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

information, the

as I was the author, I basically knew most of the things the information brokers

disclose some important information and make some serious cash, but that would probably be a stupid idea as it could lead to me getting attention and also potentially changing the plotline

was easily able to gain access to the black market, since

I do

was

the only method I could have used to gain access

dungeon wasn't the only reason why

There was another reason.

in urgent

I would stupidly short C.B. and buy

the one

me if

officially identified as the killer, the main culprit could be someone else, as at the end

mastermind behind

in C.B and W.V. could result

I needed a

my investments without asking any questions regarding who

both villains and heroes, the brokers were used to

I didn't want to gather

I once again boast about the fact that I was the

"We're here"

-Klang!

the two burly men stepped aside and allowed me to get a clear

I describe

than what someone would've expected when

market would be, you would instantly think of words

up, and this black market

respective stalls were neatly lined up in rows that I

all the customers were wearing masks to hide their

appeared on the ceiling allowing the moonlight to

illuminated to roads, allowing

best-looking black market you could

the black market to be like this since I wanted to spice

then, this was

enough

and passing by the numerous stalls, I could see a

all sorts of products that I

willpower to

I had a goal to

a secluded spot in the black market, I quickly went towards

down,

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

Reapers]

"I need a broker"

"What type?"

"codename smallSnake"

"..."

pause in our conversation after I directly mentioned the name of the

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

wasn't because I requested a big individual, but

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

was what you called a 'hidden

was

that was until

very understandable for the hooded figure to have trouble remembering

until the later half

a couple of times before forming some sort of

there, Kevin was able to quickly see how capable of an individual

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