Chapter 36 Underground Trading Ground

The two of them almost missed their lunch time while walking and chatting. Later, at Upton's suggestion, Ivan finally decided to go to the Dragon Bar not far from here for dinner and visit the underground trading market inside.

According to the other party, the Dragon Bar is different from the Black Rose Bar he has been to before. The boss behind the scenes is not a street rat or a noble councilor, but a former Sequence 8 Punisher Captain.

Therefore, even in the dock area filled with various gangs and official forces, the Evil Dragon Bar is an existence that almost no one dares to provoke. In order to better manage the wild extraordinary people, due to the lack of basic common sense, they risk their lives and try various things.

The occult enthusiasts of rituals have brought them under supervision invisibly and openly.

With the tacit approval of all parties, Swain, the former captain of the Punisher, opened an underground trading market in the bar. As long as outsiders were registered, they could not only freely purchase various materials and items, but also place items there.

Stall.

However, Swain will charge a 5% handling fee for all the profits. If you like something and don't have enough gold pounds, the other party will also provide usury.

It’s a huge profit, and you don’t have to worry about anyone defaulting on your debt…

We walked through two blocks with Upton and opened the bar door. Although it was already noon, there were not too many people in the Dragon Bar.

Inside the relatively spacious hall, there is a figure similar to a strong man in a boxing ring, explaining the attack moves to another person while swinging his body from side to side.

The bartenders and waiters were carrying barrels of beer and preparing simple ingredients for the incoming guests.

After bypassing the boxing ring, a burly man with thick chest hair and muscular muscles suddenly blocked the way of the two of them. He said enthusiastically on his bearded face:

"Long time no see... coming to shop?"

Nodding, Upton said with a calm expression that did not match his immature appearance: "Eat something first, and then go inside for a walk."

"What a coincidence, the store just got some silver cod, which is a delicacy that only the big guys in Backlund can enjoy, but..."

As he spoke, the burly man deliberately lowered his voice, glanced at Alvin who was carrying an explosive-modified shotgun, and then said carefully after changing the subject:

"If you go inside, I suggest you store that thing at the bar first. After all, that thing may scare some unofficial guests. I think you should understand what I mean."

"no problem!"

Before Upton could speak, Alvin raised his hand and threw the shotgun to the opponent without caring.

Seeing Ivan's actions, Upton opened his mouth hesitantly, as if he was worried that part of the exposed pump-action mechanism would be studied by the other party, causing technology leakage.

When the strong man walked to the bar carrying a shotgun with a smile on his face, Alvin waved his hand to Upton, found a table and sat down, and chatted:

"Don't worry, in the same era, a few ordinary weapons will not determine the direction of a war."

"An army using rotating machine guns can achieve a near-massacre victory over an army using ordinary muskets. This is not based on cutting-edge weapons, but on powerful manufacturing and logistics supply capabilities. After all, no matter how powerful a war machine is, there is no

With enough supplements, it’s just a piece of scrap metal.”

"So if anyone wants to do research, I will be happy to give them some advice, but only if they have the ability. The products in the handicraft workshop will only hurt themselves."

"The war is about logistics, and even more so the industrial system." At Ivan's prompt, Upton nodded slightly, remembering the history of the Church of Steam.

Some people think that it is the export of various weapons to various countries every year, which is enough to make the church extremely rich, and some people think that the God of Steam and Machinery is powerful enough.

But what cannot be ignored is the extremely high level of manufacturing and various industrial machinery technologies taught by the God of Steam and Machinery.

For example, Backlund University, the star in the Capital of Mando, is affiliated with the National Industrial Commission of the Kingdom of Loen.

Some time ago, the Backlund Artillery Research Institute, the Pulitzer Shipbuilding Research Institute, etc., which built ironclad ships for the Kingdom of Loen, all have followers of the Church of Steam or extraordinary people working in them.

The magic potion of the general path is even more powerful in various engineering technologies. Just like Russell Gustav, who laid the foundation of modern industry, he was once an extraordinary person who had a close relationship with the Church of Steam. This

It is almost a default secret within the church.

"Unexpectedly, Mr. Stinson not only has extraordinary attainments in various mechanical technologies, but also has detailed research on the relationship between war and technology."

While eating the lunch brought by the bartender, Upton thought absentmindedly: "Sure enough, as Acting Captain Ikanser said, the current Alvin is no longer the problem student he was before. There may be a person inside his body.

Amazing soul.”

"I even heard from Captain Ikan Sedai that the church's senior leaders privately gave him the codename 'Returner' based on the oracle!" (Note: Based on the previous article, Steam Princess and the church already know the protagonist ≈ Rose

Well, it has great use value, but I didn’t know that the protagonist came from Warhammer. If I knew the Warhammer world view, this article would not be possible. The Seven Gods don’t have to plug the cracks in the earth’s barrier. They would have to kill the protagonist if they jumped down and smashed their heads.

die!)

After eating a lunch at the Dragon Bar that was not sumptuous, but a large and affordable one, and led by Upton through several rooms, we found a warehouse similar to a wharf, with triangular steel beam supports on the top.

, a room nearly half the size of a football field finally appeared in front of Ivan.

At a glance, the center of the venue, which is comparable to a small flea market, is bustling with people. The horizontal and vertical stalls are filled with bottles, jars, weird herbs, unknown liquids, strange statues, and grinded pots.

Patched antiques.

Buyers are shopping around, asking for prices frantically, or standing still but remaining dismissive.

Some of the stall owners put things in a bad way, hoping that only those who would like to take the bait would take the bait.

Some were full of enthusiasm and eloquent, and a very ordinary jewelry was suddenly turned into an ancient wonder. They asked for eight pounds at the asking price, and finally reluctantly gave it up and gave it a tearful discount.

The familiar scene brought about emotional resonance, but also brought about invisible resonance, and the cry lingering in the ears.

"It seems that I have been to a place like this a long time ago. I remember that the stall owner kept talking about the things he made, soldered them, and gave them away... Everyone was laughing, and the laughter overwhelmed the sobs..."

While muttering to himself, Alvin's thoughts suddenly felt like rolling waves, violently hitting the island of memory.

At this moment, there was suddenly a fierce slap from Brunes in his pocket, and a very jumpy low voice: "Hey, you kid, wake up!"

"Sorry." Taking a deep breath, Alvin slowly stabilized his emotions.

"Any questions? Mr. Stinson."

At the same time, Upton, who was leading the way, noticed the abnormality and turned his head in confusion, only to find that there were beads of sweat on Alvin's forehead. He forced a smile and said:

"I just happen to want to buy something. If you find something extraordinary that can pull people into dreams, please help me keep an eye out!"

This is the fundamental purpose of his coming here!

Judging from the previous dream, if you want to gain the power of your true body, the weeping angel statue; the special ability of the soul to return to the throne in the dream; and the extraordinary items similar to those in the interrogation room that pull people into dreams are all indispensable.

The Weeping Angel that currently exists in the depths of his memory has been carved on the plate on his chest, so in order to avoid repeated deaths and damage to the body, all that is left is the extraordinary item that pulls people into dreams.

Of course, the more realistic problem is that he has no money now.

"If it doesn't work, just try the loan from Swain, the owner of the underground trading market. Anyway, he has the bicycle patent to cover it..." Ivan thought helplessly.

After hearing the request to purchase extraordinary items, Upton thought for a moment and said with some embarrassment: "There are not many extraordinary items here. They mainly sell some extraordinary materials, and they are usually worth a lot of money."

"How about we search separately and then meet here?"

Having said this, Upton suddenly scratched his head in embarrassment.

The inadvertent movements and the thick dark circles under his eyes made Alvin see the other person. He was tired after working continuously, and he also understood that it involved extraordinary items that can pull people into dreams, usually reaching the level of sealed objects. Even the official extraordinary people

Things that must be treated with caution may not be purchased even with a gold pound.

So without waiting for Upton to add anything more, Alvin nodded and directly agreed to the other party's proposal, and then started to search separately along the stalls next to him.

But just after walking a few stalls, a familiar sound of sobbing suddenly came from his ears, which shocked Alvin and almost thought that he had inadvertently triggered psychic resonance.

He hurriedly looked down at his coat pocket, only to find that Brunes, who was supposed to be sleeping in it, stretched out his head without any scruples in public, looked forward with a surprised look on his face, and praised:

"I asked you why your mood suddenly fluctuates so much. Look what I found. A half-sequence nine monster with such high inspiration that he is about to lose control!"

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