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 sharing information for a

information, the higher the price for

the author, I

some important information and make some serious cash, but that would probably be

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

I do

experience was

I could have used to gain access to dungeons, I

reason why I

There was another reason.

was in urgent need

buy a bunch

a month from now, the prime suspect would be the one guy who

me if that's not

was officially identified as the killer, the main culprit could be someone else, as at the end of the day silent creeper could've just been

the true mastermind behind this, not Silent creeper, and

and W.V. could

I needed

broker was an intermediary who would anonymously deal with my investments without asking any questions regarding who

filled with both villains and heroes, the brokers

was exactly what I wanted since I

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

"We're here"

-Klang!

burly men stepped aside and allowed me

should I

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

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

up, and this black market looked exactly like

their goods in their respective stalls were neatly

not for the fact that all the customers were wearing masks to hide

allowing the moonlight to penetrate

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

best-looking black market

this since I wanted to spice things up

even then, this

weren't enough to describe

road and passing by the numerous stalls, I could see a wide variety

sorts of products that I urgently needed were being displayed

willpower to stop myself

had a goal to

a secluded spot in the black market, I

my head down, I patiently waited for five

black hooded individual sat next to me, to which I nodded my

may we the [Lost Reapers] be

"I need a broker"

"What type?"

"codename smallSnake"

"..."

a slight pause in our conversation after I directly

hood covered the features of the individual who I was talking to, I could vaguely feel

wasn't because I requested a big

in [Lost Reapers] it was hard to keep

you called a

was

that was until

very understandable for the hooded figure to

character until

Kevin a couple of

quickly see how capable of an individual 'codename

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