Chapter 110
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Chapter 110: Transaction
Mu Ling sat on the bed, holding her breath as her grip on the phone tightened.
Puzzle.
The man’s movements…
Other things could be ignored.
Other villains could be temporarily abandoned.
But the information about this man—
That was something she absolutely could not miss.
Something she could not let go of.
He had taken away everything from her family.
He had taken away everything from herself.
Mu Ling closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and then opened them again.
Soon, a new message appeared on her phone.
“Mysterious Magic: Hmm, but I’m not sure what the price for this information should be in terms of points.”
Everyone’s initial points were 500, and since they hadn’t yet conducted a trade using points, they didn’t know the specific value of information or traded goods.
And pricing, as “Profligate” had mentioned, was his responsibility.
“Profligate: Let’s start with a basic universal price. A common Relic is around 100 points, while higher-quality and powerful Relics start at 300 points. Civilization-level Relics are over 2,000 points.”
Bai Yan based his pricing on the market value of the Otherworlds of the Air Alliance.
He had recently read many books on the supernatural and had developed a solid understanding of the common knowledge regarding The Otherworlds.
Any Civilization-level Relic possessed extraordinary abilities, allowing supernaturals to fight beyond their level.
Its price was at least twenty times that of an ordinary Relic.
Take, for example, the “Invisible Cloak of Hermes.”
Once Maryse possessed it, she could face “Apocalypse” level top-tier experts—
Watching their desperate attacks while remaining untouched.
Even they would break into a sweat, realizing they couldn’t land a hit.
The slightly more advanced “High-level Relics”, such as:
“Disguise Mask” – possessing powerful functionality, offering remarkable utility, and having an extremely high upper limit.
“Enchanted Pistol” – despite its ordinary-sounding name, it could easily injure shadow-like “Aliens” and effectively attack beings with physical immunity.
In contrast, the lowest-tier common Relics were often regarded as “trash” in Babel Tower’s lottery.
Most of them only provided simple spell effects, such as:
“Fireball Launch”
“Lie Detection”
“Protection Shield”
Mu Ling’s black greatsword and Maryse’s Ring of Protection both belonged to this level.
Their battle assistance was limited, and their value was low.
For instance, Mu Ling’s “Night Blade” only slightly decreased her vision during the day—
Something barely noticeable for her “superhuman” body.
Since Profligate’s price ratio was similar to the market price ratio of Relics, no one objected after hearing it.
“Although Civilization-level Relics are considered strategic materials with set prices, it is rare for extraordinary individuals to sell them. Only the top-tier figures would engage in such transactions.”
Offline, Alan was pondering in the bathroom.
He felt a bit crazy—or perhaps insanely so.
It seemed that the new members of their organization could trade Civilization-level Relics internally!
Normally, these Relics were only exchanged between major powers.
But now, it appeared that the “Savior” had given many of them to the Babel Tower members.
“Profligate: Once we have a specific benchmark price, we can even price other things, such as information that doesn’t have a tangible form.”
“Nightsaber: Mr. Mysterious Magic, is your information of great significance? I intend to kill ‘Mr. Mystery.’ If it is merely some insignificant gossip, I shall not pay a steep price.”
“Mysterious Magic: This information is enough to determine the life and death of ‘Mr. Mystery’ and the survival of the Black Star Faction in Tatsumi City.”
“Nightsaber: Very well. In that case, I am willing to offer 150 points to purchase your information.”
Mu Ling was willing to trade one and a half ordinary Relics in exchange for this information.
“Mysterious Magic: Agreed.”
Amy quickly got to work.
“Nightsaber’s” forum points instantly dropped from 500 to 350, while “Mysterious Magic’s” points increased to 650.
“Mysterious Magic” privately messaged “Nightsaber.”
Bai Yan, under the guise of “Profligate”, brazenly eavesdropped on their trade.
Amy immediately noticed that “Profligate” was listening in on their transaction—
But she didn’t dare to challenge him.
After all, Amy was also a participant in the trading market, not the regulator.
If she got caught spying on others’ transactions, her reputation would be ruined.
However, “Profligate” was different.
As the appointed guide of the Savior, he held a privileged and transcendental status.
Most importantly—he wasn’t involved in the trades himself.
“Mysterious Magic: The Demon Hunt Agency has found ‘Mr. Mystery’s’ hiding place.”
“Mysterious Magic: They will soon take action and completely wipe out the Black Star Faction’s influence in Tatsumi City within a few days.”
“Nightsaber: So, where exactly is ‘Mr. Mystery’ hiding?”
“Mysterious Magic: I don’t know the exact location, but I do know that the ‘Emperor’ will personally intervene. One thing is certain—’Mr. Mystery’s’ days are numbered.”
Of course, Alan couldn’t reveal the location.
After all, he was a member of the Demon Hunt Agency.
But telling Nightsaber that Mr. Mystery’s demise was imminent wasn’t considered a betrayal.
“The Emperor will personally act…”
Mu Ling couldn’t help but ponder.
That man was a top-tier imperial guard, even in the Eyes of the Empire.
“Nightsaber: Okay, I understand. Thank you.”
“Mysterious Magic: You don’t have to thank me. It’s just a trade.”
After Bai Yan absorbed all this information, he fell into deep thought.
As expected, during their disappearance, Mr. Mystery and the Black Star Faction had been preparing something…
The villains couldn’t possibly be idle.
Although the pharmaceutical company’s plan was disrupted and their werewolf ambush failed,
Mr. Mystery wouldn’t just sit still and take the hits.
He had to be preparing a backup plan.
“X: By the way, if you want to buy any Night Union specialties, feel free to contact me anytime. I can find a way to get them for you.”
“X: This is a rough checklist. Please take a look.”
Everyone’s phones displayed a new checklist—
A long list of Night Union specialties, including:
Various technological products
Special medications
Local snacks
Bai Yan immediately realized—
“Cybertyrant” was trying to sell Night Union’s goods to Babel Tower members, earning points and buying powerful Relics from them.
And the best part?
She didn’t need to pay anything to get these items.
Because, in a way, “Cybertyrant”, who could manipulate the network, was the “god” of the electronic payment era.
A wolf in sheep’s clothing.
Bai Yan understood her true intentions completely
Bai Yan took a sip of water and donned his kitchen apron.
Thoughts of today’s events lingered in his mind.
In theory, “Cybertyrant” possessed almost unlimited wealth.
However, if she frequently misappropriated funds or directly manipulated e-commerce to “procure” goods for herself…
She would increasingly risk being arrested.
Even if she couldn’t be entirely traced online, dealing with unpredictable superhuman abilities could be extremely troublesome.
“Hopefully, she won’t get out of hand.”
Bai Yan’s dinner tonight was homemade seaweed-wrapped rice.
But it was vastly different from the ordinary version.
He had added many peculiar ingredients—large prawns, crabmeat, five nuts, and peanuts…
When he was bored and alone, he even made chocolate ice cream rolls by himself.
As he ate his seaweed-wrapped rice, one mouthful at a time, he suddenly noticed a text message on his phone.
It was from the captain.
“It’s already 7 o’clock in the evening… what’s going on?”
Bai Yan furrowed his brows.
“Gather at Block 31 in the East Industrial Zone in 20 minutes for an emergency mission.”
Hmm?
Emergency mission?
Bai Yan was momentarily stunned.
He immediately recalled the information Alan had revealed on the forum.
Could it be…
Mr. Mystery was about to be caught?
“Has this BOSS finally appeared?”
Just then, a notification from “Babel Tower” popped up.
His phone vibrated, and the distinct font made the message perfectly clear.
“Emergency mission!”
