People Are in the Kingdom of God, and They Have Just Taken Place in the Adult Room Chapter 272

Francis Dreamland

The road to the black market is as dim as ever.

At this time on weekdays, Scott could still see one or two pedestrians. For some reason, he couldn't see him alone today. This made him subconsciously press down on the jazz hat and tighten the hidden sword cane in his hand.

It's also funny.

In the past, he was most afraid of seeing strangers in the black market of dreams, lest he would expose his whereabouts.

But suddenly he disappeared, and his heart became anxious again.

As a senior occult enthusiast, he is no longer a fledgling boy, and he knows the dangers of walking in dreamland.

Once he dies here, he will lose his dream self and will never be able to step into it from now on.

If that's all there is to it, the inability to continue to study the occult that he loves is something he cannot bear.

In anxiety, Scott came to the location of the black market.

Before stepping into the door, his scalp was numb.

——The black market is gone!

No matter how cold and sluggish in the past, the black market where there were stalls and shops, no one was seen today.

Could it be the wrong way?

He looked around subconsciously, and some iconic buildings were vividly visible.

No wrong way!

What happened here?

Could it be that he fell into the legendary illusion?

Thinking of this possibility, cold sweat wets Scott's shirt.

He quickly took out a monocle, stuffed it in front of his left eye socket, and carefully looked at his surroundings.

——This is a magical creation he bought at a high price. It can see through the falsehood and look directly at the ghost.

As a result, looking around, he didn't find any illusion mirages?

This is the black market he often comes to!

"Mr. Scott?"

With a hello, Scott, who was looking around, trembled and almost threw the monocle out.

Fortunately, the rather familiar voice made him calm his mind, and after looking at the sound, he saw an old man with a high hat walking out of the darkness of the black street.

"Mr. Carlisle?" Scott was overjoyed when he saw this.

Carlisle can be called a guide for his occult knowledge, and he is also the owner of the black market magic shop "Rose".

It was under Carlisle's guidance that he stepped into the field of occultism.

He also likes to buy many magic materials from Carlisle's booth.

"Mr. Carlisle, what's wrong with...? What about the black market?" Scott asked quickly.

"Black market? There will never be a black market again."

"This is not Day of the Dead, this joke is not funny."

"Hehe, I'm not kidding, the black market has moved, I'm probably the last businessman who stayed behind."

"Relocated? Where did you move? Why did you suddenly move?" Scott looked surprised.

"It's not that **** Arthurs did a good job!"

Carlisle muttered vaguely, annoyed.

He has become accustomed to the black market in front of him, suddenly changing the environment, and possibly even changing the rules of the game, so he is naturally very uncomfortable.

But if you don't adapt, you have to adapt.

He dared to stay till the end, but he dared not cross the red line in the early morning.

Otherwise, once you provoke the lunatics in the church, ten lives will not be enough to squander.

Especially yesterday, the passenger flow of the black market dropped sharply. After inquiring about it, I learned that the new bishop Arthurs had caught all the heretics in the city overnight, which directly caused the popularity of the black market to collapse.

This incident can be said to have made the black market merchants both fearful and annoyed.

Many people have even decided to move to the black market in other cities.

"what?"

Scott didn't hear Carlisle's muttering clearly.

"Nothing? Are you going to have a look?"

Carlisle greeted him casually, and he decided to run away if things were not right.

"Can't ask for it!"

Scott was overjoyed, and he was slightly relieved.

Occult studies consume a lot of materials, and often a magic involves dozens or even hundreds of materials.

For example, the most commonly used essential oils in magic rituals have more than ten categories and nearly a hundred small categories.

Depending on the need to please the gods, each formula has subtle differences.

A little deviation may even make the gods dissatisfied, or even point to an unknown existence, causing magical accidents.

Therefore, in order to ensure the accuracy of the magic ritual, these essential oils dare not borrow the hands of others, and you can only be relieved if you make them personally.

If there is no such a gathering place as the black market, it would be almost impossible to collect it from personal connections alone.

"By the way, Mr. Carlisle, why did the black market suddenly move?"

"This is what the Bishop meant."

"Master Bishop? That black-eyed alien Arthurs?"

"Yes."

"He can even manage the black market?"

Scott looked surprised. In his impression, the black market belonged to a free circle of occult enthusiasts.

How could it be under the jurisdiction of the bishop?

Carlisle laughed.

"In Francis, he is the only king, understand? See him respect him later, I don't want to smell you in the human blood."

Scott's expression suddenly froze.

During the conversation between the two, there were gradually more pedestrians on the road.

Obviously, the news of the relocation of the black market shocked the occult circle. Even those who rarely go out could not restrain their curiosity and came to take a look.

From a distance, Scott saw a group of people gathered in a clearing.

This vacant lot is a reflection of the dreamland of Charles Square.

In the land of dreams, Charles Square looks a lot weird.

The statue of Governor Claire looked left and right, and there were a large number of faceless young children running around the square, suddenly appearing and disappearing.

However, these didn't attract Koster's attention at all, he subconsciously stood on his toes and looked around.

"What about the black market?"

Carlisle didn't answer, he was also looking around.

In other words, most of the occult lovers who gathered here are looking around and whispering.

Only a very small number of people who know the inside story are calm and measured.

"Heaven...Look! Heaven!"

With an exclamation, everyone in the square subconsciously looked up.

Scott is not surprised.

With this head up, Scott's expression could no longer calm down.

God, what did he see?

miracle!

He saw a miracle!

I saw a gray sky suddenly floated up a series of gray puppets, like dust gathering, and like darkness spitting beads.

These gray horses, in the unbelievable of everyone, converged, merged, and stacked to build a magnificent floating castle.

With the completion of the castle's transformation, a giant stone gate rose from the ground in the center of the square.

"Dreammaking? No, no, no, no, the land of dreams is a reality after all, not an absolute illusion, this is clearly a fantasy!"

A muttered aphasia, drifted into Scott's ears from the side, making his scalp numb.

"Is this the new black market?"

"Can this be a black market? This is simply a white market!"

After a while, the surroundings became lively, and noisy discussions clamored for Charles Square.

Some people talked a lot;

Some people can't wait to step into the stone gate that has risen from the ground.

"Go and see!"

Carlisle greeted and walked quickly to Shimen.

Scott quickly followed after hearing this.

Raise one's foot and step into Shimen, and the horizon shifts.

Looking around, Scott has already arrived in a rotunda.

Without waiting for him to observe carefully, a luminous sphere suspended in the middle of the hall attracted his attention.

When he looked at it intently, a vain mirage appeared in front of him.

"This……"

Scott lost his face in shock, subconsciously stepped back and looked away.

In an instant, the phantom mirage disappeared.

He looked around with a look of surprise, thinking someone secretly released magic on him.

Unexpectedly, they saw everyone who was equally shocked.

Scott realized something, he looked up at the luminous sphere again, and the phantom mirage appeared in his vision again.

At this moment, an enlightenment was born in his heart, and it seemed that this was the magic of the new black market.

"Dream City?"

Looking at the big characters on the Mirage, Scott seemed to be exposed to the occult for the first time, with both fear and excitement.

Following the instructions above, he raised his hand and waved to the void, and the phantom mirage suddenly changed.

Countless texts and pictures are stacked on top of them, and there is so much information that Scott has a dazzling feeling.

The merchandise shown above made his face flushed even more.

Countless magic materials and objects he had seen, never seen, knew, and didn't know were displayed on it, reached out and clicked on it, and even had a simple text introduction.

He knew the mysticism was vast.

But when this sea of ​​smoke was displayed in front of him in a visual way, this shock and excitement was like the first time he successfully performed magic.

Especially when he inadvertently turned to the magic material that he couldn't ask for, he was trembling with excitement!

So that he can't wait to find a way to buy and sell.

At this time, people like Scott abound.

Compared with the obstruction and chaos of the traditional black market;

The new black market, no, it should be said that the dream market is transparent and open, not to mention buying, just browsing, there is a kind of eye-opening, increasing the sense of knowledge!

However, not everyone is extremely excited.

When the black market merchant Carlisle saw the dream market, he felt cold and completely dumbfounded.

As one of the black market vendors, one of his secrets to making money is to buy low and sell high.

To put it bluntly, it is to eat poor information.

As a result, Dream City, he has it, Dream City has it, and he doesn't, Dream City still has it. And there is always something cheaper than him. With this transparency, how can he sell it?

What?

Buying low-priced goods here and reselling them to other cities?

This is indeed a way.

But he dared to guarantee that if this road is done today, there may be profits, and after today, it is guaranteed that only the hard work of running the road is left.

Because everyone is not stupid.

"Damn! I knew... I knew..."

Carlisle, who was already very repulsive of the new black market, became more and more annoyed when he saw it, muttering gloomily, but after all, he did not dare to utter some words.

Did you just give up Francis and go to other cities?

But how far does he have to go to get rid of the influence of the dream market?

Even after getting rid of it, everything starts from the beginning, and the future is still elusive.

Carlisle was silent.

At this moment, he hated Bishop Arthur in his heart.

etc!

Lao Tzu doesn't make money, how do those teaching lackeys make money? Is it hard to earn a hard time? Or do you expect small profits but quick turnover?

Carlisle was keenly aware of the crux of the problem.

He carefully observed the products in Dream Market, only to discover that the above products were divided into two types:

One is retail consignment;

One is the star store monopoly.

The former, as the name suggests, can be sold by everyone, and the price is very confusing. The same thing, some prices are extremely high, some are extremely low, and it is confusing.

The latter is a virtual shop.

Among them, the price of goods is neither high nor low, which also means that the profit margin is not high, but it will not be too low. After all, it is profitable.

"So that's it!"

After a little research, Carlisle was keenly aware of the secret of teaching lackeys to make money.

Compared with retail consignment sales, the star store monopoly is undoubtedly more professional. Under the constraints of the evaluation system, everyone dares not to be kidnapped easily.

Among them, the more praise, the better the reputation, the higher the star rating, and there will undoubtedly be more repeat customers.

Therefore, even if the price is generally higher than retail consignment, it will have most of the market.

In other words, apart from price, retail investors will have no other advantages!

"price advantage?"

As his thoughts wandered, Carlisle's eyes lit up.

"In fact, I can still eat the information gap, rely on my eyesight, buy retail goods at low prices, and sell them at high prices. Even with this platform, I don't need to run errands. I just need to stay here, and I will continue to purchase energy. Shipment."

Thinking of this, Carlisle's depression was wiped out.

He hurriedly ordered a low-priced product, intending to verify his guess.

I don't want to, jump into the picture before him, directly making him struck by lightning!

[Friendly reminder: Use appraisal treasure, third-party inspection, sell comfortably, buy rest assured! 】

FAK!

As soon as this page came out, Carlisle's blood poured into his chest, his scalp numb, and his whole body chilled!

'Arthurs--you, do you still give it a way to survive? '

Carlisle is going crazy!

However, how angry he is, the sellers and buyers are happy.

Occultism is very complicated and covers a wide range of subjects.

Not everyone is proficient in magic materials?

This has also caused the phenomenon of false and genuine in the black market to be so rampant that some occult enthusiasts would rather spend more money than buy reliable products from people they know.

But consumable items are easy to buy, but some precious things are not easy to buy.

As a result, some magic experiments are often delayed for three or five years because of the lack of one or two materials.

Nowadays, this dream market not only has a wide variety of goods, it is extremely easy to find what you need, but also has a third-party appraisal as a guarantee. How can this make everyone unhappy?

In fact, not only buyers are happy, but Star Shops are also ecstatic!

Since the opening of Dream City ~www.mtlnovel.com~, the volume of transactions influx has exceeded the sum of their usual day.

It is true that there are new stores opening, impulsive consumption factors.

But looking at the products that had been thrown in the warehouse for several years, and no one cared about them, they suddenly sold out today, and then suddenly realized that it was not that the things were not easy to sell, but that they could not find a buyer.

No matter how famous the physical store is, such as the exposure rate of Dream Market, it is still as dark as the firefly to Haoyue.

In the dream market, you can search at hand and show it immediately as long as you have it. Coupled with some impulsive consumption, the transaction volume will naturally rise!

It is true that the prices of these commodities are generally not high, and they cannot be sold at two, three, or even five or six times the price of the past. However, with small profits but quick turnover, profits are only higher than in the past.

At this moment, the doubts disappeared, and many people even regretted it after learning about the sales of their peers.

What do you regret?

Regret for not bidding for advertising space or top position!

Chapter end