"From out of town? Traveling, treasure hunting, or attending a feast at sea?"
Seeing that he didn't say anything, the boss started smoking.
The mixed smell of cigarettes and alcohol filled the air, and Su Mingan frowned slightly.
"Both." He responded.
"You don't look like someone who needs any gold or jewelry." The boss smiled. "But you are interested in the cannibalism?"
"Boss, aren't you interested?" Su Mingan saw that other locals seemed to be very interested in this.
"No." The boss blew out a puff of smoke. "...I haven't lived enough. Those crazy people want to go to Cloud City after living enough. I can see the truth clearly. The place where the gods live in the legend is not so easy to get to...By the way, you came here alone to gather information? Where are your family members?"
"It's just me." Su Mingan asked, "Boss, what exactly is the feast on the sea?"
Seeing that this familiar boss seemed unwilling to leave, Su Mingan simply started asking questions.
"What other rules could there be? It's just fighting." The boss smiled. "The specific rules of the annual sea feast are changed, but they are basically the same. The contestants kill each other in this small broken city... The winning team can meet the princess and get a pass to Cloud City."
...similar to what Su Mingan knew.
Seeing that there was not much information about this sea feast, Su Mingan turned to ask what he was really interested in.
"Boss, do you have a map?" He leaned back slightly, deflecting the smoke rings exhaled by the boss.
"What map?"
"A map of the city."
"Oh, what a coincidence, young man." The boss tapped the table with his thick knuckles. "As for the map, it's a coincidence that you asked. I'm the only one selling it in the east of the city. The other families are all fishermen and don't sell maps."
"Price?" Su Mingan said.
His biggest advantage so far was the pile of Ater Stones on him. He had counted them before and they were enough to be counted 120 times, which was all the stock on the Ater.
He had asked Elena before if the locals would accept other items, as he still had a bunch of health bottles and retired equipment in his backpack, but he got a negative answer. The dungeon didn't seem to want to give players this loophole, and the NPCs didn't accept the equipment and props brought by the players.
If you want to trade locally, besides using the local currency, you can only use special items produced by the current copy, such as the Stone of At.
Therefore, it was not wrong for Elena to say that he was a “fat sheep”.
He did carry enough stuff on him to buy a city.
Hearing his words, the boss's eyes moved slightly.
He stood up, searched in the cabinet next to him, and pulled out a yellowed parchment.
"Keep them well. Maps are not easy to make, and I only have three in stock. Just now, a stranger like you came and bought one, so I only have two left."
The boss slapped the parchment in front of him.
Su Mingan glanced at the map.
[Special props: Praia panoramic map]
[Praia Panoramic Map: With this map, the streets and alleys of Praia will be as warm as home in front of you. ]
...and it’s actually genuine.
During the team chat, Su Mingan knew that the map of Sea City was a precious item, and there were many players in the channel chat who were willing to pay a large sum of money to buy it.
But now... he just found a random tavern, asked about the map, and this thing appeared before his eyes.
"What's the price?" he asked.
"The foreigner who came to buy just now, I asked him to pay 300 kohl (currency)." The boss rubbed his beard and glanced at him with his small eyes: "You..."
Su Mingan looked at him.
“Knock, knock.”
The boss gave a playful smile.
He tapped his thick knuckles on the wooden table. “Drink this juice.”
“…”
"Drink the juice and I'll give you the map for free," said the boss.
Su Mingan laughed.
He didn't know whether this was the benefit of his S+ charm or his boss was deliberately making things difficult for him.
How could he possibly drink a drink that he didn't know what was added to it?
"Name your price, I won't drink the juice."
"Not drinking?"
The boss raised his thick eyebrows.
His face darkened a little: "It's just a glass of juice, young man, why don't you give me, the boss, some face?"
"Businessmen, one hand pays the other hand delivers the goods, why force others to drink." Su Mingan said calmly: "You sell the goods, I pay, isn't it an equal exchange?"
Having watched the World Channel, he had a rough idea of the value of three hundred coll.
One hundred colls is equivalent to ten camp contribution points, and three hundred colls is only thirty camp contribution points.
He can afford it.
But he felt something was wrong with the boss's attitude of forcing people to drink.
Sure enough, when he said the words of refusal, the person in the corner moved.
Broad shadows walked out from the corner, and when he looked up, he found that his table was gradually surrounded.
Even the drunkards who were drinking and throwing dice opened their bloodshot eyes and stared at him with pairs of big eyes like copper bells.
The singing dancer stopped singing and someone slowly closed the wooden door.
Facing everyone's malicious gazes, Su Mingan tapped the table with his fingers.
"I see." Su Mingan said, "You are in the same group."
Just now when the boss sat down, he thought he was a good man who had kept himself out of the chaos and was here to protect him. Now it seemed that this group of people were in cahoots with each other.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
