Pokémon Dream Walker

Shang He got off the mine cart in a daze.

Synchronized with the frequency of the Candlelight Spirit, he turned around to look at the dark and deep tunnel when he came from there, and when he looked at each other again, he could read the other person's thoughts.

This is too cool!

Shang He loves this kind of adrenaline-fueled game, and today he finally found a comrade who got killed.

"There will be more of this black market in the future."

"It's not important about the minecart sprint or anything like that. What's important is that I want to see the elegance of the underground world."

Hehe!

The candlelight spirit shook the candlelight with deep understanding.

A waiter was impatient to wait and reminded loudly: "Guest, please come this way!"

Several laborers stepped forward to drag the mine cart away.

Going down the tunnel and passing a pass, you enter a new world with dim light.

Messy stall.

Customers in a hurry.

Dim and dim lights.

A low-key building half hidden in the shadows...

With numerous images, an inexplicable pressure hits my face.

Shang He tightened his cloak tightly and didn't take a step for a long time. He was still struggling mentally, asking himself whether he was ready to step into the darkness.

Those who come to the black market are all brave and ruthless people, and there are many desperadoes.

A murderous robber!

The thugs who slaughtered the elves!

The herb collector who secretly collects banned drugs!

Bounty hunter poaching elves!

……

These are just common characters among customers.

Under the strong pressure of the black market host, they will gather together obediently and abide by the trading order.

But for ordinary people, when dealing with these guys, even a single bone will be swallowed if they are not careful.

Can I really beat them?

Shang He tortured his heart.

Hehe...

The little guy noticed the vicious atmosphere around him, his beady eyes glanced around nervously, and his voice trembled as if he was about to cry.

"Are you afraid?"

Hehe!

Zhu Guangling refused to admit it and argued hard, saying that he just didn't adapt to the environment.

Shang He nodded lightly: "I'm afraid, but I can't avenge Schubert!"

The one he brought with him for training was Shubert's Candlelight Spirit, which had about level 36+ shadow ball mastery. It was a talent that could be made.

Compared to the bunch of lazy guys at home, Shang He was more willing to train it, and even wanted to entrust it with important tasks.

Provided that it stays in the end.

Hehe!

Mentioning "Schubert", Zhu Guangling's eyes seemed to be filled with determination.

After encouraging Zhu Guangling, Shang He also made full mental preparations and took steps forward into the dark place.

No one would have thought that there would be a bustling market in a hollowed-out mine somewhere under the rolling barren mountains.

The store is permanent, has long-term cooperation with the black market, and has a good reputation.

According to the old gatekeeper, it is also inextricably linked to outside forces.

This is easy to understand, and is roughly equivalent to concepts such as white gloves, spokespersons, and branches.

That's why the old man had the previous reminder.

for example.

Suppose you stole a treasure from a certain family today and sold it on the black market at night.

Coincidentally.

The shop you chose to sell stolen goods happens to be the peripheral industry of the family. You have been shot at it by yourself, and even a few lives are not enough to kill you.

In order to survive long, you must think twice before doing anything in the black market.

"I shouldn't be that stupid..."

Shang He muttered.

There was a mixed crowd of stalls around. Shang He was looking for stalls selling medicinal materials, collecting life candle accessories and inquiring about information.

……

"I know Mingyu. Bring me the genuine article. If the price is right, I'll buy two pieces."

"Here you go, there are only these three life jade pieces in total. There are too many impurities and they are considered inferior. You can take them if you like them."

……

"Is this the Tongyou Stone?"

"fart!"

"The Tongyou Stone is dark purple when polished. It is as light as duckweed. There are fine holes on the surface. If you blow on it, you will hear ghosts whimpering."

Shang He weighed the unknown stone, as if preparing to throw it at the stall owner.

The vendor had a sullen face and scolded in a low voice: "I advise you to take care of yourself and go to another stall. Your business will not be done here."

Shang He replied without any hesitation:

"Zombie, I haven't paid for the goods yet, can't I tell you that what you brought out is a fake?"

"I am in a hurry to use the Tongyou Stone, but you dare to fool me with a fake. I will remember you today. Be careful when the market is over."

"If you walk too much at night, you may encounter ghosts!"

Hehe!

The purple fire on the top of Zhu Guangling's head was shaking, and his eyes flashed fiercely, as if he was looking at his food.

The two dotes on the master are extremely vicious.

A smell of "don't leave after school" came to my face.

The stall owner was speechless, his face turned red from holding back.

It also made him realize that the idea was tricky.

I had no choice but to bow my head and give in, and said with an apologetic smile: "Sir, look at my memory. When I was preparing the goods, I confused Kongyan and Tongyou Stone."

"This piece, look at this piece."

"This is the Tongyou Stone. I give it to you. As an apology for delaying your important event, please don't be the same as me."

Shang He has seen what it means to be arrogant at first and respectful at the end.

This is the norm in the black market.

Although there is order here, strength is also respected, and only ruthlessness can nourish life.

After understanding the rules of walking, he was not polite at all. Under the painful look on the store owner's face, he took away the fist-sized Tongyou Stone.

"Huh, remember better in the future!"

"As I said before, if you walk too much at night, you might bump into ghosts, so you should take care of yourself!"

Leaving a warning, Shang He walked away.

This wave of processing complied with the rules of the black market. When it was discovered that the goods were fake before the transaction, Shang He naturally took charge and could not make too much trouble.

But if it is after the transaction.

Later, I discovered that what I bought was a fake, and I came back to argue with the stall owner. The stall owner can refuse to pay compensation.

The rules of the black market - the transaction is finalized, the money and goods are cleared, and you bear the blessings and misfortunes on your own.

Counterfeit goods are allowed to exist, fake goods are allowed to exist, and trading activities are guaranteed, but if you are caught at the beginning of deceiving people, you will be lucky.

The stall owner on the side sneered: "You haven't even learned how to move quickly, so you just want to be a profiteer like others?"

"You hear the other person's voice as that of a young man, so you think he's the one who's been taken advantage of? Little did you know that he's actually a brave and ruthless master who bumped into an expert's gun."

He also half-advised: "Don't do anything like this. There are a few profiteers who get caught and have their hands broken every year in the black market."

The vendor had a sullen face and gritted his teeth and said: "Shut up, I admit defeat today, but where did the fierce dragon cross the river come from?"

……

"This batch of rushes has been processed well. No need to cut them off. The length is just right. Bring me a bundle."

"This batch of poisonous materials is not bad. People often come to you to pick up the goods, right?"

The Meng Gourd vendor suddenly said: "Want to find someone?"

"Yes, find someone."

Shang He frankly admitted that only after coming to the black market did he realize how difficult it was to find clues about Bulta.

Let’s talk about legitimate investigation first.

These stall owners are not good people. How can they easily cooperate with your investigation?

Also, can you believe what they say?

Also, most of the black market customers wear cloaks and half-cover their faces. Who knows what Burta dresses like when buying poisonous materials?

Maybe he is wearing a Pikachu mask.

Speaking of which, I just saw a Pikachu mask and a three-monkey mask. I will also get a Peppa Pig mask next time I come.

The boring gourd vendor said: "Don't do useless work unless you can hook up with the black market host."

Shang He didn't care and asked again: "Oh, have you seen the Night Thief Salamander?"

……

"The poisonous materials are quite complete. I need fresh venom from the Flame Queen Lizard. Can I get it?"

……

"The poison is pretty good."

"I am also a poison master. I would like to meet some poison masters from outside the alliance. Do you have any connections?"

……

"Has any Alola poison master purchased elven venom from you?"

……

In the end, Shang He simply stopped covering up and directly exposed his true intentions.

There is a saying in the art of war: Knock on the mountain and shake the tiger!

Since I can't find your clues, let's change the idea - if I don't go to see the mountain, the mountain will come to see me!

I am investigating you so blatantly.

You have something in your heart, will you be provoked by me and come over to kill me?

This move is really a bad move.

But Shang He had no other choice. The ability of the Dream Walker was not easy to use, because few important figures in the black market slept...

He had just entered the dream world and had a look. There were a few dreams hanging on the nearest branches, and they all looked like handymen.

The other dreams around are those of wild elves.

If you want to find the human dream, you have to look high in the tree canopy. Judging from the distance, it is the dream that belongs to the citizens of Feiyun.

From this, Shang He thought of the drawbacks of his special ability.

If you want to see a dream, you must have a dream.

If you want to see someone's dream, but the other person doesn't sleep, then you can only waste it.

"I want to raise an elf who can hypnotize..."

He muttered something.

Shang He glanced at the candlelight spirit on his shoulder, and then felt the single sword scabbard behind his back, feeling a little speechless.

"Ghost elves are known for being weird. Hypnosis should be a piece of cake, but you two uncles don't know how to do it..."

What?

Zhu Guangling tilted her head and pretended not to understand what she said.

The scabbard of the single sword vibrated violently, causing the back of the cloak to tremble, attracting the attention of passers-by, as if there were women's toys hidden under the cloak.

"do not move!"

"Stop moving!"

"I know you can do it, okay?"

Only then did the single scabbard calm down.

It was protesting just now, saying that it could hypnotize and that as long as it controlled the other party with its spiritual power, it could easily make it fall asleep.

Reckless hypnosis!

Absolutely!

Shang He's mouth twitched and he gave a thumbs up to the single scabbard.

……

After going around in circles, Shang He came to the largest poisonous materials trading shop in the black market on the recommendation of several well-meaning stall owners.

"Hundred Poisons and Epidemic Center"!

The store's architectural style is flamboyant, with a square structure like a tofu block and luxurious and solemn silver-white decoration, giving it a sense of future technology.

In fact, it can only be regarded as selling medicine...

The business scope is very wide, selling poisonous materials, poisons, poison elves, poison trick scrolls, poison elves props...

After entering the store, Shang He started playing exciting games.

"Is there any flame queen venom here?"

"Can I buy [Five Poison Cigarettes] here?"

"This poison is the proud work of Bulta Poison Master. Can you help me contact Bulta Poison Master?"

A barrage of three questions attracted the attention of the audience.

Where is the fool?