Thanks for the invitation. I am a parasite in Terra.

The pointed ears squinted their eyes, as if they wanted to take in everything in front of them, and looked at Zuo Jian in great detail.

"I've seen many people chase people away, and I've also seen people 'ask' people to leave like you, but... you're the first one who's willing to pay some compensation."

"Is that so... It seems that I don't fit in with mercenaries no matter what."

Zuo Jian shrugged, not knowing whether to be happy or disappointed in the face of the "praise" from Pointy Ears.

"Tsk tsk, in that case, then I wish you could live a little longer in this damn place." Pointy Ears wiped the nameplate in his hand and prepared to leave.

Before leaving, he did not forget to mutter to himself to identify the identity of the nameplate.

Zuo Jian, who was standing aside, just stood there, watching the other person leave and listening to his occasional whispers.

"Tsk tsk, the name has been worn out, it's hard to calculate the value, um..."

"It all smells like blood, which isn't surprising....and alcohol....hmm?"

Suddenly, as if he had discovered something, Pointed Ears stopped walking and stared at the nameplate in his hand.

Then, he raised his hand, took off the bird-beak mask, put the nameplate next to his nose and sniffed it carefully, trying to identify the strange smell...

Smoke....

Or rather...the smell of tobacco, the crude, hand-rolled kind.

He vaguely remembered where he had smelled this strange smell.

Sharp Ears has always had a good memory. He can remember almost every mercenary he has seen by certain characteristics. Coincidentally, there is just one mercenary in his memory that he remembers by the special smell of tobacco...

After all, in Kazdel, rolling out smokable cigarettes is a rare skill.

Thinking of this, the pointed ears suddenly widened their pupils, as if they remembered something!

For a moment, a strange smile appeared on his face.

“It’s a big win.”

Then he turned around and threw the nameplate back.

"?"

Zuo Jian stared at Sharp Ears who had turned back halfway with a somewhat puzzled expression and became alert again.

.....What does this person want to do?

"Hey, friend, I suddenly remembered that I have a principle. I can't just take your payment for nothing."

Pointed ears replied with a serious expression.

In response to this, Zuo Jian had disbelief and suspicion written all over his face.

"A principle that is not followed is not a principle."

In response, the two little eyes of the pointed ears curved up and said:

"How could that be? This is the principle I just set for myself. How could I not have followed it? Besides, am I not proving it now?"

The other party showed extremely flexible standards and bottom lines in terms of principles, which can only be said to fully meet Zuo Jian’s views on Kazdel + the merchant.

Imagination of a combination of keywords.

"Then, what are you going to do? Are you dissatisfied with the compensation?" Zuo Jian stared at the pointed ears and said lightly.

"No, no, no, Pointy Ears is never dissatisfied with free stuff... No, I should say that Pointy Ears is a businessman with principles. He knows that free stuff may not always be good. So, Pointy Ears wants to make a deal with you."

He rubbed his hands and kept staring to the left, with a lewd look between the look a homeless person would get when seeing a full trash can on the side of the road and the look a dung beetle would get when it enters a toilet for the first time.

.....which made Zuo Jian extremely uncomfortable.

"You want Pointy Ears to leave? Fine. Pointy Ears doesn't want any compensation. Just consider it a bonus for the deal! After all... there's always some discount for the first time, right?"

"Don't worry, Pointy Ears is a businessman and will only make reasonable deals. I'm sure you won't be disappointed."

After saying that, Pointy Ears began to rub his skinny palms.

Zuo Jian looked at the other person's appearance and decided to retract his description of the dung beetle... It should be said that the other person looked more like an impatient fly...

The problem is that the left room is neither a trash can nor a...

In short, he didn't understand why he suddenly became so precious in Cang...in Jian'er's eyes.

However, looking at the other party's appearance, he had no intention of refusing directly, so he just asked.

"You want to trade, but I have nothing but these nameplates, and I can't give you anything you need—"

"No, no, no, no." Pointy Ears interrupted the other party quickly and then continued.

"Of course Pointy Ears can see it, but, like Pointy Ears said, we only make reasonable deals, so naturally we won't ask for anything you can't provide."

"If you've been to Scar Mall, you've probably heard this saying: The pointy ears in the shadow know everything..."

"But, you should know that this is just a slogan I used to exaggerate. It's normal for a businessman to brag about his products."

Having said that, Zuo Jian seemed to understand what the other party wanted to say.

"Does your product also include intelligence?"

"Of course, of course. Pointy Ears sells everything he can get his hands on."

"I'll ask a few simple questions. You can answer them, or you can choose not to answer part of them. Even if the answers are unclear, that's fine!"

When Pointy Ears said this, his shrewd little eyes turned again and stared at Zuo Jian before speaking.

"In return, for every question you answer, you can pick up one item from me, whether it's a physical object or intelligence."

"Oh?" Hearing this, Zuo Jian suddenly became interested. In fact, he really needed such an opportunity to obtain some necessary information.

But... thinking of this, he still did not let down his guard.

Seeing this, Pointy Ears added casually.

"You still don't seem to trust Pointy Ears. How about this, sir? I'll risk it all today and give you another piece of invaluable information."

After he finished speaking, he looked around vigilantly, and then pretended to speak quietly to Zuo Jian.

"Let me tell you, a monster appeared in the south, and almost all the mercenaries stationed there were killed. Even the mercenary group that went there to try to avenge their men didn't come back!"

"Now everyone calls that place the Mercenary Restricted Area. Some people looked out from afar and saw a dense pile of dirt! When they dug it up, they found that all the dead mercenaries were buried there! And the weapons they used were stuck on top as tombstones!"

"Everyone gave that monster a nickname... the Gravemover."

The pointed ears spoke in surprise, while not forgetting to look at Zuo Jian's expression.

At this moment, his expression was a little strange, as if he was thinking about something.

".....I was wondering why some of the dirt piles were dug up when I passed by before...it turned out that it was done by those mercenaries."

Zuo Jian once again sighed in his heart about the moral level of the mercenaries, or rather, he should not have expected mercenaries to have such a moral level in the first place.

(Hey, I suddenly realized that the college entrance examination is approaching! I hope everyone in the third year of high school can get good grades! More blessings will be posted in the book review section!)