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.
organization which specialized in sharing information for a
information, the higher the price
I basically knew most of the things the information brokers
important information and make some serious cash, but that would probably be a stupid idea as it
with the information that I knew, I was easily able to gain access to the black market, since I was the one who
do have
was extremely
been the only method I could have used to gain access to dungeons, I would've never
finding a dungeon wasn't the only reason why I headed to the black
There was another reason.
urgent need of
would stupidly short C.B. and buy a bunch of W.V.
prime suspect would be the one
if that's
main culprit could be someone else, as at the end of the day
behind this, not
in C.B and W.V. could result in my own
I
deal with my investments without asking any questions
and heroes, the brokers were used to situations
I wanted since I didn't want to
about the fact that I was the author of the
"We're here"
-Klang!
men stepped aside and allowed me to get a clear
should I describe
than what someone would've expected when hearing the word
instantly think of words like 'filthy', 'dangerous', 'dirty',
reality often do mix up, and
in their respective stalls were neatly lined up in rows that
masks to
to
lights from the lamps brightly illuminated to roads, allowing for a clearer view
best-looking black market you could find
the black market to be like this since I
then,
words weren't enough
by the numerous stalls, I could see a wide variety of products
all sorts of products that I urgently needed were being displayed right before
great deal of willpower to
I had a
secluded spot in the black market, I quickly went towards a rather inconspicuous-looking
head down, I
had passed, a black hooded individual sat next to me, to which I nodded my head without
may we the [Lost Reapers]
"I need a broker"
"What type?"
"codename smallSnake"
"..."
I directly mentioned the
the hood covered the features of the individual who I was talking to, I could vaguely feel that underneath the hood his
wasn't because I requested a big
were so many employees working in [Lost Reapers]
was what you
was
that was until
was very understandable for the hooded figure to have trouble remembering who smallsnake
an unknown character until the later half
Kevin a couple of times before forming some sort
there, Kevin was able to quickly see how capable of an
About The Author's POV - Chapter 21
The Author's POV is the best current series of the author Entrail_JI. With the below Chapter 21 content will make us lost in the world of love and hatred interchangeably, despite all the tricks to achieve the goal without any concern for the other half, and then regret. late. Please read chapter Chapter 21 and update the next chapters of this series at booktrk.com