Chapter 125: Black Market
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Trade?
An extra trace of coldness appeared on Tang Ling’s expression.
Did his exposed spoils on the back of his tactical backpack attract attention?
Trade the black-winged mantis’ front arms and wings at this kind of place? What kind of bullsh*t would that be? Tang Ling would never believe him.
Maybe Tang Ling’s sharp reaction scared the person, or it was the flashy silver badge that stated his ident.i.ty clearly enough, but the man felt pressured.
The man hesitated for a moment and mustered up enough courage to walk closer to Tang Ling. While he was walking forward, he unb.u.t.toned his battle uniform.
“Okay, brother, would you still doubt me like this?
What the h.e.l.l? The man’s action of unb.u.t.toning his s.h.i.+rt as he walked over stupefied Tang Ling, but when he glanced over at the man, his breath hastened and he instinctively stood up.
He saw that inside the man’s battle uniform, there was a weapon that he had once used before and left a strong impression on him. It was the Desert Eagle. He also saw several smaller weapons that glared blindingly.
The other weapons were not special. They were just some daggers, bra.s.s knuckles and military knives, but no matter how uninformed Tang Ling was, he could tell that the weapons were made from high-grade materials due to their unique icy blue l.u.s.ter.
They were even higher grades than the military knife that Tang Ling had borrowed from Orston.
Other than that, there were also several grenades in his uniform. They were grenades from the old civilization!
All these were attractive to Tang Ling. He never would have thought that the man’s battle uniform was a walking store of some sort.
“Call my Tony, brother. I think we should get to know each other.” The man finally relaxed a little when he saw Tang Ling’s interest piqued. He even flashed a kind smile and removed one of the daggers that were fastened inside his battle uniform.
He put the dagger on the ground with the tip facing himself and kicked it over to Tang Ling.
“It’s Grade B alloy with some biomaterial inside. I do my business honestly. You can check for yourself, brother.”
Tang Ling saw the dagger with the icy blue l.u.s.ter at his feet, but he was not in a hurry to pick it up. Instead, he sized Tony up carefully for the first time.
He had brown hair, deep-set black eyes, yellow skin, and high brows. All the signs clearly declared that he had Meranian bloodline from the old civilization.
Tony’s gaze was sincere but anxious. He seemed really eager to strike a deal with Tang Ling.
Subtly, Tang Ling picked up the dagger from the ground.
The grip on the dagger was comfortable since the handle was wrapped with blue bittersweet vines. Tang Ling skillfully performed several transitions with the dagger before he swung and threw the dagger towards the rock that he sat on earlier. The dagger left an icy blue trail in the air before it plunged deeply into the rock.
That was a b.l.o.o.d.y fantastic dagger!
Tang Ling knew it better than anyone. The throw was simple and he did not even exert his full strength! If the material was not hard or sharp enough, it could not have plunged deep into the rock easily.
Grade B alloy was already more precious than the alloy used to forged the standard-issued armor and swords of the Purple Moon Warriors. The standard alloy grade that the Purple Moon Warriors used was grade C alloy.
All these so-called alloys and their grades were the product of technology that surpa.s.sed the old civilization.
The best alloy in the old civilization barely rivaled the current grade D alloy because the old civilization could not get their hands on the biomaterial unique to this era to combine it with metal to forge higher-grade alloy.
According to the official categorization, the metal was divided into four main grades.
The first grade would include all the normal metals and alloys.
The second grade would be high-grade alloy, which was further divided into six minor grades: S, A, B, C, D, and E.
The third grade was superalloy. The lowest grade of superalloy would be Cla.s.s 1 superalloy and the highest, Cla.s.s 5 superalloy.
The superalloy material possessed certain traits of its own such as the ability to produce heat or generate cold.
In short, the information on the superalloy back at the information library was vague. Just by relying on his knowledge would be hard for Tang Ling to imagine what a superalloy was.
Fortunately, the rank 3 Purple Moon Warrior named Anthony did use his Cla.s.s 1 superalloy weapon, Night Lightning, during his fight with the Raider dragon.
Thanks to that fight, Tang Ling got a bit more knowledge about the superalloy. Could it be even more powerful than the firearms of the old civilization from a certain perspective? He desired for such a weapon, but he was still too far away.
Lastly, there was another metal that was above the superalloy named G.o.dnium.
G.o.dnium referred to the legendary minerals found in the mines at G.o.d’s place.
Unpredictable in nature, it was absurdly powerful and somewhat grand in existence. Therefore, only a name such as G.o.dnium was fitting to describe such metal.
What kind of bullsh*t description is that? Tang Ling was utterly confused when he read the short paragraph about G.o.dnium back in the information room.
As his mind recalled all the information about the metals, Tang Ling remained calm when he removed the grade B alloy dagger embedded on the rock.
Deep in his heart, he had fallen in love with the dagger! If he had the dagger during the fight with the black-winged mantis, coupled with the giant numbing spider’s venom sac, things would have turned out a lot smoother.
Since he was unable to break through the black-winged mantis’s defense, he could have coupled the dagger with his Precise Instinct and find other ways to leave more cuts on the mantis’s body. Then, he would not have been forced to slide under its abdomen which was its only weak point.
“Your dagger is a fine specimen that I’m interested in. What’s next?” Tang Ling kicked the dagger back to Tony without being overly concerned although the thought of swiping it off the man crossed his mind.
The stuff Tony owned were rather excessive to the point that they would attract suspicion and speculation.
However, it was the man’s secret, and Tang Ling had no intention of probing. Gossiping in this era was definitely not a healthy habit. He acted like he was slightly interested so that he could prevent himself from being cheated.
That was right. Tang Ling did have the notion of trading. He had lots of strange items in his possession, but he lacked a way to convert them into useful things. He originally thought about asking Su Yao for advice and help to deal with the stash.
“Then what?” Tony exaggerated the surprise on his face. He then resumed his kind smile and said, “We trade, of course, my dear little sir.”
Changing from ‘brother’ to ‘little sir’ sounded weird.
Tang Ling studied Tony with a very faint smile without saying anything as if he was waiting for him to continue.
Tony was not stupid either. He knew what Tang Ling was thinking about, so he boldly took a step forward. “Your ident.i.ty as a New Moon Warrior qualifies for the trade. Besides, you tested the dagger and returned it back to me without any hesitation, which proves your character. People like you are ideal for trading in the black market, and I, as trader No. 57 of the black market, am honored to meet you. Are there any more problems regarding the trade?”
As he spoke, Tony took a black badge out of his inner uniform pocket. On top of it was a simple logo that represented money in the old civilization.