Doomsday: Gain experience by hunting

The weather was sweltering, and the passersby and livestock were endless, inevitably stirring up dust on the gravel road.

"Female slave, top-quality twin flowers, sir, take a look!"

"Twins, genuine twins!"

"Wife, freshly baked, don't miss it!"

"..."

As Tang Wen entered the slave market, his eyes, hidden under his hood, were almost too busy.

In the market, the most eye-catching were the female slaves.

They came in all shapes and sizes.

Moreover, looking at the servants who were energetically hawking beside them,

and then looking at the women's clothes, figures, conditions, and even expressions, it seemed that they were the ones living the best lives in the slave market.

Whenever a handsome man came in, the women would start to frequently show themselves off to them.

They made all kinds of movements, some showing their legs, some sticking out their chests, some squatting...

With these movements, the already scant fabric on their bodies was at risk of bursting open at any moment.

Da da da.

Tang Wen continued further inside.

The situation changed.

The male and female slaves inside had ordinary appearances and dull expressions.

Their clothes were disheveled, and their exposed skin was covered with wounds and whip marks.

These were the common slaves.

"Three men and three women, I want honest ones who can do farm work."

"Alright! One hundred taels of silver."

"One hundred taels? You might as well rob me! Thirty taels at most."

"Oh, sir, these three pairs of slaves can earn one hundred taels in just five years!"

"Hehe, who are you fooling? Look at them, can they live for five years?"

"Then I'll back down, ninety-nine taels, hey, hey, hey, sir, don't go, eighty taels, eighty! I'm really losing money, I haven't made a sale today, let's just make friends!"

"..."

Tang Wen silently rode his horse past, he wasn't selling ordinary livestock, but exotic beasts.

They were much more valuable than ordinary slaves.

After passing through another door, a faint smell of urine wafted in the air.

The livestock area had arrived.

"Sir, would you like to take a look at our store?"

"Sir, this way, please!"

"..."

Four or five shop assistants, dressed neatly in black headscarves and short jackets despite the hot weather, greeted Tang Wen.

The latter glanced over and suddenly realized that these cattle and horse dealers were dressed even better than the slave traders outside.

"Let's all go together, I'm in a hurry."

With the enthusiastic support of one of the shop assistants, Tang Wen dismounted.

He didn't need help, but he was satisfied with the other party's attitude.

Just like when a leader gets out of the car, he can get out without someone opening the door, but if you take the initiative to open the door and reach out to protect his head, you are showing your attitude.

"I'm a Beastmaster, I know this business well. How about this..."

Leading his horse and speaking, Tang Wen came to a tea stall.

He ordered two pots of cold tea and reached out to take out a few charcoal pencils and a few pieces of yellow paper.

"These ten horses have all been tamed by me, and I'm selling them all. Whoever sincerely wants them, write a price for me. Here!"

As Tang Wen spoke, he pressed the rough yellow paper on the table with a clean teacup.

The shop assistants looked at each other.

They had only heard of this method.

It was generally used by business representatives who were doing big business and didn't want to hurt the harmony by directly bidding.

"Everyone, my boss is short of a good stallion, why don't you brothers give me a hand. There will definitely be generous rewards in the future!"

"Stop talking nonsense!"

"That's right! I haven't even had a cup of tea, and you're talking about generous rewards."

The other two also shook their heads and laughed.

Obviously, Zhang Lao San, who spoke first, didn't usually pay much attention to how he conducted himself.

Everyone clasped their fists at Tang Wen and then sat down, picked up the charcoal pencils and paper, and quietly sized up Tang Wen.

The latter drank tea, looking calm, the scars on his face gleaming with oil.

He seemed accustomed to this kind of business scene.

The shop assistants exchanged glances, no one recognized Tang Wen, he might be from out of town.

The shop assistants looked away: a lone Beastmaster.

In his thirties, his strength should be at the Martial Master level.

Some of the shop assistants were martial artists, and some were martial apprentices.

They didn't pay much attention to a Martial Master.

The ten horses stood neatly in a row outside the tea shed.

Attracting the attention of passing merchants.

The shop assistants nodded secretly, this person wasn't lying, these leopard-print horses were indeed tamed by him.

After obtaining Tang Wen's permission, they walked out of the tea shed and observed the ten horses up close.

Tang Wen found that these people were interested in the foals.

They focused on the reproductive organs of the intermediate exotic beast horse king.

Foals were cultivated from a young age and would be very loyal to their master when they grew up.

The intermediate exotic beast stallions were very expensive to mate once.

The most common thing was to cross them with female donkeys to produce sturdy and durable hybrid mules.

Well-bred hybrid mules were equivalent to low-level exotic beasts, and their temperament was more docile than exotic beasts.

It could be said that intermediate stallions were not just a mount.

Especially tamed intermediate exotic beasts, they were a steady stream of wealth.

When Tang Wen took a big gulp of his third bowl of tea, three shopkeepers came rushing from their stores one after another.

The shop assistants went forward to report to their respective shopkeepers:

"Tamed without being castrated? Oh! So you are a taming master!"

A shopkeeper with rich experience, the first thing he did was bend down to look at the testicles.

He found that both were present.

It was a stallion that could breed and lay golden eggs.

He was immediately surprised and delighted.

Tang Wen was expressionless and nodded slightly to him.

He had already guessed that horses were more valuable if they hadn't been gelded.

Now that the shopkeeper said it, he was even more certain.

It wasn't that the shopkeeper was stupid and revealed his hand directly.

The main reason was that the shopkeeper didn't expect that someone who could tame intermediate exotic beasts would be doing exotic beast business for the first time!

In addition, the main competitors were all here.

Everyone was an expert.

No one needed to deceive anyone.

Even if he came up and patted his thigh and pointed out a bunch of faults, would anyone believe him!

The three shopkeepers began to bid.

As Tang Wen expected, the three mainly focused on the stallion and foals.

Secondly, it was the intermediate exotic beast mare.

After rounds of bidding.

After a noisy exchange.

In the end, the shopkeeper of Sihai Beast Farm took away the intermediate exotic beast stallion and mare, the other two took away the foals, and the other three bought all the low-level horses.

An hour passed, and each family carefully inspected the horses in front of Tang Wen.

Tang Wen earned seventeen thousand eight hundred taels of silver.

It was really inconvenient to take cash, so the beast farms gave silver notes from Sihai Merchant Bank.

Tang Wen pulled them to Sihai Silver Bank to verify the authenticity of the silver notes.

The money and goods were clear.

Tang Wen prepared to leave.

One of the shopkeepers said:

"Hehe, Master, please stay, we've done business, so we can be considered acquaintances. You've come from afar, why not stay for a meal before leaving?"

Carrying so much silver, Tang Wen suspected everyone of being a bad guy.

He politely declined their kindness and went straight to Sihai Inn.

He asked for a "C" room.

To prevent himself from being recognized, he left the Sand Wolf and Blood Crow in the wild.

It was a waste to open a room with a courtyard all by himself.

Besides, the conditions of the "C" room at Sihai Inn were not bad.

It was forty to fifty square meters in size, with a hall in the outer room and a bedroom in the inner room.

Twenty taels of silver a day, with only one maid serving.

The maid's appearance could only be said to be very suitable for being a maid.

Tang Wen didn't let her serve him, washed up, and had a meal.

He came to the lobby of Sihai Inn and found the shopkeeper on duty today.

"What can I do for you, sir?"

A voice that was difficult to distinguish between male and female sounded.

Looking at the face, it was a delicate man, but the men's clothing couldn't hide her original curves.

It was the beauty-loving Shopkeeper Li.

Tang Wen breathed a sigh of relief, it was good that it wasn't Shopkeeper Zhang.

Facing a transcendent powerhouse, he really didn't have much confidence in his disguise.

He explained his intentions in a few words.

Shopkeeper Li: "Want to experience the ultimate darkness, are you prepared with the money?"

Tang Wen carefully took out a stack of silver notes wrapped in kraft paper.

Shopkeeper Li, whose nails were trimmed short and neatly, took it and counted it: "When do you want to experience it?"

"The sooner the better, tonight is fine."

"Tonight?" Shopkeeper Li squinted his eyes and calculated with his fingers: "Then it's tonight. Come find me at ten o'clock tonight."

As he spoke, Shopkeeper Li took off a black token from his waist and threw it to Tang Wen.

As soon as it touched his hand, Tang Wen keenly felt the words "Sihai" and "Transcendent".