Mechanical Alchemist

　　　　 "This guy's bloated body is not a disguise, but is it really a physical change caused by aberration?"

　　 Su Lun looked at the dazzling words [Semi-distorted Human] that appeared on the head of the cloak stall owner, and felt a little weird.

　　 Distortion is distortion, and there is also the term "semi-distortion"?

　　 What kind of state is this stall owner now, a person, or a monster?

　　 This again involves Su Lun’s knowledge blind zone.

　　 But thinking, sensible, should be regarded as human.

　　 He didn't think too much, and instead focused on the potion on the booth.

　　 Things are good things, and the prices are really cheap.

　　 At this moment, if Su Lun has money in his pocket, he will definitely buy these potions. The packaging is so simple, it is impossible to sell it, but it is also excellent to keep it for yourself.

　　 Unfortunately, he has no money.

　　...

Su Lun did not intend to give up this opportunity to "leak up". When watching the crowd scattered around the stall, he walked over and said directly: "I plan to take all of you medicines, but I didn't bring enough. Cash. Can you leave another contact method and contact you when I find the money? Of course, everything is done in accordance with the rules of the black market."

　　 There is nothing wrong with that.

　　People in the black market are very vigilant. Most of them don’t keep their own contact information, but you can leave an intermediary. For example, some pubs and hotels have special services for sending messages to guests. The two parties agree on a secret code, get it by themselves, and complete the transaction without seeing each other, which is safe and concealed.

　　Because he has no money for the time being, he wants to talk about the contact information of the stall owner first, and then think of a way to hook up.

　　Pharmaceuticals are still secondary, no matter how expensive the price difference is, there are only four.

　　 If these potions were made by the stall owner himself, it would be a continuous source of supply. This would be the real "big leak", not a one-off sale.

　　 The gang still has some channels for selling pirated or illegal drugs, and Su Lun will be able to find a way to turn the drugs into cash. As long as there is enough supply, it is not impossible to get rich in a short period of time.

　　 The owner of the black cloak was overjoyed when he heard that someone wanted to buy his own medicine.

　　 After listening to Su Lun's words, he immediately shook his head and said, "No, I only need cash."

　　"..."

　　 Listening to his tone, Su Lun seemed to be in urgent need of money.

　　 But when I thought about it, I suddenly realized that such a good medicine is sold at a low price, and it must be an urgent need for money.

　　 This also made him even more curious about the identity of this guy. The pharmacists who can refine this kind of medicine are all the elites of the upper class society in the inner city. Dare to show up, 80% of them are wanted criminals or something.

　　 After another nearly a minute, Su Lun racked his brains and talked about a few plans, but the stall owner stubbornly had to make cash transactions now.

He knew that if he continued speaking, he seemed a little bit ill-informed, so he could only retreat and said: "That's really a shame... If you change your mind, you can leave a message at the "Three Muskete Tavern" on Green Street at any time. The code is 'Pigeon'. I get news and will contact you as soon as possible..."

"This..."

　　 Hearing this, the stall owner seemed to hesitate.

　　 Obviously, he also knew that his potions were not easy to sell, and finally met an interested buyer, and he didn't want to just give up like this.

　　 Just when he was hesitating whether to agree, suddenly he seemed to have seen something in the crowd, and a panic flashed in his eyes: "Sorry, sir, I have to go in a hurry..."

　　 said, before Su Lun had any reaction, he put away a few potions in the booth and mixed into the crowd in a panic.

　　...

　　Su Lun had noticed that the stall owner's eyes were erratic before, and he seemed to be afraid of being recognized.

　　 Seeing him leave suddenly, he was a little surprised.

　　 Yu Guang glanced at the crowd in the black market, and didn't know who the stall owner saw so panicked.

　　咦...It seems that you have met those two windbreakers before?

　　 Su Lun didn't look much, narrowed his eyes, and mixed into the crowd.

　　 His own identity is not visible, and staying for a long time is useless.

　　 But with this brief exchange, Su Lun also guessed that the stall owner was young and polite. The tutor should be good, he was short of money, had a distorted body, and had a lot of knowledge in pharmacy...

　　Thinking about it in Su Lun's mind, he had a rough guess about the origin of the stall owner. Probably from a family of internal doctors?

　　Although people are gone, he has done everything that should be done, and he didn't bother to worry about it anymore.

　　 Looking at the lively black market in front of him, Su Lun narrowed his mouth with a little helplessness: "I hope he will contact me..."

　　...

　　 I have been here several times before, and Su Lun has roughly figured out what the various shops on the black market sell.

　　 He didn't waste time in the shops with savvy bosses, wandering all the way, and slowly walked to the temporary shed area at the bottom of the black market.

　　 The black market today is probably because of the emergence of relics and treasures, and many rich people have come to hide the bigwigs. As a result, many speculative vendors have come.

　　 Some of the big chambers of commerce from the inner city have changed their brand names.

　　 Merchants are chasing profits, but no matter what black market is not black market.

　　 After all, although the outer city is poor, the population is dozens of times that of the inner city, and the low-end market also has huge profits.

　　 Those low-end goods, second-hand goods, and defective products that cannot be sold in the inner city, UU reading www.uukanshu. com is a top seller in the outer city.

　　Such as high-end textile junk, obsolete steam equipment, mechanical prostheses...

　　Su Lun passed by the stalls with a large number of mechanical prostheses, and took a look, the military mechanical prostheses eliminated from the inner city were indeed good. Although old and detachable parts, they are definitely fine-quality parts in the gang machinery modification shop.

　　 These military machinery are all "prohibited goods", and the inner city will be destroyed in a concentrated manner and will not be shed. I don't know where the speculators get their supplies.

　　 However, waste machinery and prostheses are not cheap, costing tens of thousands. A mechanic with good eyesight may be able to make a difference of 20 to 30% of the price of disassembled parts, but buying a few pieces at random requires a large amount of capital.

　　Su Lun doesn't have that much money, and the mechanical parts are not suitable.

　　 I walked a few more temporary shops, most of them are like this, but if you have money, you can operate it. But the empty glove white wolf wanted to miss the opportunity, but didn't find it.

　　 Su Lun finally had no choice but to leave the black market.

　　...

　　 Although Su Lun had been careful enough, he chose to leave when the crowd left.

　　 I didn't think about it, but I was still in trouble.

　　 Seeing him as a single person, those who squatted outside the black market stared at him.

　　【Death Reaper】Every time you harvest the soul fragments, you will almost get a slight increase in mental power.

　　 At first, Su Lun didn't realize how important this attribute was. Later, as the perception value slowly increased, he realized that this is a more real life-saving ability than what strength and agility.

　　 After the mental power increases, the crisis perception ability increases.

　　The hostile gaze is like a light on his back.