People Are in the Kingdom of God, and They Have Just Taken Place in the Adult Room

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The candlelight flickered and the lights were in a trance.

Giles, who was sitting at the simple stone table, had pale face and dry lips, and he explained how he knew the dream merchant, how he looked for the dream merchant, and even the whole process of the transaction after he found it.

After speaking, the interrogation room fell silent.

The priest Palmer, who was sitting across from him, had his eyebrows drooped and placed his right hand on the tabletop, tapping lightly, falling into thought.

The depressed atmosphere made Giles' heart beat like a drum. After a while, he tentatively asked:

"Dream merchant is... heresy?"

"Here? It's hard to say. If he is heresy, instead of selling a supernatural trait at will, it is better to use it to cultivate fanatics, and even sell it to pirates than to sell you."

"Then he is...selling the stolen goods?"

"There is no need to sell stolen goods to you. There are channels in the black market."

"Then what is his purpose?"

"If I guessed correctly, he should be performing some kind of extraordinary ritual!"

Palmer continued to analyze:

"Able to sell extraordinary characteristics at will, most of these people are unbelievers, and looking at the variety of items in his hands, there is only one possibility for his identity-a pirate."

"Even if you are not a pirate, you are probably a bloodthirsty person. Otherwise, there are so many extraordinary characteristics and items that you can't explain at all."

"Your luck is very good. If I guess right, you should be the first few customers he met. He needs to build a reputation through the extraordinary characteristics of trading. Once the reputation is established, I suspect that he is very likely to sell first and then kill. Even so, it does not rule out the possibility of him killing you in the future."

Palmer's words shocked Giles, his scalp numb.

The interrogation room fell silent.

After a long time, Palmer, who had the timing in place, said again:

"Mr. Giles, are you interested in becoming a peripheral member of ours? In this way, you will not only enjoy our protection and serve the church, but you will also have the opportunity to acquire new and extraordinary characteristics."

"This..." Giles was startled. The intimidation just now was just to absorb me?

But it cannot be denied that what Palmer said makes sense.

In case the Dreamland Merchant is a black-hearted man who has sold his stuff here, and then kills him backhandedly, it is not impossible.

In addition, can I decline the church's invitation?

"This is what I dream of!" Giles stood up and saluted.

"The Lord said, we must be kind to the lamb who is lost and knows how to return." Palmer also stood up and opened his arms: "Welcome, Mr. Giles."

"It is my glory to be able to serve my lord." Giles said.

"Since you are very likely to have been targeted by Dream Merchants, I will arrange for someone to conduct an assault training for you and send someone to protect you secretly. I hope you will cooperate with our actions."

"Yes!" Giles nodded and thought to himself, isn't this just using me as bait?

...

...

Piccol House, located at 14 Stewart Avenue, this is a very old dilapidated house.

The owner is a dizzy old lady.

Piccol rented here because of the slowness of the old lady.

Back home, Ning Xiuyuan cleaned up all Picole’s personal belongings neatly, then put on his own personal bedding, took a hot bath, and then lay on the soft couch, finally feeling like a human being back. .

This sleep is almost the most comfortable sleep since he fell into the iceberg Ikiles.

I woke up the next day and was already three poles in the day.

He slowly solved the personal hygiene problem, and then left the residence and went out looking for food.

Purchase some personal supplies by the way, especially clothing that fits Piccol's figure.

After some purchases, Ning Xiuyuan also had a basic understanding of Egbert's urban planning.

It was getting dark, so he escaped into the dreamland, followed Picole's memory, came to the black market, and set up a stall in the old place.

These are all cheap supplies of Picole.

However, he sorted it out and eliminated the fakes that had been refilled indiscriminately.

Dreamland, time is long.

Ning Xiuyuan, who set up a stall for the first time in his life, still had a bit of fresh energy at first, but slowly he couldn't get any energy up.

It's not that business is bad.

On the contrary, Picole's business is pretty good.

Because he sells cheap consumables, and adulteration is cheap, there are naturally many customers, and many of them are repeat customers.

They even told Piquel excitedly that their magic experiment was about to succeed.

This scene made Ning Xiuyuan quite emotional. The old profiteer, Piccoll, dared to set up a stall in the same place, and he really had two brushes.

However, although the business was good, Ning Xiuyuan's mood was getting lower and lower.

Not making money is one;

The progress of the fusion of extraordinary rituals is also very slow.

No, it is very slow!

Ning Xiuyuan, who has entered the Fourth Ring, has never experienced this kind of integration progress.

Look at the appearance, no more than three to five years, never want to complete the extraordinary ceremony.

"Ugh!"

Ning Xiuyuan sighed silently in his heart, and while counting the data, he tried to analyze the extraordinary ritual nature of the transaction judge from the massive data.

"Hey, brother, do you know about Dream Merchant?"

At this moment, a frivolous voice interrupted Ning Xiuyuan's thoughts, and a middle-aged man came over.

"Dream merchant? What happened?"

Ning Xiuyuan looked up with a hesitant expression on his face.

From Piccol's memory, he knew that this man in front of him was a black market **** named Edward, who lingered on the black market all the year round, mingled among the occult circles, helping people run errands, and doing some unfavorable work.

"No? There are things you don't know?" Edwards exaggerated.

"Do I know that it's your ass? Don't be an eyesore and get out of the way." Ning Xiuyuan imitated the Picole in his memory, looking impatient.

"No, it's about extraordinary characteristics." Edwards smiled hippiely.

"Oh?" Ning Xiuyuan showed some interest.

Edwards reached out wretchedly and touched the booth, pinching a small piece of bright red cinnabar, while paying attention to Ning Xiuyuan's face, and seeing him tacitly approve of his small movements, he smiled and said in a low voice:

"If it wasn't for the good relationship between us, I wouldn't tell him ordinary people!"

"I'm telling you, a mysterious man who claimed to be a dream merchant appeared in this dream land last night, claiming to have everything in his hand, even with extraordinary characteristics."

"It is said that this dream merchant is very mysterious and mysterious. It looks like a shadow. He suddenly came back to life. With a wave of his hand, there are more than a dozen bottles of extraordinary characteristics. Would you like to trade?"

"Hey, don't you believe it, Giles, do you know? It's the professor who teaches astronomy. He bought an extraordinary feature last night. It is said that he has become an extraordinary person."

Edward described it exaggeratedly, and Ning Xiuyuan was stunned.

Had it not been for the person involved, he would have doubted whether Edward was describing the imitation perpetrator?

"Really? Where's Giles himself?"

Ning Xiuyuan asked thoughtfully, this matter spread too quickly, right?

Those young people have such big mouths?

"I heard that ~www.readwn.com~ someone saw him teaching in the morning! Would you like me to find out for you?" Edwards looked like I understand what you mean.

"What am I asking him for?" Ning Xiuyuan said aggressively.

"Yes, yes, look at my mouth." Edwards has another expression that I understand.

"Go away, don't delay my business." Ning Xiuyuan waved impatiently.

"Don't, I'm also here to do business today."

Edward's face was thicker than the sky, and he could have a hippy smile when he was beaten or scolded. He looked around sneakily, took out the baggage from his arms, and opened it a little bit.

Ning Xiuyuan's originally nonchalant expression gradually became rigid as the baggage opened, and a deep chill rushed into his brain, making him subconsciously to distort his dreams and escape into the void.

——I saw a crystal lantern standing quietly in the shabby baggage.

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