At the end of the tunnel is a stone door.

On the stone door, there is also a pair of strange monster sculptures.

These are two creatures like strange birds. The feathers on the top of their heads are rising up, forming the shape of a crown.

When he saw someone coming, light shone out from his pupils as big as a longan, and the entire stone sculpture immediately started to move.

"This is the Ertik Bird, the Bird of Wealth, the rumored mysterious creature. It is said that it has the ability to quickly identify and estimate wealth..." The old witch took a step forward and signaled Sulu to step forward: "To enter the high-end trade fair, you must present items that satisfy it, and it will open the door for you."

‘A good bird that is greedy for money…’

Sulu complained in her heart, and her expression on her face did not change at all.

Of course, with his current masked state, no one can see his real expression.

"Then...this!"

He thought about it and simply handed over a stack of silver dollar bills.

"Didi!"

The eyes of the two Ershidick bird statues fluorescently, and like scanning lights, they swept over a thick stack of banknotes on his hand, and suddenly opened their mouths and made a pleasant tweet.

Rumble!

Amid the crisp bird singing, the stone door slowly opened, revealing the space inside.

"Please go in, I won't be with you after that."

The old witch bowed and gave it to her.

"What a strange bird!"

Sulu exclaimed and walked into the stone gate.

The criterion of value is not easy to measure.

It's okay if it is based on simple mysterious content or precious metals as the standard, but what I give is paper money! Pure national credit guarantee.

I don’t know how the two stone statue birds determined their value.

"Either...there are appraisers hiding in secret to manipulate, or it is the power of pure mystery...the latter is even more terrifying!"

Sulu walked into the space behind the stone gate and found that there was a square with different stone gates around it.

In the middle of the square, there is a circle of sofas, and cloaked people gather together in groups of three or three, all hiding their heads and tails, as if a mysterious salon is being held.

Instead of sitting down immediately, Sulu looked around curiously.

It seems that this place also seems to be part of the ruins, perhaps it was its former owner's warehouse.

“Very beautiful patterns, aren’t it?”

Just as he was copying some patterns on the stone wall, a female voice came over.

Sulu turned his head and saw a figure wearing a red cloak.

Although the sound made was a female voice, who was actually inside was completely foggy.

"Yes, the witchcraft style is full of witchcraft, I think it should come from the hands of a [wizard]!"

Sulu shrugged and answered indifferently.

"Indeed... the profession of [wizard] is different from the [witch]!" said the female voice under the red cloak.

[Witch] is a profession that only women can take up, while [Witch] is more balanced.

Sulu talked to her for a few more words and found that the other party should be a spellcaster profession and had a rich knowledge reserve.

When! When!

Just when the woman in the red cape wanted to communicate more, a bell rang from the center of the square.

"The deal has begun, let's go!"

The female voice under the cloak sent an invitation.

"OK!"

Sulu saw a group of figures coming to the center, so he naturally followed him and chose a long sofa to sit down.

At this moment, the red cloak sat next to him without hesitation, and a rich smell of perfume drifted over.

"Everyone!"

After everyone took their seats, an old man wearing a silver mask came to the center and spoke: "The dawn of the gods is coming...it is our luck. Today we drink fine wine together and exchange for the existence and absence of each other. We hope that in the future, we can open up the legendary path together!"

This person's voice was not loud, but it seemed to be telling everyone's ears that there was an inexplicable force field around him.

Su Lu felt a little nervous when he saw it, knowing that the other party should be a fourth-level master-level profession.

After looking at the audience, there were at least thirty people, each of which was at least second-level or above.

It can be said that the elites of the extraordinary people in the city of Charles may be here.

‘No…this extraordinary deal might be like the Federal Eleventh Bureau and the church’s people!’

At the end of the day, an oak staff appeared on the old man wearing a mask, and lightly pointed it.

Rumble!

In the middle of the salon, a stone platform slowly rose, with a black balance above it, with a vertical eye pattern in the middle.

"Is that... 'Fair Libra'?"

At this time, Sulu heard the cloaked woman beside her murmur in a low voice.

"Just Libra?"

He asked curiously.

"In the myth of the New World... Indigenous Gods used a balance to weigh the souls of believers to determine their piety and good and evil. That was the origin of the original artifact balance... And this fair scale, although far from that great existence, was also a rare mysterious object. It can measure the value of the items on both sides and rarely make any mistakes."

The cloaked woman looked at Sulu, as if she understood that he was a newcomer, and explained to him.

"So that's how it is!"

Su Lu nodded, knowing that this balance might be the source of the sculpture identification ability on the door.

Moreover, it is also the basis for the establishment of such a trade fair, which can identify counterfeit and counterfeit products.

However, the value assessment in everyone's eyes may not be equal to the balance.

What it maintains is a generally fair environment.

"Then... according to the rules, the guests in the direction of Aries will speak first and sort it clockwise, is there no problem?"

The old man wearing a mask looked around, nodded, and returned to his seat.

On the right side of Sulu, a man in black robe stood up at a distance of five or six people, and went to the stone platform in the middle, took out a box from under the cloak, and after opening it, there was a strange purple flower the size of a bowl: "A magical material, a perilla orchid flower, exchange for a potion that helps mental power, or a golden dragon for sale..."

‘So that’s the perilla orchid?’

Sulu's eyes lit up. He knew that this material was a main material for the medium and high-level potion. The fat man looked like a spellcaster and seemed to be in a hurry to lack mental potion.

"200 Golden Dragon!"

"220 Golden Dragon!"

"Malvious potion, two standard portions!"

The people sitting around offered quotes, and the last green man reported the potion that Sulu's eyelids twitched.

‘It’s true… The Gaosuo tribe has existed for so long, and the formula might have been circulated long ago!’

It can be seen that the trader seemed to be in a hurry to be in need of the drug. After hearing the name of the vicious drug, he looked at the man in green robe regardless of other people's golden dragon's price increase: "Trade!"

When trading, they place their own items on the fair Libra.
Chapter completed!