Black Dragon Code

"Boss! Two more glasses of dark beer!"

Sotana looked around, and found that there was indeed a toast, and he drank with the person who proposed a toast at first, and most of the people sitting did not show dissatisfaction, and the imaginary rebuttal and anger never appeared, such a reaction made him feel uneasy Trace frowned. Mobile terminal

A closed country, numb people...

Such thoughts flashed by, and soon, he suppressed the out-of-the-box resentment, put on a smile like an ordinary drinker on his face, stepped over the solid wood carved threshold, and began to walk in.

Unlike the coldness of the city streets at night, the business of this tavern was unimaginably hot and bustling. He saw the waiters running around without touching the ground, very busy.

Sotana made a rough calculation. In addition to the employees of the tavern itself, there are at least seventy customers here. This number is very exaggerated in a tavern in a remote city, and most of these customers stick their buttocks tightly to the seats. , his eyes stared at the table like a demon.

"Servant, come to me!"

"You stink like a leper."

...

One after another voices came to Sotanar's ears. Regarding these incomprehensible words, he didn't rush to look around and ask for information. Instead, he found a seat and sat down on his own, and ordered a glass of wine with a reasonable price.

Soon, he got the wine he wanted, but the waiter's attitude was not good, perhaps because he was too busy, and his face didn't have the flattering smile that Sotana was used to, even after he put the silver coins into the other's tray.

He picked up the wine and took a sip, um~ To be honest, the taste is not very good, let alone the red wine and brandy exported by the marsh dwarves, and even the wine brewed by some small workshops in the trading city-state, the inferior wine here can't match phase.

Sotana raised his eyes and looked around. The decoration style of this tavern is not bad, barely noticeable, but the service is too poor, the wine and food are single and boring. Although there are bards playing the harp, there is no favorite among men. Diva and dancer.

Judging from the current experience, there is no place here that can make him feel good, and it is not enough to attract such a huge number of customers. His keen business sense tells Sotana that the only thing that can make this place lively is The magic of those card gods is gone.

He started to move to the next table.

This table may be the table with the largest number of onlookers. As for the reason for the onlookers, a guy who looks like an adventurer is doing his hands quickly.

Tear open the sealed pack of cards.

"Hahaha! Your luck is even worse than I imagined."

The person next to Sotana took a sip from the wine glass, and said to the adventurer sitting in the seat, he noticed that this person was one of the people who had just responded to those stupid remarks, so he pulled away without a trace. distance.

"Luck has a lot of uncertainty, but I believe that my luck is about to come, and the next pack should be fine, at least it is rare and epic."

The adventurer rubbed his hands, stacked the checked cards, put them aside, and skillfully unwrapped the other card pack.

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

"Shut up! Shameless!"

Hearing this, the adventurer suddenly widened his eyes, awe-inspiring: "The guy who plays the priesthood is not worthy to talk to me!"

Immediately afterwards, as the cards flashed in front of his eyes, the adventurer's previous aura suddenly disappeared, his face suddenly became extremely disappointed, and he slowly collapsed on that seat: "... You shouldn't have gone to the tavern to rest."

There was good-natured laughter all around.

But Sotana noticed something more.

A gambler’s psychology, he said to himself in his heart, he had carefully read those small pieces of paper, whether it was the normal edition or the so-called collector’s edition, although the painting skills were excellent, the color matching was ingenious, and there was even an ingenious sound design, but Sotana You know, none of this is the reason for its success.

The real core of this card called Elegy lies in a series of rules and playing methods surrounding it. That is what is really valuable in his opinion, and it also reflects the skill of its creator. It is worthy of every businessman. Learn for it.

The scene here had just cooled down, but was instantly ignited.

"Wow! Legend!" A low cry sounded from another desktop, followed by a high-pitched and exciting card line: "I am the train king!"

When this card with a golden crystal at its core appeared, the crowd immediately became a commotion, and they all crowded towards the table, wanting to see who was lucky enough to have such good luck.

Sotana was taken aback by the frantic crowd, but followed closely behind, pushing to the forefront with the help of the guards as the flowing crowd.

The owner of the card is a young boy. He is dressed in shabby clothes and is patched. He is about thirteen or fourteen years old. Seeing so many people rushing all at once, the boy looks nervous and shrinks back. Tape the seat and hide that card behind your back for protection.

There is only a pair of opened card holders on his desk.

"Dragon God is here! This kid only has one expansion pack? One set of cards has produced a legendary card. This is simply a blessing from the gods. Little Antuso is probably about to cry."

"Even if it is a common version of the legendary card, its value is incalculable, not to mention the legend of the expansion pack of the "Tukhala Desert" series that was just released. If this card is sold, the child will live forever until he reaches adulthood." worry."

"Train King Rinoy, I heard that Mr. Warren is struggling to find this card. He said that he wants to form a deck called 'Fast Break' and prepare to show his skills in the upcoming competition."

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

Sotana learned something very important from these gossip. What did he hear? A card that is artificially created for entertainment, but can protect the life of a child from the age of fourteen to adulthood?

This seems a bit unbelievable to him, an outsider, but these northerners take it for granted.

There is only one possibility to produce such an effect. This card has been widely recognized in the Northland and has a considerable market demand. It is in circulation, and people recognize its value and are willing to pay for its high price.

If this level is achieved, in a sense, this "legendary" level card already has the characteristics similar to precious metals and magic metals, and can replace currency at some point.

This is simply unbelievable. You must know that these are all man-made industrial products. The production cost of such a card is less than ten copper plates!

Sotana screamed in his heart, he felt that these people were simply lunatics and their imaginations were too much.

But after calming down and thinking about it, he found that this possibility is not impossible, but the premise is that the creator of the playing cards has achieved a superb level and has the ability to rule the entire market. Such a terrible thing is unaware.

If it was him who operated it, even if the Clayte business group he belonged to fully supported it regardless of the cost, Sotana would not think he could do it, not to mention 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 surged out of his heart like a tidal wave. This can be called a trace of the business history of Elradia. He is eager to see the dominant side of things, even if it is just a few words of teaching, he is willing Offer generous rewards.

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