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.

individuals or an organization which specialized

type of information, the higher the price for the

my case, as I was the author, I basically knew most of the things the

information and make some serious cash, but that would probably be a stupid idea as it

the information that I knew, I was easily able to gain access

do have

was

not been the only method I could have used to gain

dungeon wasn't the only reason why I headed to the

There was another reason.

urgent need of a

I would stupidly short C.B. and buy

the prime suspect would be the one guy

me if

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

behind the attack was the true mastermind behind this, not Silent creeper, and the police

investing in C.B and W.V.

I needed

investments without asking any questions regarding

with both villains and heroes,

since I didn't want

once again boast about the fact that I was the author of the

"We're here"

-Klang!

burly men stepped aside and allowed me to get a

should I

different scene than what someone would've

think of words like 'filthy', 'dangerous', 'dirty', or anything that was synonymous with

mix up, and this black market looked exactly like

were neatly lined up in

for the fact that all the customers were wearing masks to hide their identities,

huge opening appeared on the ceiling allowing the moonlight to penetrate the market, enveloping the market with a sense

brightly illuminated to roads, allowing for a clearer

best-looking black market you could find

the black market to be like this since I wanted to spice things up a

even then, this was

words weren't enough to describe this

numerous stalls, I could

potions to artifacts, all sorts of products that I urgently needed

deal of willpower

I had a goal

market, I quickly went towards a rather inconspicuous-looking

head down, I patiently waited for

after five minutes had passed, a black hooded individual sat next

we the [Lost Reapers]

"I need a broker"

"What type?"

"codename smallSnake"

"..."

I directly mentioned the name of the broker

I could

requested a big individual,

there were so many employees working in [Lost Reapers] it was

was what you

was

was until

hooded figure

until the later half of the

couple of

to quickly see how capable

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