Pushing open the door to the room, Ed saw a thick black silhouette with its back to him, crossing its legs and tapping leisurely on the table.
His back was pressed against the chair, and the chair back was placed on the table, supported only by two chair legs. His whole body was like a domino ready to go.
As long as he steps forward and slaps the table, he will fall to the ground and chew his shit. Ed resisted the urge to do so.
"Coming? Sit down."
The man turned around, sat on the chair, and pointed to the chair opposite. A square wooden mask with scale marks hung on his face, and his body was tightly wrapped in a black robe wrapped in armor.
"Your name is "Ashes", right? newcomer? Want a Wasp drone? "
The other person's speech was very rude. This doesn't sound like a businessman at all, but more like a bandit coming to ask for a price.
"That's right." Ed took a few steps forward and sat on the chair generously. "What do you call me? How do you know I'm new here?"
""Black Snake" specializes in internal business among One-Eyed Club members. I have heard of some of the members here, but I have never heard of you, so I will treat you as a newcomer. If you have anything you want to buy or sell in the future, you can contact me. If you have the money Let's make money together. "
It turned out to be a second-rate dealer... He understood why the other party happened to be free.
"Easy to say, easy to say." Ed smiled and rubbed his palms, acting like he was new here.
He is not familiar with the One-Eyed Club's operating model and transaction process, so it is good for him to have such a person who can familiarize him with the market.
"Then let's talk about business. We won't negotiate the price of the Wasp drone drawings, replicas, or three yuan of iron coins. Are you okay with that?" Black Snake continued.
Ed pretended to be troubled, holding the mask and thinking for a while, and then said cautiously:
"I have no objection to the price, but can you let me inspect the goods first? It's okay to only look at part of it. I have to make sure you really have the design drawings of the Wasp drone, right?"
"Haha, inspection?"
Black Snake seemed to have heard something funny and laughed:
"Do you think I can remember how to draw that thing and then trace it out for you in your dream? I can't remember even one picture. Let me tell you, I only sell physical reproductions, 100% fidelity, as long as You give me an address, and I can send it to you no matter where you are in the world."
This is strange. The "Prince" clearly showed me the rat trail map here...
Ed was quite surprised by this. Is he deliberately trying to trick me? Or does "Prince" have any special way to bring items into dreams, like a dream catcher?
The latter is more likely.
Ed judged. Since this "Black Snake" is a second-rate dealer in the One-Eyed Club, he must consider doing long-term business with acquaintances, and is unlikely to cheat himself and run away.
Could it be that the dream catcher is a rare ritual instrument, and not all dream peepers have props that can bring real things into dreams?
He only got the design of the dream catcher by chance at first, and he didn't know how precious this thing was among the dream peepers.
"Sorry, I'm really not familiar with the transaction process. It may not be convenient for me to receive physical goods now. Is there any way to realize the transaction in a dream? We can discuss the additional price." He tried.
"Haha, if you have a way to bring things into dreams, I will offer you fifty, no, a hundred iron coins to buy your way." The man laughed, stretched out his five fingers, and added another hand. .
If even a professional second-tier dealer like Black Snake doesn't know about the existence of dream catchers, then it seems that the method of making dream catchers is indeed unknown. After confirming this, Ed asked:
"Then do you think this business should be paid as a deposit first or in full?"
"The old rule is, take the money and deliver the goods."
"Uh... doesn't it mean that even if you send me an old newspaper, I won't be able to find someone to ask for an explanation?" Could it be that Ade was acting pretentious.
"Don't worry, I'm an old member here. I've been here since the club was first established more than fifty years ago. There's no need to lose my reputation for just three iron coins."
The history of the One-Eyed Club is only over fifty years? This is somewhat unexpected.
According to the information Ed saw at the Bureau of Divine Intervention, the existence of dream peepers has been recorded and confirmed in documents as early as more than two thousand years ago. In comparison, this organization is so young.
"Okay then, just three." Ed placed the three faceless iron coins on the table and pushed them towards the black snake.
Black Snake skillfully gathered the iron coins into his arms, and his voice became more beautiful:
"Just tell me an address, and I can deliver it to any place you specify. As long as it's within reach by rail or ship."
Ed thought about it for a moment and said the selected delivery address:
"Cline Street, Broken Dreams Cafe, Central District, Silvermist City. Tell the store manager that this is what Nymelissa ordered."
In order to avoid exposing your identity, it is best to choose a delivery address in a place with a lot of traffic. Although there are many people, it is easier for him to blend in. In this way, even if the other party has an informant, he will not be able to confirm the recipient immediately.
Mr. Downston's Broken Dreams Cafe and Dylan's Green Flower Church were both good choices, but he finally chose Broken Dreams Cafe - for no other reason than that his club ID coins were also handed over there. .
Wait, is my identity coin still in the hands of those two elves, one fat and one thin? He suddenly realized a very serious problem.
Ed is not worried about these two people running away with his ID coins. After all, even if they are lost, they can be replaced at the club by reporting the loss.
He was mainly worried that these two people would use his identity coins to eat and drink in the hotel, and they would be charged to his account.
No, the city blockade has ended long ago. I have to find an opportunity to send those two people away as soon as possible.
"Silver Mist City..." Black Snake held up the mask on his face with his snake-like black gloves, "It's not far. It should be delivered within two weeks. I will contact you after the goods arrive. You can directly Just go and get it.”
"No problem, it's a pleasure to work with you."
Ed shook hands with Black Snake symbolically, and then said quickly:
"...What, I suddenly thought of something, so I'm going to take the first step. Please contact me when you have time!"
