Overgod Ascension

"Please come with me, sir!"

After confirming Wu Ming's identity, Mouse Quark respectfully led the way and led Wu Ming to the southern district of Wuthering City, a place similar to a slum.

There are a large number of poor and helpless citizens gathered here. They have no dignity or wealth, and they will do anything to survive.

Theft, robbery, fraud...all kinds of crimes happen here all the time.

Every day, there would be several more corpses in the stinking ditch, and everything that could be used had been stripped away, as if they were bare pigs.

The chaos of public security meant that even if the city guards were on duty, they would not dare to go deep into the city without gathering dozens of soldiers.

These people who have nothing, they dare to do anything!

In this dark place, the dark rules that govern it are such that even the nobles are not willing to touch them easily.

"This is……"

Seeing Quark stop in front of a large building, Wu Ming raised his head slightly in surprise: "Slave market?"

"Yes, this is the largest slave market in the entire Whistling City! No! The largest slave market in the entire Fengying Plain! Here you can find slaves of any kind, even indescribable high-end goods..."

Quark winked.

‘Is it the blood of a noble? ’

Wu Ming understood immediately. Although it sounded incredible, compared to the lawless slave traders, there was nothing they dared not do.

Enslaving a noble of noble blood must satisfy the psychology of many big shots.

Of course, for the sake of the nobility's face, this kind of thing should be forbidden on the surface.

‘Perhaps the black market and the slave trade… are all backed by the Earl of Blue Mountain! ’

Wu Ming understood everything in an instant.

He followed Quark into the market, and a strong fragrance immediately hit his nostrils, as if trying to cover up the smell of sweat and fishy smell.

The entire market looks like a special small street. The shops on both sides are full of all kinds of slaves, from the most basic adult men and women, to serfs who know how to farm, and finally to advanced craftsmen.

There are also more special items, which are the repertoire of each store. Unless the customer shows a certain degree of sincerity and financial resources, they will never be seen.

"Come and see! My slaves are all the strongest! In order to catch these wild people, I killed eight warriors!"

A fat slave owner whipped his whip loudly. In front of him, a dozen wild slaves were half-naked, showing their strong muscles, with dull and numb expressions, performing various performances to show their strength. .

"The best female slaves are all strong and strong. It would be best to take them back and breed them with the serfs!"

On the other side, a row of more than a dozen women stood with barely any hair on their bodies. The same as those male slaves, they all had marks representing slaves on their bodies, apparently branded with a soldering iron. They were specially placed in a conspicuous position to ensure that they could escape to There is no way to get rid of the slave status to the end of the world.

"It's really..."

Wu Ming looked at the scars on the face of a female slave and was speechless.

"Do you want to buy some female slaves, because you think they are not pretty?"

Quark next to him obviously misunderstood his meaning: "These are the daughters of lowly wild people. The real female slaves who serve the big shots are behind. After careful training, their appearance and temperament are first-class..."

"Are they also going to be branded slaves on their faces?"

Wu Ming was somewhat dissatisfied with this approach.

"Of course... this is the proof of all slaves! But in order to preserve the beauty, it can be branded in less obvious places, such as the back of the neck or shoulders..."

Quark chuckled, with a very lewd tone: "There is also a kind of top-grade female slave, whose skin is as smooth as silk and porcelain. They will receive preferential treatment and wear collars with slave symbols..."

He smacked his lips and looked very regretful: "It's a pity... I have only seen a female slave of this level once, at the highest auction in the black market..."

"Where is the black market? You didn't bring me here to buy slaves, did you?"

Wu Ming asked.

"Of course...I am bringing you, sir, to meet the reviewer!"

Quark brought Wu Ming into a very ordinary slave trading company and knocked on the counter in a regular voice: "I want to see your boss!"

When the waiter who was originally sleepy heard the voice, he suddenly woke up and said, "I'll take you there!"

Behind the trading house, Wu Ming saw the auditor that Quark said was an old man wearing one-sided gold-rimmed glasses.

He was wearing a crimson tuxedo, with his silver hair combed meticulously, like an old scholar preparing to attend a banquet. He looked deeply at Wu Ming and Quark, and said in a vicissitudes of voice: "The night gave us black s eyes!"

"For those who seek the light!"

Quark replied solemnly. After the gang incision-like ceremony passed, the old man looked at Wu Ming and said with a smile: "Welcome, new guests, people who go to the black market for the first time, all need to be inspected by our auditors... …We will strictly maintain neutrality and will not care about the identity or purpose of the customer. As long as you show enough strength, you will be our most distinguished guest!"

"Enough strength?"

Wu Ming threw a small leather bag over: "How about these?"

The leather bag contains all his savings so far, about a hundred gold delongs, which is enough for an ordinary farmer's family to live for decades.

"Hehe... barely enough!"

The old man curled his lips, seeming a little dissatisfied, and said to the respectful Quark next to him: "You little mouse, you have introduced an official guest this time, and you will get the reward you deserve. What happens next?" , it’s not something you can participate in..."

"I see!"

Quark bowed: "I'll take my leave now, my lords!"

He turned around and left without any hesitation.

"this……"

Wu Ming was a little surprised.

"Guest, please come with me!"

The old man put his hands behind his back and smiled: "Does the customer think that even the rats in the sewer can participate in our transaction?"

"It sounds like the standards are quite high...I'm looking forward to it..."

Wu Mingyi was brave and not afraid of what the shop owner might do, so he followed him to the backyard.

There, a carriage with no windows and tightly covered on all sides was waiting.

"It will transport you to the venue. May you get what you want, sir!"

The old man bowed slightly and watched as Wu Ming got on the carriage and gently closed the door. The surroundings were suddenly plunged into darkness.

Squeak! Squeak!

The horse snorted and the axle rolled, and the carriage started to move.

Wu Ming was half-lying on his seat, resting his hands on his head comfortably, but his astonishing sense was paying attention to his surroundings all the time.

Immediately, he was very speechless to find that after the carriage took him in a large circle in Whistling City, he still came to the South District in a roundabout way, even very close to the slave market.

"arrive!"

The car door opened, and the driver's voice sounded like stone from outside.

Wu Ming stepped out of the carriage and saw a huge courtyard surrounded by high walls. A group of guys with a fierce aura were watching him warily.

"The black market is inside, please follow me!"

A waiter wearing a bow tie came forward with a smile, led Wu Ming into the house, and then took a candlestick and opened a downward mechanism.

"Are you so careful with every guest?"

Wu Ming followed the waiter into the passage and went all the way down, seemingly deep into hell, and couldn't help but ask.

"When we get to know each other well... we won't have to go to such trouble!"

The waiter smiled mysteriously and opened the door in front of him: "Welcome to the ant nest!"

Wow!

A wave of heat and noise came, with great contagious power.

What appeared in front of Wu Ming was a huge underground cave with many tents set up. All kinds of mercenaries, adventurers, assassins, thieves, and hidden nobles and knights gathered enthusiastically around it. Pointing at a certain item, or bidding fiercely, arguing with the stall owner about every Jin Delong.

From time to time, more people appeared from the surroundings, converging into the black market, and many people went out. Everything was in order, without stopping for a moment.

"A sophisticated and complex ant nest..."

With just one glance, Wu Ming was sure that this cave had countless passages, and it was even clearer.

Whoever controls this place will be the king of darkness in the entire Whistling Castle!

"As a guide, I would like to remind you one last thing!"

The waiter smiled and said: "Cherish every Jin Delong in your pocket. Today happens to be the day of the monthly auction. There is nothing you can't buy here!"

He leaned forward slightly, and the rolling stone in front of him automatically covered the passage, as if it were a rock wall.

"The person who built this place must be a mechanism master and used supernatural power..."

Wu Ming was sure of this and started wandering around casually again.

"It is indeed a black market!"

He stopped in front of a weapons stall, looked at the furnishings on it, and his eyes twitched slightly.

In the center of this stall, there is a complete set of knight armor, including gauntlets, knee pads, helmet, steel boots, inner armor, outer armor... none of them are missing, and what is more conspicuous is a complex and elegant one on top of the armor. Noble emblem!

"Who dares to buy such a thing and wait for the death of the family to which the knight belongs?"

Wu Ming took a quick glance and saw more weapons, including crossbows and other military crossbows.

"As long as you have enough Jin Delong as a guest, I can even get you a bed crossbow!"

The weapons dealer patted his chest and promised, but Wu Ming thanked him and left without hesitation.

"Sure enough... there are a lot more good things than outside..."

After just a few rounds of shopping, Wu Ming sighed to himself that this trip was indeed worthwhile.