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Chapter 51 51. My resentment at work is enough to give birth to nine evil sword immortals

While Dan Xinzhai is purchasing medicines, it will also ask alchemists to try to decipher the formulas.

If the formula of the pills I sold is deciphered by someone else, I can only blame it on my own lack of skills and cannot blame anyone else.

Therefore, alchemists often add ingredients that interfere with decryption in addition to normal refining.

The manager asked softly, "Do we need to investigate his background?"

Master Gu narrowed his eyes slightly, thought for a moment, and shook his head to reject the proposal. "Not for now. If the investigation attracts his attention, he might have a bad impression of us. It is not a wise move to offend an alchemist casually."

Most alchemists have strange tempers, and Master Gu is not completely sure whether Mo Hao is the alchemist.

If you rashly investigate the other party, it will easily be regarded as a provocation, thus making unnecessary enemies.

Danxinzhai opened its doors to do business, not to seek enemies.

Moreover, the other party did not tell his name at all, and it was obvious that he had made up his mind to leave after completing the business.

After leaving Danxinzhai, Mo Hao continued to wander around the black market casually. Although he saw many things that interested him, he did not buy anything on impulse.

At the same time, he quietly pricked up his ears, listening to the conversations between the waiters and customers in each store, as well as other people's chats.

He just wandered around until he came to a store.

This shop has no signboard, no billboard, and not even a name. There is only a pattern of a piece of paper carved on the two doors.

Mo Hao paused at the door for a while, then tried to push it open. The door was ajar and not locked.

There seemed to be someone inside, so Mo Hao walked in.

When you enter, the first thing you see is the sign hanging on the wall - Fengyu Information Resources Co., Ltd.

This is the first time Mo Hao has seen a formal company name in this black market.

Below the company sign, there were four or five closed doors, with an "empty" sign hanging on the door handles.

Apparently, these rooms were not yet occupied.

"Welcome to Fengyutang, what news do you want to know?"

A flat voice without any ups and downs came from the side behind me. When I turned around, I saw a man wearing a plaid shirt and glasses.

He looked unkempt, with messy hair as if he hadn't taken care of it for a while, and the dark circles under his eyes were so thick that they looked like smoky makeup.

At this time Mo Hao realized that the voice just now was not flat and without ups and downs, but weak.

A programmer on the verge of sudden death.

This was the first impression the other party gave to Mo Hao, or the only impression.

But his attention was not on this, but on the company sign, "Feng Yu Tang?"

"Fengyu Information Resources Co., Ltd., but our peers and customers are used to calling us Fengyutang, and over time the boss has also used this name."

It seemed that this was not the first time he explained the name to others. As the man in the shirt spoke, he opened one of the closed doors and invited Mo Hao to go in.

There were only two chairs in the small room, a very simple plastic table in the middle, and a printer in the corner. The man in the shirt put his laptop on the seat, his voice still so weak, as if he was forced to do business, "Wind Language Hall is dedicated to serving you, may I ask what information you need?"

"The current situation of each Grand Void Realm, the latest official policies, the movements of general-level wild beasts in the wild, whatever you want to know, we have it."

"The above is just an advertisement, just listen to it. Our company doesn't have that much ability. If what you want to know is too special, then I can't help you."

Now Mo Hao understood that Feng Yutang was indeed engaged in information resources, or intelligence transactions.

Mo Hao didn't have any particular information he wanted to know. He glanced at the man in the shirt. After merging with the phantom ghost, he had some of the phantom ghost's vision.

In his eyes, dark resentment was constantly emanating from the man in the shirt.

"You...are you okay?"

"…It's okay, of course it's okay." Although he said that, the shirt man's gnashing teeth made it clear that no one would take it seriously. "It's just that the guy who should have come to take over last week has delayed the handover for a week. When I called him, he was either singing karaoke or taking a bath. He couldn't leave the store during his shift, and he ate the steamed buns in the refrigerator that were frozen like stones for a week!"

But those two words sounded more like a roar full of resentment.

“Can’t we order takeout?”

"Takeouts don't go to the black market, and I can't leave until I hand over my shift."

It sounds really pitiful. Mo Hao now understands where the resentment in the other party that is almost enough to feed nine evil sword immortals comes from.

I have already entered someone else's store, it seems a bit unreasonable not to patronize it.

At the same time, he did want to know something. Mo Hao paused, then stated his request, "Do you have any information about Xiahou Wu, a one-star Taixu Realm explorer and a two-star wild beast hunter?"

The man in the shirt quickly typed on the keyboard and soon quoted a price, "Xiahou Wu, professional, the transaction currency is Xu crystal. Simple intelligence is 500 Xu crystals, detailed intelligence is 5000 Xu crystals."

The tenfold price difference made Mo Hao frown. He had never expected that the information provided by his class teacher would be so expensive that it would cost him a quarter of the Xu Crystals.

"Let me give you some simple information."

Mo Hao did have enough Xu Crystals, but it was impossible for him to spend them without limit. Besides, although he was curious about his homeroom teacher, this curiosity was not to the point where he would spend so much money to satisfy it.

The man in the shirt didn't say much. After deducting the amount from Mo Hao's card, he pressed a few buttons and the printer next to him started working, leaving black fonts on the white paper.

The man in the shirt placed a few sheets of paper on the table and pushed them in Mo Hao's direction. "You can only read them in this room. You can't take them out or record them."

Mo Hao picked it up and took a look at it. He could only say that the simple information was worthy of the word "simple", except for the accurate data such as height, weight, and blood type.

As for other aspects, whether it was strength or ability, only a rough range was given, and in terms of life experience, there were only vague words like "I appeared at a certain time and place".

Mo Hao doubted that he could get this information by himself as long as he got along well with the class teacher for a few months.

After reading the information, Mo Hao casually stuffed it into the shredder beside him, "What's the price for the information about the Tielian Gang and its leader Tie Yixiong?"

This time the shirt man replied quickly, "Tie Yixiong, professional, trading currency is Xu crystal. 1000 Xu crystals, detailed information of all the people in the Tielian Gang."

"so cheap?"

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