Luck taken away? It doesn't matter, I quietly become a god

"Of course there are." Lin Dao nodded slightly: "There are always some people who, due to various reasons, are inconvenient to purchase elixirs through regular channels, so they can only come to the black market."

"Oh oh..."

Rong Shu understood Lin Dao's intention of bringing her here: "So, senior brother brought me to the black market because he wanted me to be a hired alchemist in the black market?"

"Yes." Lindao nodded.

"You don't have to worry about collecting elixirs. You can continue to refine elixirs, increase your proficiency, and finally earn some spiritual stones. No matter how you look at it, you won't lose anything."

Finally, Lindao warned again: "But be careful, don't be too showy."

"Okay, senior brother."

"..."

Later, Lin Dao explained the rules of the black market to Rong Shu.

Fighting is not allowed in the black market. Once discovered, you will be expelled and will not be able to enter the black market again for life.

But this is only a restriction on the surface. There is a mixed bag of good and bad people in the black market. If you are not as skilled as others and let others kill you behind your back, then you deserve it.

Another point is that the black market will not be responsible for anything that happens.

Lin Dao took Rong Shu into a shop and bought a small, palm-sized mirror.

"This is a communication device commonly used in the black market. Take the Jiugong Mirror and notify me if anything happens."

Lin Dao also has a piece on hand. After exchanging spiritual information with the newly purchased piece, he can communicate at any time.

"Senior brother, what's the matter with you?" Rong Shu looked startled after hearing Lin Dao's words.

Lindao nodded: "I have some things to do in the black market. You can wander around the black market at will. As long as you don't go to some remote places, there will be no danger."

Rong Shu: "Yeah."

Lin Dao thought that Rong Shu was only at the fourth level of Qi Refining. Although he knew that he couldn't blindly interfere with the little girl's growth, he still felt uneasy.

"I added some sword energy to the Jiugong Mirror. When you are in danger, just use the mirror to take a look."

"There is also this defensive formation, which can be carried with you at all times. It can independently resist the full attack of monks below the Void Refining stage. It is enough for you to use the Jiugong Mirror to notify me to come over."

"This is a seventh-grade speed pill. It's for you to use to escape if something goes wrong."

"..."

Rong Shu was caught off guard, with a formation plate and a bottle of elixir stuffed in each hand.

Seeing that Lin Dao still seemed a little worried, Rong Shu quickly said, "Senior brother, this is enough. I'm just here to make elixirs, not to seek revenge and fight."

"Well, please be careful and if anything happens, inform your senior brother immediately."

"it is good!"

"..."

Lin Dao watched Rong Shu put the Jiugong Mirror, array disk and elixir close to his body before leaving the place.

After Lin Dao left, Rong Shu also began to explore the black market on his own.

Rong Shu was not in a hurry to set up a stall to make alchemy right away, but first went to find out what the approximate rate of elixirs produced by the hired alchemists in the entire black market was.

I don't know if I don't ask, I'm startled when I ask.

More than half of the alchemists are basically liars.

Whether the scammer escaped or was found and beaten by his employer is not mentioned for the moment.

As for the other half of the alchemists, at least 20% to 30% would secretly steal some of the elixirs.

The overall elixir yield rate of the alchemists hired on the black market, for a batch of elixirs, the elixir rate is around four to six.

Then, the employer has to split the pot equally with the alchemist. In the end, there may only be two or three pills that can actually get into the hands of the employer.

However, this is only the overall average pill formation rate. The pill formation rate of a small number of alchemists is around eight pills.

After Rong Shu understood it, he had a plan in mind.

My own pill formation rate can be controlled at around four to eight pills.

To the outside world, it should not be too conspicuous, nor should it be too unflattering. It should be enough to show the rate of six to eight pills.

No matter how much he said, Rong Shu would have no choice but to be ignorant.

Later, Rong Shu decided on a room dedicated to refining elixirs in the black market, as well as the location where he would set up his stall.

A total of 3000 spirit stones were paid, which was half a month's rent on the black market.

But for this little bit of spiritual stone, Rong Shu could make it back by refining the elixir for a few days.

After everything was ready, Rong Shu started the first day of business.

Before setting up the stall, Rong Shu took a first-grade elixir that could make his voice hoarse.

Although it is not as good as the seventh-grade voice-changing pill given by Senior Brother Lin Dao before. You can specify the tone of the voice change at will, but at least you can make a disguise.

Rong Shu put up a sign in front of the stall, which read——

"Second-grade alchemist

The rate of becoming a second-grade elixir: 40%

The success rate of a first-grade elixir: 80%

Number of pills: four to eight

Pay the full amount first, and the elixir will be released later. No after-sales service."

The alchemists in the black market are all arrogant, but the monks here have never seen such an arrogant alchemist.

The word "arrogance" is simply carved on his forehead.

However, the black market is different from the ordinary market outside.

The emergence of such an arrogant alchemist immediately attracted the attention of others.

After Rong Shu waited for two hours, the first person who wanted to try crab finally came forward.

Rong Shu looked at the figure and saw that he was a man.

The man said directly: "I want to place an order."

"can."

After Rong Shu responded, he handed him a wooden sign with the number "one" on it, and on the back, the address and room number of Rong Shu's alchemy room were engraved.

This sign was a small tool that came with Rong Shu when he rented the alchemy room.

"How many furnaces."

"Four furnaces."

There were not many four furnaces, so Rong Shu said: "Come to the alchemy room in the afternoon to pay the full price. The alchemy room will deliver the goods tomorrow morning."

There are so many people coming and going here, it is not suitable for customers to directly tell them what elixir they want to refine.

Therefore, the rule here in the black market is to go to the alchemy room and tell the alchemist the pills you need.

The man also knew the rules here. After putting away the wooden sign, he turned around and left.

After the first one, there was the second, the third...

At the end of the morning, it was Rong Shu's first time doing business on the black market. His credibility was not very high, and only seven people came to place orders.

However, Rong Shu was not in a hurry.

After she helps these seven people refine the elixirs, if they all give positive feedback, there will be a steady stream of customers in the future.