring a gift or something. My family is awkward, so I won't try to get involved."
Oh, you think Mr. Bai can't hear it!
Maoyan also knew that the Bai and Zong families were family friends, and they had their own way of getting along, so it was not her turn to worry about them. He nodded and raised his glass to Mr. Bai from a distance, which was considered a complete courtesy.
Mr. Bai responded with a smile and waved his hands, not looking "awkward" at all.
Here, although Zong Qiu has just entered the industry, his business ability is not bad. He quickly deleted all the useless entries on the soft screen, added many more, and handed it back to Maoyan again: "Actually, your conditions are a bit unclear. Yes, we all know that the sea is convenient, and there are too many similar activities. The ones I picked are all large-scale and powerful, but you also know that such activities generally have qualification restrictions, and you can’t just go up if you want to participate. "
Maoyan hummed twice and read the information introduction carefully.
Zong Qiu snapped his fingers again: "This project cannot be exempted, but for the sake of old friends, let's give one another for free. It was a project carried out by a group of us. The environment, quality, and goods, They’re all pretty good.”
Zong Qiu spoke the last sentence in a low voice and leaned closer.
Maoyan's body remained motionless. He wanted to see Zong Qiu's performance before deciding whether to shoot the soft screen on that self-proclaimed romantic face.
