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.

an organization which specialized in sharing information

information, the higher the price

I was the author, I basically knew most of the things the

probably be a stupid idea as it could lead to me getting attention

access to the black market, since I was the

I do

was extremely

the only method I could have used to gain access to dungeons, I would've never have come

wasn't the only reason why I headed

There was another reason.

urgent need

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

Thobias dies a month from now, the prime suspect would be the one guy who days before his death bets on

me if that's not

be someone else, as at the end of the day

behind

in C.B and W.V. could result in

why I needed a

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

market was filled with both villains and heroes, the brokers

was exactly what I wanted since I didn't want to gather unnecessary

for me, as I once again boast about the fact that I was the author of the

"We're here"

-Klang!

large metal door to the one at the entrance, the two burly men

should I describe

different scene than what someone would've expected when hearing the

how a black market would be, you would instantly think of words like

and this black market looked exactly like

stalls were neatly lined up in

to hide their identities,

the moonlight to penetrate the market,

brightly illuminated to roads, allowing

the best-looking black

I designed the black market to be like this since

then,

weren't enough to

numerous stalls, I could see a wide variety of products

products that

a great deal of willpower to

now I had a goal to

the black market, I quickly went towards

there with my head down,

had passed, a black hooded individual sat next to me,

[Lost Reapers] be of service to

"I need a broker"

"What type?"

"codename smallSnake"

"..."

in our conversation after I directly

I was talking to, I could vaguely feel that underneath the hood his brows were tightly knit in

a big individual, but rather, an

many employees working in [Lost Reapers] it was hard to keep

you called a

was capable yet

was

very understandable for the hooded figure to have trouble remembering

was an unknown character until the

Kevin a couple of times before forming some sort of

see how capable of an individual

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