The Disqualified Commander of the Abandoned Shipgirl

"Anyone need 'equipment'?"

"Don't take the ones with marks."

"Then get out of here right away."

Several people were talking noisily in the narrow room.

"I have some dry food here."

"It's useless."

"I bought it."

"..."

"I have a disc I got from Sakura Empire. It's from the old times."

"Hmm? Is it true?"

"It's authentic. If it's not authentic, I'll give you a real one!"

"Get lost! This thing is worthless if you exchange it for a new one."

"I didn't expect to meet someone knowledgeable here?"

"I know a little bit, is there anything else?"

“And there are photos from the old times.”

"Oh, look, look, this is what we should trade! Look at what you guys brought out?"

"..."

No one really refuted this.

Although there are KanColles in this era, not everyone is qualified to own one.

That is a toy that only the commander can have.

Where do ordinary people get that money?

Rubik's Cube, you need money, right? Oil, you need money, right?

The most important thing is to have a soul network.

This thing directly divides people into two types.

"Humph, that's funny... I'll show you what hard currency is."

As he spoke, someone took out a syringe.

"what is this?"

"Could it be..."

"That's right." The man sneered and said, "This is a radioactive needle."

"Hiss...how did you get this kind of thing?"

"Tsk, don't you understand the rules of the black market?"

"Oh, sorry, I was abrupt."

"There is only one tube of this. It is worth five times the market price. If you can afford it, take it."

"..."

This price is too high.

However, after a brief silence, someone still chose to buy it.

The function of this thing is very simple.

There is a certain probability that ordinary people can become commanders!

But the risks are clear.

Will die suddenly.

As for the success rate, it’s hard to say.

Generally speaking, it’s 10%.

It may be less than 10%.

Anyway, it was a real life-threatening situation.

But for some, it's still worth the gamble.

"To be honest, I'm more concerned about the origin of your radioactive needle."

The man who paid a high price for the radioactive needle put it into a special small box and then asked.

"I've already said it, the rules of the black market—"

"I can pay for it." The man interrupted the black market merchant and said, "Here, everything can be traded. I'm very interested in the channel through which you were able to get this radioactive needle. Name your price."

"Humph."

The businessman took a look at the person in front of him, then stretched out his hand and slapped him with five fingers.

"can."

The man replied directly.

"I still have one finger."

The businessman added another finger.

Six figures.

This is no small price to pay.

Just for a channel that we don’t even know if it’s stable or not.

The six-figure price is simply not worth it.

Others basically think the same way.

But the man's answer still exceeded everyone's expectations.

"can."

"……what?"

This time it was the businessman's turn to be shocked.

"I mean, I want six figures, not one hundred thousand, I want nine hundred thousand!"

"I said yes."

I originally wanted to use a sky-high price to make the man in front of me give up the idea.

But the man still responded in a very calm tone.

"..."

Suddenly, you could hear a pin drop in the entire space.

The others who came in to trade unconsciously stepped back.

The businessman standing in front of the man also smacked his lips after a brief moment of stunned silence.

A guy in trouble.

"And what's your answer?"

"...No, my channels are not for sale because they are not in demand."

"Okay, then I won't be aggressive."

The man picked up the small box that had contained the radioactive needles.

"Farewell."

"..."

Only after the man left did the air in the entire space begin to flow again.

"Oh no, you're screwed."

Many people looked at the fellow businessman with sympathy.

"Go away, go away!"

The businessman waved his hands irritably.

The expression on his face was extremely ugly.

We are all in this business, how could we not know what’s going on?

However, since he dared to sell that thing, he must have a way to get out of it.

I just didn't expect to be so unlucky today.

After this episode, all transactions continued.

People coming out from all kinds of places became buyers, and similarly, people coming out from all kinds of places also became sellers.

None of them asked about each other's identities, because through some miraculous channels, they temporarily treated this place as a temporary free trade zone.

There's everything here.

"Your emergency repair fluid is too expensive."

"This is the normal price on the black market, miss."

"Really? I don't think other people are charging this price at all."

"Well...others, that's their price. I naturally have my own price."

"Okay, goodbye then."

"Hashibean Sack——"

The businessman had no choice but to call out to the guy who clearly had the intention to buy.

Damn, I wanted to kill more.

It turns out that the other party is not a fool.

Yes, although he doesn’t look very old, he can still find a temporary trading point in the black market.

The probability of being a sucker is quite low.

But, so what?

As a businessman, you just have to give it a try.

How do you know you can’t earn more if you don’t try?

The man thought about it, and then tossed the portable repair fluid in his hand.

Also called emergency repair fluid.

It doesn't matter what it's called, it's the same function anyway.

"Then let's go with the normal black market price. It's not easy to find a buyer who needs this thing... One hand pays the money, the other hand delivers the goods. Is that okay?"

"can."

The businessman stared at the other person closely, fearing that the next second this guy would take out not a terminal but a naval gun.

In fact, if you hang around in the underworld for a long time, you will encounter all kinds of strange things.

Whether it's mutants that sneak into human society, or sirens that sneak into human society...

Well, I haven't encountered the latter yet.

However, Sirens under human control have been seen several times.

Therefore, any accident is not a surprise to the battle-hardened black market merchants.

But for the sake of money, they have gone to the dark side, so what else are they afraid to do?

Seeing the money coming in, the man breathed a sigh of relief and handed over the bottle of repair fluid.

"Here you go."