Catastrophe Card King

Chapter 50: Chapter 37: The Mysterious Shop in the Black Market

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Leonard Churchill was startled for a moment, was she asking him?

It seemed so.

He was very doubtful and wary in his heart, but he responded, “Hmm. Just asking casually.”

Leonard Churchill confirmed that the two had no connection.

In Sinless City, one must always be cautious about any advances from strangers.

The woman had sharp instincts and seemed to see through his thoughts, but she didn’t care at all.

In Sinless City, if you didn’t even have this level of caution, you would have been dead long ago.

With a casual tone, she directly said, “If you really need it, you can go to the ‘Silver Star Mysteries Shop’ in the black market of Dark Rain Street. Just tell them Seven Brown recommended you.”

Ah, she really knows?

Leonard Churchill didn’t know why this stranger would be so kind as to give him a recommendation.

Did she have an ulterior motive?

It didn’t seem so.

Was she a person of the Fourth Master of the Miller family?

No, she wasn’t.

If she were, she would have directly struck, there was no need for roundabout tricks or traps.

Leonard Churchill didn’t understand and didn’t see much point in asking further.

“Thank you.”

He responded politely and directly exited the shop.

The woman in the leather jacket didn’t care at all, her gaze was still on the ancient books and photos, she didn’t even bother to look up.

It was as if she just handed a piece of bread to someone in need.

There was no special intention behind it.

After leaving the shop, Leonard Churchill was still thinking about the earlier scene.

He couldn’t figure out why a stranger would give him a tip.

Is she working for the Silver Star shop?

A person who has top-level mechanical equipment wouldn’t need to stoop to this.

As he walked along, the thought in his head grew stronger, and he decided to go and have a look.

What if it was real?

“So, there’s a black market on Dark Rain Street?”

Leonard Churchill was a little lost.

He thought he had already visited the black market of Sinless City.

After all, the entire city was a den of criminals, none of the markets were legitimate.

But according to what the woman just said, it seemed Sinless City had a specific black market?

Leonard Churchill naturally wanted to check it out.

But…where exactly was Dark Rain Street?

Two hours later.

Leonard Churchill arrived at the intersection of the Muddy Slum district and the Copper Tower district in the north.

According to the information he gathered, this should be “Dark Rain Street”.

“It’s really hard to find…”

Leonard Churchill looked at the gloomy street in front of him and muttered.

He was not familiar with the city, he didn’t have a map, and after lots of effort and asking around, he finally found this place.

Muddy Slum district didn’t have any large factories nearby and as a result, preserved a large part of the original ruins, giving off a magical and decadent feel.

The mornings in the Underground City and the afternoons looked the same, without any street lights, the surrounding light was very dim, like it was evening at all times.

The air was filled with a sharp smell, which was the waste gas emitted by the alchemical potion factories, these heavily polluted factories were usually found in less populated areas.

Leonard Churchill walked along the road filled with rusty iron fences. Few residents chose to live in a district where they always needed to wear a gas mask.

He ventured deeper into the area. The narrow streets were lit by dim lights, revealing small red brick houses, like ghost houses. Along the alleyways, “hissing” white smoke was rising everywhere, it came from the broken steam pipes… a panoramic view of dilapidation.

As he walked along, he suddenly heard the sound of a train horn. It seemed as though a city-train had passed between the buildings, and a thick fog rose from the ground.

But he didn’t see the shadow of the train.

Leonard Churchill walked through the fog, the train was twenty meters below, and he realized he was still on the overpass.

A shopping district appeared in front of him.

A few steel-framed buildings housed several small shops.

There were far fewer pedestrians here than at the Hunter’s Market on Grove Street, but it didn’t feel deserted at all, rather, it was full of mystery.

Leonard Churchill listened closely and heard a rushing water sound.

Upon closer look, a turbulent underground river seemed to be hidden in the foggy depths beside the market.

“There is a black market.”

Leonard Churchill looked at those shops, although the signs were inconspicuous, like small workshops, just the atmosphere gave people a feeling that there were good things here.

He observed the surroundings for a moment and then walked over.

All kinds of card shops, machinery shops, material shops, firearms shops… this place felt like a huge market of contraband goods.

Upon careful inspection, the items on sale were much wilder!

Leonard Churchill just glanced casually, and the sample items hanging outside those machinery shops were all kinds of military surplus equipment that hunters had said were hard to come by. The firearms on display in the windows of those firearm emporiums were all kinds of heavy weapons with exaggerated shapes!

There were things like Plague Bombs, Mutation Bombs, Annihilation Bullets… these were not only dangerous for enemies, but also for themselves and the environment. Highly polluting banned bullets.

These were contraband goods that other shops would not sell, but here in these shops, they were being sold openly.

There were also the potion shops, with all kinds of highly lethal frenzy potions, hallucinogenic potions and alchemical poisons…

Leonard Churchill was truly enlightened.

How to describe this feeling, the products sold in ordinary shops outside were like hand grenades, while here, they were selling missiles!

Turns out the rules in Sinless City were the same, they were not for everyone, but for ordinary people who didn’t have any particular privileges.

He was suddenly looking forward to it.

It seemed that good things could really be found here.

“Good place…”

Leonard Churchill’s eyes were hot, he wanted to get his hands on anything he found here..