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.

or an organization which

of information, the higher the price for

my case, as I was the author, I basically knew

be a

that I knew, I was easily able to gain access to the black market, since I was the one who created

I do have to

was

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

dungeon wasn't the only reason

There was another reason.

in urgent need of

you think I would stupidly short C.B. and buy a bunch of W.V. stock without hiding

suspect would be the one guy

me if that's not

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

mastermind behind this,

W.V. could result in

why I

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

villains and heroes, the brokers

what I wanted since I didn't want to gather unnecessary attention

I once again boast about the fact that I was 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 clear view of what was behind the

I

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

be, you would instantly think of words

mix up, and this black market looked exactly like a night

selling their goods in their respective stalls were neatly lined up in rows that I could see no end

the fact that all the customers were wearing masks to hide their identities, someone could've easily mistaken this as your regular night

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

from the lamps brightly illuminated to roads, allowing for a

black market you could

to be like this since I

then,

weren't enough

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

products that I urgently needed

willpower to stop myself from purchasing any of

now I had

in the black market, I

down, I patiently waited

hooded individual sat next to me, to which

[Lost Reapers]

"I need a broker"

"What type?"

"codename smallSnake"

"..."

conversation after I directly mentioned the name of the broker

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

because I requested a big individual,

[Lost Reapers] it was hard to

you called

that was capable yet

was

figure to have trouble remembering who

character until the later half of

of times before forming some sort of business relationship with

quickly see how capable

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