Love and passion, cutting up the wasteland.

In the previous chaotic battle with Qin, Lu Meng left a lot of weapons in the drilling hole. Except for those that played a relatively large role, the rest were just consumed in the hand-to-hand combat.

The battle was fierce, and with the strength of both of them, neither of them had time to take care of it.

Some are embedded in the rock wall, and some have fallen into the water. The central area is high and deep, so it will take a long time to salvage them.

Lu Meng walked forward.

He stroked the newly sharpened blades, smiled, put them away one by one, and finally sheathed them.

When Zhou Jing behind Lin Ji saw the sharp blade leaving a blood-red trail in the air, his eyes were slightly envious, but he just shrugged and didn't say much.

"Is that all?" Lu Meng turned around and looked at Lin Ji.

"That's all..." the Inquisitor repeated subconsciously, then sighed, "Of course not."

"Come this way."

As she gestured, she and several members of the Black Claw cleared the way and led Lu Meng into the interior of the specialty store.

The lobby of the store was extremely luxurious, with various exhibition-like counters lined up in succession. The goods for sale were placed in transparent glass windows, which looked more like private collections than commodities.

The prices are comparable.

Lu Meng only took a glance and had a rough overview, and such a "modern" scene could probably only be seen in towns with depression lagoon-level productivity.

Ordinary relay stations can't compare to it.

Between the booths, there were people dressed as technology hunters guarding them. They were not necessarily the front-line hunters who had actually explored the ruins. They lived in the depression lagoon, and their lifelong duty was to receive guests and maintain order.

There was no need for them to recruit, as almost every booth was packed with people, and the sounds of discussion and bidding were endless.

At one of the booths, a leader dressed as an aristocrat and his guards appeared particularly imposing.

Regarding financial resources,

Shi Cha was still quite confident.

For him, what he experienced a few days ago was very exciting. Fortunately, Nan Ding and others who were traveling with him seemed to have quite a lot of connections, and even had a relationship with the mechanic.

Although the subsequent secret talks had nothing to do with him, and the caravan was only led there to have good food and shelter, being able to wait until the sun rose and the clouds cleared and the wind and rain faded away was undoubtedly the best thing for a serious businessman like Shi Cha.

Therefore, he hurriedly sent people to clear out the goods, exchange them for coins, and purchase some necessities and special products that were only available in the depression lagoon.

As for Shi Cha himself, he still had the habits of a child from an aristocratic family and preferred to try his luck in this Taobao-like specialty store.

A sweep.

A lot of fine little junk has been taken down.

Su Cheng on the side looked at the host's appearance and could only shake his head helplessly - just now, Shi Cha took a fancy to a treasure that was said to be dug out from the southern wetlands, but although he was determined to get it and thought that the price he called out could surpass everyone else, there were always people who offered a higher price.

Shi Cha blushed.

Obviously, he has reached the top.

Although this bidding method is not as formal as that of large-scale auctions, as long as people know who the owner behind it is, few people would dare to deliberately raise the price and cause the item to fail to sell, even without a deposit.

Now, among the crowd here, only Shi Cha and the opponent were left bidding, and the rest of the people who gathered around were not so much interested in the goods as they were here to join in the fun and watch the show.

This time, it was Shi Cha's turn to make an offer.

But just as Shi Cha was constantly assessing his bottom line, and the crowd was expecting and guessing what new price the little noble would offer, a hand patted his shoulder, and a low voice came from his ear:
"For this thing...three times the premium is the limit. Any higher is not worth it."

Before Shi Cha could react, Su Cheng on the side was so shocked that he pressed the hilt of the knife - he actually allowed someone to approach the master's house silently without him noticing.

Even though there are good and bad people here, it's not right.

However, when he saw who was coming, his hand loosened and he just nodded.

Shi Cha was still a little annoyed. This was undoubtedly questioning his own judgment - let alone a three-fold premium, after all the hype and exaggeration, the price of Kaicoin had at least increased five or six times compared to the original price.

But the reason why he still insisted was because he felt that even if he got it like this, it would still be profitable.

In a small way, it was just an ordinary transaction to pick up goods; in a big way, it was a battle that gambled his career. The family motto of his Shi family was to treat every battle as the last one, and the mall was his battlefield. Otherwise, he would not have been able to achieve the third-level franchise of the guild so quickly from scratch. He was just gambling with the dignity of the president...

"You... uh." Shi Cha turned his head and was about to argue, but suddenly stopped talking, and then a smile instantly appeared on his face, "Oh, it's you, sir, it's been a long time."

Lu Meng nodded: "Did you write this letter?"

"Let me know, let me know... whatever you say is what it is." Shi Cha said with a look of understanding, while calling Su Cheng, "Let's go, sorry, we don't want this thing anymore."

Lin Ji on the side leaned against a pillar with his hands on his hips and watched as several people passed through the hall. It was still quite crowded and only the gaps between the groups of people could pass through. However, they had no intention of using their privileges to clear a way. After experiencing the previous martial law and high-pressure blockade, it was time to give these merchants an outlet without disturbing them.

But when Lu Meng was halfway there, he said he saw someone he knew, so Lin Ji went to wait for him.

Seeing that the Inquisitor was waiting, his subordinate Black Claw had no choice but to do nothing.

During this trip, several people did not wear the uniforms from Black Scratches. After a period of reorganization, the swift and decisive action of Black Claws has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Although they do not bring fear like the law enforcement team, once they show up, they will definitely attract a lot of attention and discussion.

And that doesn't seem to be what their censors want.

Shi Cha's change still caused a commotion among the onlookers.

According to their observation, this young noble had been so determined to win before, but who would have thought that he would suddenly give up after a few whispers?
Lu Meng's voice was very low. To ordinary people, only Shi Cha and Su Cheng who were nearby could hear it. However, the host who was in charge of the display counter and maintaining order moved his ears and frowned slightly.

He was about to speak, but then he thought of something, so he stepped back and continued to maintain his business smile.

"Wait, are you teasing me?" However, the host had no objection. Someone else spoke up. It was the opponent who had been bidding against Shi Cha. He was a burly man. Judging from his fancy clothes, he should be the leader of a wealthy merchant company, but he had a short temper.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to confront Shi Cha.

"Brother, what are you saying? I gave the thing to you, but you are not happy after getting it?" Shi Cha looked nonchalant, but he was secretly complaining in his heart.

Just kidding, do you know who this big brother next to me is... Well, I don’t know either, but he is a big guy who you can’t afford to mess with.

As the leader of a second-level franchise, never mind whether they really see that the goods are bad or have other intentions - just listen.

However, in the eyes of the sturdy brother, everything in this scene seemed to be a little wrong.

"You guys...are not working together to set up this scheme!" He recalled the offer he had just made and his face changed.

From his perspective, at the beginning, there were many interested people bidding together, but in the end everyone gave up, and only Shi Cha, his opponent, was left, who was in a stalemate with him.

The price has been raised very high.

It would be fine if it was normal competition.

He will be convinced by whoever gets it.

But the other party just gave up so easily, and because of this person who suddenly showed up... Isn't it obvious that this person was hired?
Seeing that he was acting too realistically with his face flushed and ears turned red, he would have no way out unless he cried out his last. He was almost trapped, so he invited another person to pour cold water on him and let him back off... You said that if a master of pretending is to hire an old man with a Taoist look or a bachelor with ground glasses, they can't even pretend to be real!
Too perfunctory.

The rich and strong man felt insulted.

"Sir, don't say that!" Before Shi Cha and the others could react, the host's face changed. Although there must be some unspoken rules in such a venue, what you said already involved a direct accusation against the host.

"Please." Shi Cha rolled his eyes secretly and greeted Lu Meng, "These days..."

However, once the host opened his mouth, it seemed to confirm the strong man's guess. His face became even uglier, but he didn't dare to get angry.

This is the territory of technology hunters after all.

However, he glanced at the backs of Shi Cha and Lu Meng, and secretly gestured to call his servants to follow them - the technology hunter would never admit it, but the Tona you recruited might not.

Follow the clues.

He had to find evidence no matter what.

"Snapped."

A soft sound.

A man held the burly man's shoulders and stuffed something into his hand: "This is the collection you bought."

The rich man was interrupted and was about to lose his temper.

I suddenly felt a chill on my back.

"Sir, rules are rules, this is your own decision." Zhou Jing behind him said slowly, "One hand over the money and the other hand over the goods, so far, everything... can be regarded as nothing happened."

In the distance, the members of the Black Claw were just dressed in ordinary clothes, but when they looked over there, a murderous aura was revealed.

Even if that was just how the merchants felt, the technology hunters who were hosting the meeting had already recognized them and said nothing.

"That's the one who's behind it." Zhou Jing secretly pointed at a thin and inconspicuous figure in the crowd. "If you still remember, he gave up in the third round to create atmosphere. There's nothing wrong with that... What, do you trust me?"

"Of course."

After seeing the decoration on the adjutant's sleeves, the sturdy man paused for a moment, then gave up all his thoughts and said flatteringly, "You guys helped me find the lost truckload of goods. Do you remember, sir?"

"I can't remember, there are too many." Zhou Jing said frankly, patted his shoulder, and left the crowd.

"You figured it out?" Lin Ji said with interest as he watched Lu Meng say goodbye to Shi Cha after giving him a few instructions.

Lu Meng coughed lightly and confessed:
"That's what I made to earn foreign exchange..."

The Southern Wetlands are too mysterious to the outside world. For a long time in the past, they have often been visited by technology hunters and other poachers, such as the former City of Colons. It can be said that many ancient ruins have been dug out.

Therefore, it is normal for it to circulate in the market.

But with Lu Meng becoming the king of the swamp and unifying the southern wetlands, this situation has changed, but past habits cannot be changed quickly; he was annoyed and simply took the opportunity to ask the craftsmen to make some gadgets and give them to the water tribe, so that they could use them to fool those who sneaked in.

Just think of it as “insider trading”.

Unexpectedly, after circulating around, it even reached the lagoon in the depression.

"So," Lin Ji laughed out loud, "or have we been tricked?"

"Aren't you the ones who make the most money?" Lu Meng said calmly, "By opening a market like this, you can do whatever you want. Some buyers don't really care about the authenticity, they just need an endorsement to hype it up."

After the prices are driven up, new people take over the market from the depression lagoon.

The only benefit to be said is that it does not cheat the poor - those who are either rich or powerful cannot participate at all.

This is almost becoming hard currency within the upper class circles.

"Yeah." Lin Ji nodded in agreement, and then said, "But in this world, there are still some more valuable things - not for sale."

"Give me your silver card." After leaving the hall, they had arrived at the inner warehouse where items were stored in the depression lagoon. Facing the iron-like gate, Lin Ji stretched out his hand to Lu Meng.

(End of this chapter)