Global wonders have descended, and only I possess the treasure-hunting radar.

As soon as I returned to my room, a system notification appeared before my eyes.

Constitution +1.2

【Strength +1.2】

[Speed ​​+1.2]

【Spirit +1.2】

The attribute bonus has been increased to 16.7 times.

The 126 points of sin value once again brought Wang Yan a boost in attributes and attribute bonuses.

Upon returning, Wang Yan took out the bell that the peddler had given him.

I didn't press the button immediately.

The impact of the incident caused by "Mr. Grey" is significant.

The whole city is definitely investigating "Mr. Grey" right now.

The Bureau's artifact detection, monitoring systems, and field teams are estimated to have already been mobilized.

At this point, press the brass bell given to you by the peddler.

Security cannot be guaranteed

So Wang Yan prepared to wait until tomorrow.

The search efforts will be less intense then.

He found an abandoned, unfinished building.

Buy the spot for the Faceless God first.

Then, we can directly explore the dual realms of [theater tickets] and [the image of Yama].

Go and settle accounts with the peddler.

One night passed.

Wang Yan got up early the next morning.

I discovered that all the oddities I ordered yesterday have been delivered on time.

After collecting all 17 strange items.

A system prompt appeared.

[Task: Collect 100 rare items (94/100)]

Good, only 6 more pieces needed to complete it!

Afterwards, Wang Yan suppressed his excitement and went to school as usual.

Jiangdong No. 3 Middle School was much busier than usual.

There are more vehicles from the Administration Bureau at the school gate.

Several uniformed field staff members were also maintaining order.

The students were constantly talking about it.

"I heard we're talking about supernatural powers today?"

"That's a rare item!"

How did you know?

"My dad said he's an official!"

"Does that mean we also have a chance to become the ones who wield the weapon?"

"You're overthinking it. Rare items aren't that easy to get."

When Wang Yan entered the classroom, Lin Youyou was already sitting in her seat.

When she saw Wang Yan, her first words were: "After seeing the scene last night, I couldn't sleep all night. The blood and the limbs were terrifying."

"You said that the man in gray was so vicious, why did he help me back then?"

Wang Yan put down his schoolbag without saying anything.

Soon, the school's loudspeaker came on.

All students should gather in the auditorium.

The speakers sent by the Administration Bureau stood on the stage.

He spoke very cautiously.

The whole truth wasn't revealed all at once.

It only explained the basic concepts of strange objects, the dangers of calamities, how to call the police when encountering abnormalities, and that ordinary people must not handle strange objects without authorization.

The students in the audience listened very attentively.

Some people are nervous.

Some people are excited.

Some have even begun to fantasize about finding a rare object and becoming an official wielder of it.

Wang Yan wasn't very interested in this content.

There were many people in the lecture hall.

He lowered his eyes and summoned a trace of the aura of the King of Hell.

[Sin Devouring] unfolds gently.

Small strands of sin gathered together and were quickly swallowed by the [King Yama].

A system notification appears.

[Collected sin points: 161.]

[Constitution +2.2.]

[Strength +1.2.]

[Spirit +2.2.]

[Speed ​​+1.2.]

The attribute bonus has been increased to 17.5 times.

Wang Yan glanced at it and then withdrew his aura.

Although it's a little less.

But even a small mosquito is still meat.

After the presentation, the school scheduled several regular classes.

Soon it was time for Wang Yan to get out of school.

He did not walk with Lin Youyou.

He left the school alone, circled around a few times, and after confirming that no one was following him, he arrived at an unfinished building complex in the south of the city.

Construction here has long been halted.

There are no residents nearby.

There is also little surveillance.

Wang Yan scanned the area using the system's radar.

There were no unusual fluctuations within a five-kilometer radius.

He then went into the third floor of one of the unfinished buildings.

open.

The view is wide enough.

Suitable for hands-on activities.

Wang Yan took out a brass bell.

Just a gentle press.

Ding.

The crisp sound of the bell echoed throughout the building.

A few seconds later, the sound of a rattle drum came from behind him.

"Time to sell!"

"Trade-in your old goods for new goods".

"Life for life, item for item."

"Honest and fair pricing, for everyone, young and old."

The peddler, carrying a tattered bag, emerged from the shadows.

His smile deepened when he recognized Wang Yan.

"Oh, sir, we meet again! Have you prepared the birthday fruits?"

Wang Yan turned around and looked at it.

"Ready."

He raised his hand and waved.

Two hundred-year-old longevity fruit appeared in my hand.

The peddler took a deep breath, and a hint of greed flashed in his eyes as he looked at the longevity fruits.

"Excellent! Excellent! It's 200 years old, and the quality is even better than that from Changsheng Town."

Wang Yan continued.

"Now that you've inspected the goods, how about I get the exact location of the Faceless God?"

Seeing that the peddler remained unmoved, Wang Yan raised an eyebrow slightly.

"What, you're not accepting it?"

"Sir, it's not that we don't accept your order."

The peddler rubbed his hands together and smiled somewhat embarrassedly.

"But the price needs to be raised a bit."

Wang Yan looked at him with displeasure.

"Last time you said it would be two hundred years, why are you trying to raise the price now?"

The peddler nodded repeatedly.

"Yes, yes, it's the two hundred years I mentioned."

"But you don't know, that Faceless God is hiding too well."

"I traveled a lot and took a lot of risks in order to find him."

"So the situation has changed now... three hundred years."

"I guarantee you'll get a 300-year-old longevity fruit, and I'll provide detailed information. You definitely won't regret buying it!"

Wang Yan smiled.

He knew all along that the peddler wouldn't be honest.

I just didn't expect him to raise prices so easily.

"OK."

Wang Yan then took out a 100-year-old longevity fruit.

"Three hundred years, give me news."

The peddler's eyes lit up.

"You are very generous, sir."

After saying that, he reached out and rolled up all the three hundred-year-old longevity fruits into a large bag.

Then, he took out a folded piece of paper and tossed it to Wang Yan.

"The location of the Faceless God, and some other related information."

"Believe me, it's absolutely worth the price."

Wang Yan caught the note.

He didn't open it immediately.

Instead, he looked up at the peddler.

"Sir?"

The peddler paused upon seeing this, realizing something was amiss.

I tried to run away, but it was too late.

Wang Yan put the note away.

The image of Yama (the King of Hell) had already appeared on his face.

The black mask fits snugly against the skin.

The dark golden flames lit up.

Inside the unfinished building, black stone steps emerge from the ground.

Blood-red spider lilies grow along the cracks.

Deeper still, the shadows of the eighteen levels of hell pressed out little by little.

The peddler's smile vanished, replaced by apprehension in his eyes.

He hadn't expected that Wang Yan would also possess an S-class artifact.

I was careless.

He took a step back.

"What are you doing, sir?"

"I only run a small business, I can't accept such hospitality from you."

"How about this, I'll pay you some toll, and you'll let me go?"

Wang Yan looked at the series of crimes that appeared above the other person's head.

He said coldly, "You're raising prices on the spot, buying and selling human lives, and using fieldwork as merchandise to threaten me."

"You even sold that information to the Faceless God! Tell me, should I kill you?!"

The peddler's eyes changed slightly.

He didn't care about the first few points.

But how did Wang Yan know the last one?

As Wang Yan finished speaking...

The Eighteen Levels of Hell are now fully revealed.

The peddler's tattered bag suddenly bulged.

The rattle drum sounded urgently.

A phantom-like domain, resembling a general store, also expanded from beneath its feet, forcefully resisting the shadow of hell.

The peddler looked up, but the smile on his face was gone.

"Sir, a business is a business. If someone wants to buy your information, I can't very well refuse, can I?"

"But it's not right for you to turn your back on me now. Do you really think I'm someone to be trifled with?"