Black Dragon Code

"Boss! Two more mugs of dark beer!"

Sotana looked around, and found that someone did raise a glass to reconcile, and shared a drink with the person who originally proposed a toast, and most of the sitting people did not show dissatisfaction, and the imaginary rebuttal and anger did not appear. The traces frowned. Mobile terminal

A closed country, a numb people ...

This idea flashed through, and soon, he suppressed the anger that was born out of nothing, put a smile like an ordinary alcoholic on his face, stepped over the carved threshold of solid wood, and began to walk inward.

Different from the coldness of the city streets at night, the business of this tavern was beyond imagination, and it was very lively. He saw the waiter running around without touching his feet, and he was so anxious.

Sotana made a rough calculation. In addition to the pub employees, there are at least 70 customers here. This number is very exaggerated in a pub in a remote city, and most of these customers hold their **** tightly against the seat. , Eyes staring at the desktop like a demon.

"Aide, come by me!"

"You smell like a leprosy gnome."

...

One after another heard Sotonal's voice. If he didn't understand these words, he didn't rush to look around to find out. Instead, he took a seat by himself and ordered a glass of wine at a reasonable price.

Soon, he got the wine he wanted, and the waiter's attitude was not good, maybe because he was too busy, and his face didn't have the smile of the grandma who was accustomed to Sotana, even after he put the silver coins into the other's tray.

He took a small sip of the wine, sigh ~ To be honest, the taste is really not good, let alone the red grapes and brandy exported by Zedi dwarves, even the wines produced by some small workshops in the trade city state, the inferior wines here can't match Phase.

Sotana looked up and looked around. The decor of this pub is pretty good and barely eye-catching, but the service is poor, the food is simple and boring. Although there are bards playing the harp, it is not the favorite of men. Showgirls.

Judging from the current experience, there is nothing in this place that can make him feel good, and it is not enough to attract such a large number of customers. A keen sense of business smell tells Sotana that it can make the place full of people, only The magic of those card gods.

He started walking to the adjacent table.

This table may be the table with the largest number of onlookers. As for the reason for the onlooking, a guy dressed like a risk-taking man is quickly moving to tear apart the sealed cards.

"Hahaha! I'm even worse than you think I am."

The man next to Sotana took a wine glass and sipped into his mouth, and said to the adventurer sitting in the seat, he noticed that this man was just one of those who should have talked with those stupid words, so he pulled away a few traces. distance.

"There is a lot of uncertainty about luck, but I believe I will be working from time to time, and the next bag should be fine, at least it's rare and epic."

The adventurer rubbed his hands, put the card after the check, put it aside, and very skillfully unlocked the paper seal of another card pack.

"It's the next pack, this is the twelfth pack, little Antuso, is your enchanted sword ready to sell?"

"Stop! Shameless!"

Hearing this, the adventurer suddenly stared at his eyes, suddenly agitated: "The guy playing the priesthood is not worth talking to me!"

Immediately, as each card passed by his eyes, the adventurer's previous momentum suddenly disappeared, his face became extremely frustrated, and he slowly collapsed in that seat: "... I have three years You should n’t have taken a rest in the pub before. "

There was a good laugh around.

But Sotana noticed more.

Gambler psychology, he told himself in his heart that he had carefully looked at those small pieces of paper, whether it was the ordinary version or the so-called collector's edition. Although the painting skills were excellent, the color matching was clever, and even the original vocal design, but Sotana Knowing that these are not the reasons for its success.

The real core of this so-called elegy card lies in a series of rules and gameplay around it. That is what he sees as truly valuable, and also reflects the power of its creator. It is worth every businessman. Learn for it.

The scene here just came to a halt, and it was instantly lit.

"Wow! Legend!" A whisper rang from another table, followed by a high-pitched card line: "I'm the King of the Train!"

When the card with golden crystals appeared at the core, the crowd immediately became turbulent, all crowded towards the table, trying to see which lucky man had such good luck.

Sottana was startled by the mad people, but also followed closely, as the mobile crowd crowded to the forefront with the help of guards.

The owner of the card was a young boy. He was shabby and patched. He was only about 13 or 14 years old. When he saw so many people coming in all of a sudden, the boy's expression was tense and he flinched. Stick the seat and hide the card behind you to protect it.

There was only one card case on his desk.

"The dragon is here! This child has only one expansion pack? A legendary card was played out of a card. This is a **** blessing, and Antuso may be crying."

"Even an ordinary version of the legend card, its value is difficult to estimate, not to mention the legend of the" Tuhara Desert "series expansion packs just released. This card was sold, and the child lived at least until adulthood. worry."

"Train King Renoir, I heard that Mr. Warren is struggling to find this card, saying that he is going to set up a set of cards called" Fast Attack ", ready to show his skills in the upcoming competition."

People talked a lot, feelings of envy, jealousy, friendliness, hostility and so on.

Sotana learned something very important from these gossip, what did he hear? A man-made card for entertainment, but can guarantee the life of a child from the age of fourteen to adulthood?

This seemed strange to him as an outsider, but these Northlanders were a matter of course.

There is only one possibility that this kind of effect can be achieved. This kind of card has been widely recognized in the north, and there is a considerable market demand. In circulation, people recognize its value and are willing to pay for its high price.

If this is achieved ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ In a sense, this "legendary" card already has characteristics similar to precious metals and magic metals, and can sometimes replace currency.

This is incredible. You know, these are all artificial industrial products. The cost of making such a card is not even ten copper plates!

Sotana was crying out, and he felt that these people were crazy and over-thinking.

But after calming down and thinking deeply, he found that this possibility is not impossible, but only if the creator of the card has already achieved the magical level and possessed the ability to rule the entire market. Under the subtle influence, these Northlanders turned out to be Such a terrible thing goes unnoticed.

If it were replaced by him, even if his Kreit business group fully supports it regardless of cost, Sotana would not think he can do it, let alone the entire Northland, even a city that is completely closed and does not communicate with the outside world. It is difficult to control the entire market.

Thinking of this, sincere admiration rushed out of his heart like a tide, which is almost a trace of Elladia's business history. He was eager to see the leading side of the matter, even if it was just a few words to teach. A generous reward.

/ bk