The Author's POV

Chapter 21

Late night, Friday.

"hmm...I never would've predicted finding myself in such a place only a week after reincarnating into this world"

The black market.

The place that resembled the demon world the most in the human domain.

A world separate from where laws and morals exist, and the only place where Villains and Heroes could co-exist.

That was where I was currently at.

Taking the air train all the way to the outer edge of Ashon city, I quickly dropped off on the second last stop and headed towards an obscure location.

Making sure the mask I was wearing was tightly secured, I found myself in front of a large metal door.

When entering the black market, wearing a mask was compulsory so that each guest could keep their identity hidden.

On the off-chance that government agents managed to infiltrate the black market, they wouldn't be able to track you down.

-Bam! -Bam! -Bam!

Knocking on the door three times, I patiently waited.

-Klang!

Shortly after, two burly individuals wearing neat suits emerged from behind the door and scanned my body a couple of times. Feeling their gaze on me, my back started to drench in a cold sweat.

'Their individual rank is definitely C or higher'

I thought as I felt the immense pressure oozing out from their body.

Turning his head towards the individual to the left, the burly individual on the right nodded and spoke with a deep voice.

"What might you be here for?"

"I heard from a passing bird that you were looking for volunteers"

"We are indeed looking for a volunteer, which job are you looking to volunteer for?"

"I heard that you guys needed someone to paint your walls"

"We only have four paints, blue, black, pink and white. Which one do you think would be the most adequate for our walls?"

"Although I may have not seen what you needed to paint, I believe blue would look best in anything."

Turning their faces to face each other, the two burly individuals nodded to each other and signaled for me to enter.

Letting out a sigh of relief, I followed the two of them along a dark and narrow passage.

There were two ways for an individual to enter the black market.

One was through a recommendation letter given by a higher-up in the black market, or two by knowing the secret code.

The secret code was split into three different segments. Where each new segment was a continuation of the previous one.

In my case, the first segment was "What might you be here for?" for which the word "volunteer" was used to gain access to the next segment. This pattern repeats three times until the guards could confirm the authenticity of the guest who was trying to come in.

In this way, the chances of inspectors infiltrating into the black market diminished by a large margin.

Actually, this wasn't really necessary as inspectors were not actually against the idea of a black market.

Just as things have their disadvantages they also had their advantages.

Being the central hub for both Heroes and Villains, vital information could be gathered from information brokers which could, in turn, help government agents pry into some of the villain's plans.

essentially individuals or an organization which specialized in

information, the higher the

author, I basically knew most

would probably be a stupid idea as it could lead to me getting attention and also potentially changing the plotline of the

access to the black market, since I was the one who

I do have

experience was extremely

been the only method I could have used

reason

There was another reason.

was in urgent

short C.B. and buy a bunch of W.V. stock without hiding my

prime suspect would be the one guy who days before his death bets

if that's not

could be someone else, as at the end of the day silent creeper could've just been hired to do the

the attack was the true mastermind behind this, not Silent

investing in C.B and W.V. could

why I

would anonymously deal with my investments without asking any questions regarding who I was and why

market was filled with both villains and heroes, the brokers were used

I didn't want to gather

boast about the fact that I was the author of the novel, know the

"We're here"

-Klang!

similarly large metal door to the one at the entrance, the two burly men stepped aside and allowed me to get a

should I describe

scene than what someone would've expected

instantly think of words like 'filthy', 'dangerous', 'dirty', or

and reality often do mix up, and this black

goods in their respective stalls were neatly lined up in rows

were wearing masks to

allowing the moonlight to penetrate the market, enveloping

lamps brightly illuminated to roads, allowing for a clearer view of the goods in the

best-looking black

like this since

then,

guess words weren't enough to

by the numerous stalls, I could see a

of products that I urgently needed were being displayed

great deal of willpower to stop

had a goal to

secluded spot in the black market, I quickly went towards a rather inconspicuous-looking

with my head down, I

five minutes had passed, a black hooded individual sat next to me, to which I

we the [Lost Reapers] be of service to

"I need a broker"

"What type?"

"codename smallSnake"

"..."

conversation after I directly

who I was talking to, I could vaguely feel that underneath

I requested a big individual, but rather, an

Reapers] it

what you called a

that was capable

was until

hooded figure to

unknown character until the later half

a couple of times

able to quickly see how capable of an individual

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