Through the fog, across the bridge.
The scene in front of me is different from the Second Ring Road.
Under the rainy and gray sky, there is a dilapidated street.
The street signs are faded, junk is piled up on the street corners, and the wet road surface is bumpy, making it look even more sneaky and sad.
The few people who had entered earlier have now disappeared.
Few people have successfully entered the first ring, except for some well-known news, such as being appreciated by the city lord, obtaining a certain secret treasure, and soaring to the sky.
Or with the help of the city lord, someone realized his wish.
“…”
There are many similar good news, but if you want to be more specific, such as the situation within the first ring, or the detailed information of the city lord, or the name of the person who obtained the secret treasure... etc., there is very little disclosure in this regard.
Walking along the street, the faint light from the surrounding street lamps casts a blurry shadow on the road surface.
Everything here is the same as in the real world!
When turning a corner, Qiao Yuan stopped.
A scene that he could hardly imagine appeared before his eyes.
The sign on the left clearly indicates that this is a market.
For the first time, he saw "people".
In a snack shop in the distance, there stood a pale, thin middle-aged man wearing a chef's uniform, as if waiting for customers to come. He did not move or say anything, and his expression gave people a gloomy and cold feeling.
Looking down, you can see some familiar foods displayed.
Pickled pepper chicken feet, chicken and duck, cold stew, mixed vegetables...
There was a raging fire in his eyes, and the true form of these foods appeared in Qiao Yuan's eyes.
Um?
A little unexpected!
I originally thought it was some bad stuff, like human flesh and blood, but it was just an illusion. I didn't expect it to be really good stuff.
The main ingredient is spiritual liquid, and the ingredients are not ordinary ingredients, such as raw poultry fed with spiritual liquid. There are also some secret ingredients that are very nutritious for the awakened.
These things are of great help even to sixth-level awakeners. If they are kept outside... it can only be described as a luxury.
Ordinary city leaders are not eligible to enjoy this benefit.
“…”
…
At another stall, there was a woman in a red dress. Her face was so pale that it was almost transparent. In front of her were some crystal beads, bracelets and other things.
These are also some good things. Qiao Yuan can vaguely sense that these crystals are extraordinary.
It seems to have a certain bonus effect on the awakened ones' cultivation.
Walking slowly through the middle alley, the people setting up stalls on both sides were guarding their stalls indifferently.
Finally, Qiao Yuan stopped at a stall selling antiques. Sitting on the stone steps was an old lady with an ugly face and dry skin, like the bark of a tree hollowed out by time.
The patterned carpet is filled with various porcelains and pottery jars, unknown animal bones, mutton-fat jade and strange-shaped stone products.
With a slight movement of his eyes, Qiao Yuan discovered several strange objects in it.
It is not comparable to those low-level weird things. One of them has even reached the level of a top-level intermediate weird thing.
“…”
This market sells a wide variety of items, all of which are helpful to the awakened.
These things in the market alone are enough to surpass the heritage of several cities.
Things that can truly enhance the strength of the awakened are now displayed in this small market, worthy of being a ring.
Previously, within the Second Ring Road, if you wanted to obtain something helpful to the awakened, you had to explore every corner of the city yourself. No one knew what it was before you got it.
It’s like opening a blind box!
Apart from the ten dangerous areas, there are indeed good things there, although they may not be suitable for all awakened people.
But here, the good stuff on the stalls is clearly visible and in full view!
There are many varieties to choose from!
This city lord is really generous and selfless... It's rare even among humans.
Why does it do this?
Qiao Yuan was not interested in other things, but this strange thing... was something genuine that could bring him special energy.
Gotta get it!
…
Just as Qiao Yuan was wondering if there was something fishy going on, whether he needed to pay for it himself, and if he didn't have money, whether he should switch to another account to grab it, he heard hurried footsteps in the distance.
Tap tap
The drizzle hit the stone road, stirring up a cloud of mud. A figure appeared faintly, walking towards them from a distance.
His thin body looked extremely distorted in the night, his clothes were covered with mud and dirt, as if they had not been washed for a long time, his body was wrapped tightly, and he wore a black mask on his head, covering most of his face, leaving only his eyes visible.
This is a powerful sixth-level awakener!
He is stronger than the three masters he killed before.
It can even be said that he is only one step away from being promoted to the seventh level.
But he had never seen this person before, so he thought he was someone who had entered Sin City before and never left.
"I've made up my mind!"
The Awakened One came to the place where Qiao Yuan had seen buying jewelry before. There were some special items that could improve the efficiency of cultivation.
“It’s still the same one!”
The man pointed to the largest crystal ball in the stall.
The stall owner moved and nodded.
When the awakened person was about to speak, he suddenly noticed Qiao Yuan's presence, and his eyes looked a little displeased, as if he was afraid that what he was going to say next would be overheard.
The stall owner grinned and motioned the man to follow.
Enter a room.
“…”
Qiao Yuan shook his head helplessly. He was not a voyeur, so was there any need to be so wary of him?
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