The Uncanny: The Knowledgeable Returns From Warhammer

Chapter 36 Underground Trading Field

The two walked and chatted all the way, so they almost missed lunch time. Later, at the suggestion of Upton, Aiwen finally decided to go to the Dragon Bar not far from here for dinner, and by the way, go to the underground trading market inside.

According to the other party, the Dragon Bar was different from the Black Rose Bar he had been to before, and the boss behind the scenes was not a black street mouse or a certain noble councilor, but a former Sequence 8 Punisher Captain.

Therefore, even in the wharf area full of various gangs and official forces, the Dragon Bar is an existence that almost no one dares to provoke. The occult lovers of the ceremony brought them into supervision invisibly and put them on the bright side.

With the acquiescence of all forces, Swain, the former captain of the Punisher, opened an underground trading market in the bar. As long as outsiders are registered, they can not only buy various materials and items freely, but also place them in the bar. stand.

However, Swain will charge a 5.00% handling fee for all the proceeds. If you fancy something and don't have enough gold pounds, the other party will provide usury.

It can be called a huge profit, and I don’t worry about someone reneging on the debt...

Walking through two blocks with Upton, although it was already noon when the door of the bar was opened, there were not too many people in the Dragon Bar.

Inside the relatively spacious hall, it resembles a burly man on a boxing ring, explaining attack moves to another person while swaying from side to side.

The bartenders and waiters are carrying barrels of beer and preparing simple ingredients for the coming guests.

After bypassing the boxing ring, a burly man with exuberant chest hair and muscular muscles suddenly stopped the two of them, and said enthusiastically on his bearded face:

"Long time no see... come shopping?"

Nodding his head, Upton said calmly with a calm expression that didn't match his immature appearance: "Eat something first, and then go inside."

"Coincidentally, some silver cod just came into the store. This is a delicacy that only the big shots in Backlund can enjoy, but..."

While speaking, the burly man deliberately lowered his voice, glanced at Ivan who was carrying a shotgun, and changed the subject carefully and said:

"If you go inside, I suggest you store that thing at the bar first, after all, that thing may scare some unofficial guests, I think you should understand what I mean."

"no problem!"

Before Upton could speak, Ivan raised his hand and threw the shotgun to the other party indifferently.

Seeing Ivan's actions, Upton opened his mouth hesitantly, as if he was worried that some of the exposed pump mechanisms would be researched by the other party, resulting in technology leakage.

When the strong man walked towards the bar with a shotgun full of smiles on his face, Ivan waved his hand to Upton, found a table and sat down, and talked eloquently:
"Don't worry, in the same era background, a few common weapons will not determine the direction of a war."

"An army using a revolving machine gun can cause a near-massacre victory over an army using ordinary muskets. It is not based on cutting-edge weapons, but on strong manufacturing and logistical supply capabilities. After all, no matter how powerful a war machine is, there is no Sufficient supplements, it’s just a piece of scrap iron.”

"So if someone wants to do research, I'm happy to give them advice, but the premise is that they must have that strength. The products in the hand-made workshop will only blow up themselves."

"War is fought not only in logistics, but also in the industrial system." Upton nodded slightly at Ivan's prompt, thinking of the history of the Church of Steam.

Some people think that various weapons are exported to various countries every year, and the arms that can be called huge profits make the church extremely rich. Some people think that the god of steam and machinery is powerful enough.

However, what cannot be ignored is that the God of Steam and Machinery teaches a super-high level of manufacturing, as well as various industrial machinery technologies.

For example, Backlund University, the star in the capital of all capitals, belongs to the National Industry Council of the Loen Kingdom.

Some time ago, for the Kingdom of Loen, the Backlund Artillery Research Institute, the Pulitzer Ship Research Institute, etc., which built ironclad ships, all have followers of the Church of Steam, or Transcendents work in them.

And the potion of the enlightened path is like a tiger with wings added in various engineering technologies, just like Russell Gustav, who laid the foundation of modern industry, was once an extraordinary person who had a close relationship with the Church of Steam. It is almost a tacit secret within the church.

"I didn't expect that Mr. Stimson not only has extraordinary attainments in various mechanical technologies, but also has subtle research on the relationship between war and technology."

Eating the lunch brought by the bartender, Upton thought absently: "Sure enough, just like the acting captain Ikanser said, the current Aiwen is no longer the problem student he was before, and there may be a problem in his body. Amazing soul."

"I even heard from Captain Yikang Sedai that according to the oracle, the high-level church officials secretly gave him the code name 'Homecoming'!" Well, it has great use value, but I don’t know that the protagonist is from Warhammer. If I know the worldview of Warhammer, this article can’t be written. The Seven Gods don’t need to block the cracks in the earth’s barrier. Jumping off and smashing their heads will kill the protagonist. die!)
After eating in the Dragon Bar, it was not a rich, but a large and affordable lunch. After passing through several rooms under the leadership of Upton, a warehouse was similar to a dock warehouse, and the top was supported by triangular steel beams. , a room nearly half the size of a football field finally appeared in front of Ivan.

At first glance, the center of the venue, which is comparable to a small flea market, is full of people. In front of the horizontal and vertical stalls, there are bottles, jars, strange herbs, unknown liquids, strange statues, and grinding out. Patina antique.

Buyers shopped around, or crazily raised prices, or stood still but remained dismissive.

Some of the stall owners were rotten, and the main target was a volunteer.

Others were full of enthusiasm, and a very ordinary jewelry was blown up into an ancient wonder, costing eight pounds, and finally reluctantly parted with it and discounted it with tears.

The scene of deja vu brought emotional resonance, as well as invisible resonance, and the crying that lingered in my ears.

"I seem to have been to this kind of place a long time ago. I remember the stall owner kept talking about it, it was welded, and it was delivered... Everyone was laughing, and the laughter overwhelmed the weeping..."

While muttering to himself, Ai Wen's thoughts suddenly slammed against the island of memory like a tumbling giant wave.

At this moment, Brenesse suddenly slapped fiercely in his pocket, and shouted very hoppingly: "Hey, you boy, wake up!"

"Sorry." Taking a deep breath, Ivan slowly stabilized his emotions.

"Any questions, Mr. Stimson?"

At the same time, Upton, who was leading the way, turned his head in doubt after noticing the abnormality, but found that Aiwen's forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and smiled reluctantly:
"It happens that I also want to buy something. If you find a supernatural item that can lure people into dreams, please pay attention to it!"

This is the fundamental purpose of his coming here!
Judging from the previous dreams, to obtain the power of the body, the crying angel statue; the special ability of the soul returning to the throne in the dream; and the extraordinary items similar to the interrogation room that pull people into dreams are indispensable.

The weeping angel that currently exists in the depths of his memory has been carved on the clip on his chest, so in order to avoid repeated death and damage to the body, only the supernatural items that pull people into dreams are left.

Of course, the more realistic problem is that he has no money now.

"If it doesn't work, try the loan from Swain, the boss of the underground trading market. Anyway, there are bicycle patents..." Aiwen thought helplessly.

After hearing the request to buy supernatural items, Upton thought for a moment and said with some embarrassment: "There are not many supernatural items here. They mainly sell some supernatural materials, and they are usually expensive."

"How about we search separately and gather here?"

Having said that, Upton suddenly scratched his head in embarrassment.

Inadvertent movements, and thick dark circles let Aiwen see the other party, exhausted after continuous work, and understand that it involves extraordinary items similar to pulling people into dreams, usually reaching the level of sealed items, even the official extraordinary. Things that must be treated with caution cannot be bought with gold pounds.

So without waiting for Upton to add something, Ivan nodded and directly agreed to the other party's proposal, and then began to search for the booths next to him separately.

But just a few booths away, a familiar sobbing sound suddenly came from his ears, which shocked Aiwen, almost thinking that he had invisibly triggered a spiritual resonance.

He hastily looked down into his jacket pocket, only to find that Brenes, who was supposed to be sleeping in it, stuck his head out in front of the public without any scruples, looked forward in surprise, and praised:

"I said, why do you have such a sudden emotional ups and downs? Look at what I found. A monster who is half a Sequence Nine and whose inspiration is so high that he is about to lose control!"

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