Chapter 173: This is expensive! This is also expensive!
When Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru expressed their intention to return to the technical high school, the player did not take the outstretched hand and boarded the Rainbow Dragon.
"What's wrong?" Geto Suguru didn't take his hand back.
Player: "We're running low on some essentials."
In the first two missions, the magazine was emptied.
Xia Yujie nodded in understanding, but he seemed a little hesitant: "Do you need our help?"
Gojo Satoru displayed a completely different attitude from Geto Suguru, advising him with a victorious attitude, "You're too controlling, but you'll be disliked by your juniors~"
"...Do you think you're so popular among the younger generation?"
Geto Suguru paused, no longer insisting on competing with Gojo Satoru in words. Instead, he asked with a slightly worried and hesitant tone, "Is it okay to be alone?"
"Although encountering a curse caster in such extreme circumstances isn't common...but with Ryoumen Sukuna's appearance last time, word might have gotten out."
——Then target the players.
Judging from his expression, he seemed to have a lot of persuasive words to say, but he restrained himself and said, "Call us if you need anything."
The player thought for a moment, took out the necklace from his collar, and put the halo on it on Ryoumen Sukuna's finger.
——Although due to its size, the ring can only be barely stuck on the first knuckle of the finger.
The player showed it to Geto Suguru: "This way you won't lose it."
"...I'm not worried about Sukuna's fingers." Geto Suguru said helplessly.
Gojo Satoru represents the opposite type of senior from Geto Suguru, specifically his irresponsible attitude of letting players go: "Only the strong can become my junior!"
Player/Suguru Geto: ...
"Hahahaha, I'm just kidding," Gojo Satoru said, his index finger and thumb placed on his chin, grinning broadly. "After all, with me here, the threshold to becoming a strong person will naturally be raised. Maybe in another hundred years, there'll still be a chance to reach the edge."
...isn't much better than the previous sentence.
"Eh? Why are you leaving?" Gojo Satoru's confused voice came from behind. "Shouldn't you say a few more goodbyes?"
The voices of Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru in the back gradually faded away.
After walking far enough away to no longer see the Rainbow Dragon, the player uttered a curious "Huh?"
【Psychic】+15!
when?
I don't understand the conditions at all.
Through the contact information given by the auxiliary supervisor, the player contacted an intelligence dealer in the black market.
The price was agreed upon over the phone and the other party agreed on a meeting place.
The player found a man who matched the description at the bar of the izakaya—an information dealer who called himself Kong Shiyu.
The player sat down next to him. He turned his head and quickly glanced at her. After confirming her identity, he pushed a bulging envelope towards her. The paper envelope made a heavy sound on the bar.
He was in no hurry to speak, and simply relaxed and drank alone while the players confirmed the goods.
The player opened the envelope and found magazines stacked tightly together inside, which looked like they could be used for a while.
"Thank you!"
Kong Shiyu stopped the player from taking the money and said, "No hurry, this yakitori is pretty good, let's try it together."
The player didn't react to this direction: "Huh?"
"Can you drink?" The man dressed in elite attire smacked his lips regretfully, savoring his sake. He put on a casual chattering attitude, "Although I'm also responsible for □□, but because of this person who contacted me, I haven't seen him in a long time, and it took me a lot of effort."
The player apologized uncertainly, "Thank you for your trouble?"
"Ha, I don't mean to take credit for it." Kong Shiyu looked at the player in surprise and chuckled, "I can only say that I was a little surprised. People who come to me usually seek information."
He half sighed, half complacently said: "That's my main business, and it makes more money."
The players listened intently.
Seeing the players' interest, Kong Shiyu became more talkative. "The fastest way to make money is definitely to get information about the high-level sorcerers. 'Six Eyes', 'Spirit Manipulators'... Information about them will fetch a high price no matter how many times they are handed over."
It’s really valuable, two seniors.
"It's true that Rokugan was chosen for 100 million yen."
Kong Shiyu looked at the player with a strange, matter-of-fact look, as if she had asked a well-known question: "Of course. ...But no one will take it at this price."
Players get it: anti-bidding price!
Kong Shiyu shook his head: "Apart from those two people, there is an unconfirmed piece of news that has been very popular recently."
The man held the wine glass, staring at the swaying liquor inside, and said intriguingly: "It's not just on the black market, even in the curse world, there are rumors that the Curse King who died a thousand years ago..."
He turned his gaze towards the player: "...reappeared recently."
The player blinked and nodded, "I see!"
Kong Shiyu's gaze swept across the face of the person in front of him, then retracted without any abnormality, and sat back down. "It is said that it is related to the new students admitted to the technical college this year. She has an unclear connection with Ryomen Sukuna, but it is speculated that it is some kind of spiritual summoning method..."
"Now, those who dream of harnessing the power of the Cursed King, or who are fanatically following Ryoumen Sukuna, have driven up the price of Ryoumen Sukuna's finger to an unimaginably high level."
He wet his fingers with wine and drew specific numbers on the bar. By the time he wrote the last zero, the first one had dried.
Wow.
The player sighed in his heart, as Ryoumen Sukuna's fingers did not react at all.
"What a pity..." Kong Shiyu clicked his tongue, "There's no demand for it even though it's priced well."
"Eh, it's surprisingly rare?" The player took out the necklace, trying to find something unusual about it. "Looking at Senior Wu's attitude, I thought it was unimportant..."
"Of course, this has been passed down from thousands of years ago. It's a cursed object transformed by the Cursed King. It only has twenty fingers..." The man, who looked decadent and frustrated, faltered in his argument as he turned around. He choked on the wine in his mouth, "Puff..."
Player: Oo?
"Ahem, you... Ryomen Sukuna? He..." Kong Shiyu coughed, his words intermittent, his face flushed, and he looked completely sober. "How dare the high school allow you to walk around with this thing now?"
"School shouldn't be a prison?" the player asked uncertainly.
He took a deep breath and calmed down: "I'm sorry, I lost my composure."
"I just didn't expect you to carry it with you..." Kong Shiyu said, his eyes always subconsciously looking at Sukuna's fingers. In his eyes, they were completely equivalent to the symbol of money. "So... do you have any intention of taking action?"
He recovered from his shock and displayed his professionalism as a tipster: "If you want to sell, now's almost the highest price. If there's no further activity, this little splash will soon fade away."
Ryoumen Sukuna's finger should belong to the high school's property...?
Do players only have temporary ownership? The right to use?
"Don't worry about that. No one will care." Kong Shiyu smiled and said nonchalantly, sitting closer to the player. "If you can provide a way to summon Ryoumen Sukuna, you can get a price that is not inferior to Sukuna's finger."
"Either way, they're both easy to sell right now." Kong Shiyu gestured, "We'll split the profits 20-80. I can guarantee no one will know the source was leaked by you. How's that?"
——Knock knock.
The bent finger bones tapped on the table, two orderly sounds, interrupting Kong Shiyu's increasingly heated one-sided conversation.
Looking towards the source of the sound, an arm stretched out from Kong Shiyu's left.
Following the smooth muscle lines of that arm, he looked up, and saw a pair of dark green pupils staring at the player with an ambiguous expression, his lips twitching: "Let's talk?"
"Let me introduce you, this is..." Kong Shiyu suddenly remembered that there was a client next to him.
"No need." Fushiguro Shigeru raised his hand to stop him, forced a smile, and said something intriguingly.
"We know each other."
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