Zheng Qing always knew that the northern area of Beta Town was gray.
This gray is not just a gray in the realistic sense - the wizards living in the North District "like" to wear the gray, rough linen robes; the exterior walls of the North District are often painted light gray; even the sky in the North District looks a little more gloomy than other parts of the island.
This gray also has a philosophical meaning. Compared with several other districts of Beta Town or other wizard settlements in the world, the social rules that pass through Beta Town North District seem to be less black and white. This place seems to be a silent forest disguised as human society. The "Witcher Code" and "The Law of the Jungle" are parallel, and the boundaries between good and bad are also somewhat blurred.
Just like this obscure and brief conversation between Crow No. 3 and the North District Wizard wearing exquisite robes, Zheng Qing is not difficult to infer what transaction the two are doing.
In modern times where Danhag and the Witcher Code are becoming increasingly popular, the ancient slave trade in the north of Beta Town still retains the ancient slave trade, which sounds like an impossible thing.
But Zheng Qing knew that this was the reality of the North District - at least, before Colma advanced - because the magicians had magic reactions and their magic power was very weak, they have always been the source of the best experimental subjects for the black magic experiment.
Many magicians voluntarily sign harsh contracts to sell their bodies and souls, in order to replace a powerful healing scroll for their families, or give their children a chance to enter small magical organizations like the "Kini Hut", or just give up on themselves and want to end the long and cold reality with a short and gorgeous life.
At least until last year, the North District was like this.
Since Colma advanced to the great wizard, as her prestige grew, the sky in the northern area has become more sunny, and the robes of pedestrians on the street have become more colored. For one of the smallest and most significant changes, Zheng Qing came to the northern area this time and saw almost no small wizard wearing a tattered robe selling inferior amulets made of frog tongues on the street.
Originally, he thought everything was moving in a good direction.
Until he saw this scene.
"So, what you mean is that because of your lack of strength, you can't receive enough good materials?" Crow No. 3 asked in a mechanical and cold voice.
The fat wizard stroked the ruby ring on his hand and replied carefully: "As you can see... Now more and more people in the North District have obtained that man's mark. Originally, the problems we could create with wooden sticks and axes could be solved with a few frogs... If there is no other way, we can't continue to do this business."
"if?"
Crow No. 3 murmured and repeated the subtle words, looking at the shameless guy in front of him, and after a while, he asked softly: "What does it mean?"
The fat wizard looked up at the statue of Gu that was still sleeping on the gatehouse.
When he lowered his head, Zheng Qing saw the obscure and greedy light flashing in his eyes.
"I heard that your experiments have enabled the receptor to stabilize the level of a registered wizard?" He lowered his voice and spoke quickly: "If I become a registered wizard, or a few more registered wizard-level puppets, then those guys holding frogs will definitely have no way to reject my kindness..."
"Where did you hear it?" Crow No. 3 interrupted his imagination.
"A very reliable channel." The fat wizard smiled, with a hint of cunning flashing in his eyes, and replied vaguely: "Buji Island is so big, and there are not many places that can get such news."
"Roaming, right?"
The crow's tone was a bit strange. He looked up and down at the fat wizard in front of him, and after a while, he nodded slightly: "We do have some trade with that old guy, but..."
"One hundred healthy experiments in good health!" The fat wizard rubbed his hands, like a feeding fly, and couldn't wait to give his own conditions: "Delivery within a week!"
"One week? Can you get so much?"
"If strength allows... in fact, we already have enough goals, but limited to objective conditions... If strength allows, at most one week, it is absolutely fine! You know my credibility!"
This time, Crow No. 3 pondered for a long time.
Then he stretched out his hand with leather gloves, grabbed the fat wizard's hand, and shook it: "Your credibility is really good. If that's the case... then we will give you a chance."
After saying that, he pulled out his hand, turned around and left straight, and disappeared into the shadows of the street corner in a moment.
The fat wizard standing there trembled and spread his palms out.
A peanut-sized bean lies in his palm.
With the bright moonlight, Zheng Qing could clearly see the light yellow metallic luster on the surface of the beans, as well as the clear letter ‘M’ engraved on the surface of the beans.
As if the hot sunlight melted the snow, the copper bean in the fat wizard's palm slowly melted in the cold moonlight, turning into a pool of liquid covered with tentacles, slowly seeping into his palm along the lines of his skin.
A very faint blood color flashed through the fat wizard's eyes.
The breeze blew, waving his wide robe, as if he felt something. He raised his hands high, opened his eyes wide, looked at every hair on his hands carefully, grinning, and silent ecstasy appeared on his face.
Zheng Qing did not see what happened later.
Because he found that he was leaving the intersection of Gudiao Street and quickly leaving the northern area of Beta Town, as if he was "ride" an invisible escape technique. In front of him was a rapidly retreating vision. The surrounding scenery rushed into his eyes wildly, making him have to close his eyes, and from time to time he could feel a burning heat passing by his body.
After a moment, the feeling of crazy movement gradually faded.
The young public student carefully opened his eyes and was surprised to find that he was standing at the door of the Wandering Bar. He raised his head and happened to see a window in the box on the second floor, where the wizard with a crow mask was carefully pulling the curtains.
The boy suddenly felt a little surprised.
The reason why I was able to "witness" the scene just now is probably because I was eager to catch the crow. Therefore, all the scenes I witnessed tonight were only related to the crow.
With this trace of enlightenment, Zheng Qing was like a real ghost, walking through the wall and entering the room. Soon, he came to the private room where the crow was.
Unexpectedly, there was another familiar figure in the room.
The wandering wizard was bandaging a wounded elf. The small tweezers flexibly flipped in his wide palm. He quickly treated the elf's injuries and even tied a beautiful bow on the wound.