"Coming from out of town? Traveling, treasure hunting, or attending a sea feast?"

Seeing that he didn't speak, the boss started to smoke.

The mixed smell of tobacco and alcohol filled the air, and Su Mingan frowned slightly.

"All of them," he responded.

"From what I see, you don't look like you are short of gold and jewelry." The boss smiled: "But you are very interested in cannibalism?"

"Isn't the boss interested?" Su Mingan saw that other locals seemed to be very interested in this.

"No." The boss blew out a smoke ring: "...I haven't lived enough yet. Those crazy people have lived enough and want to go to Yunzhong City. I can see the facts clearly. The place where the legendary gods live,

It’s not that easy... By the way, you came here alone to inquire about information? Where are your family members? "

"It's just me." Su Mingan asked: "Boss, the feast at sea...what is the specific content?"

Seeing that the familiar boss seemed unwilling to leave, Su Mingan simply started asking.

"What other rules can there be? Just fight each other." The boss smiled: "The specific rules of the sea feast are changed every year, but they are all the same. The contestants kill each other in this small broken city... Victory

The team can meet the princess and obtain a pass to Yunzhong City."

...It’s almost the same as what Su Ming’an learned.

Seeing that there was not much information about this feast at sea, Su Mingan turned to ask what he was really interested in.

"Boss, do you have a map here?" He leaned back slightly and deflected the smoke ring the boss blew out.

"What map."

"Map of the city."

"Oh, this is not a coincidence, young man." The boss rapped his thick knuckles on the table: "It's a coincidence that you asked about this map. I am the only one in the east of the city who sells it. The other families are all fishermen.

, does not sell maps.”

"Price?" Su Mingan said.

To say that his biggest advantage so far is the pile of Art Stones on his body. He has counted them before, and they are enough to be counted one hundred and twenty times. They are all the inventory on the Art ship.

He had asked Elena before if the locals would accept anything else. He still had a bunch of blood bottles and returned equipment in his backpack, but he got a negative answer. The dungeon seemed to not want to let players take advantage of this loophole, and the npc did not accept it.

Equipment and props brought by players.

If you want to trade locally, in addition to using the local currency, you can only use special items produced in the current instance such as the Art Stone.

Therefore, Elena is right to say that he is a "fat sheep".

He indeed had enough stuff on him to buy a city.

Listening to his words, the boss's eyes moved slightly.

He stood up, searched in the cabinet next to him, and found a piece of yellowed parchment.

"Keep it well. It's not easy to make maps. I only have three in stock here. Just now, a foreigner like you came to buy one. Now there are only two left."

The boss slapped the parchment in front of him.

Su Mingan looked at the map.

[Special props · Panoramic map of Praia]

[Panorama Map of Praia: With this map, the streets and alleys of Praia will feel as warm as home in front of you. 】

...It's actually the real thing.

During the team chat, Su Mingan knew that the map of Sea City was a precious thing, and there were many players in the channel chat who were spending a lot of money to buy it.

But now...he just randomly found a tavern and asked about the map, and this thing appeared in front of him.

"What price?" he asked.

"The foreigner came to buy just now, and I asked him to pay three hundred Coles (currency)." The boss rubbed his chin beard and glanced at him with a pair of small eyes: "You..."

Su Mingan looked at him.

"Dong dong."

The boss showed a somewhat joking smile.

He rapped his thick knuckles on the wooden table: "Drink this juice."

"..."

"If you drink the juice, the map will be given to you for free," the boss said.

Su Mingan laughed.

He didn't know whether this was the benefit brought by his S+ charm, or whether his boss was deliberately making things difficult for him.

How could he drink a drink that had no idea what was added to it?

"For a price, I won't drink juice."

"Don't drink?"

The boss raised his thick eyebrows.

His face turned slightly gloomy: "It's just a glass of juice, young man, why don't you give me some face, the boss?"

"Businessmen, when you pay with one hand and deliver the goods with the other hand, why force others to drink." Su Mingan said calmly: "You sell things and I pay for them. Isn't it good to have equal exchange?"

Having watched the World Channel, he probably knows the value of three hundred Coles.

One hundred Coles is equivalent to ten camp contribution points, and three hundred Coles is only thirty camp contribution points.

He can afford it.

But the boss's attitude of forcing people to drink made him feel something was wrong.

Sure enough, when he said the words of rejection, the people in the corner moved.

Broad shadows came out of the corners. When he raised his head, he found that his table had been gradually surrounded.

Even the drunkards who were drinking and playing dice opened their bloodshot eyes at this time, staring at him with pairs of big copper bell-like eyes.

The singing dancer stopped singing, and someone slowly closed the wooden door.

Facing everyone's malicious looks, Su Ming'an tapped his fingers on the table.

"That's it." Su Mingan said, "You are in the same group."

When the boss sat down just now, he thought he was a good man who was alone in the chaos and was here to protect him. Now it seems that these people are still working together.

The boss was polite to him just now, probably because he was trying to find out his background. When he found that there was really no one following him, this group of people began to reveal their true nature.

There is nothing good in this mud-like area. There are probably taverns like this that traffic in foreigners everywhere in this shabby city.

The boss stood up, his tall body blocking the light.

He stretched out his hand and took out a long knife and hemp rope from the cabinet, and other people with malicious intentions also joined in.

"By the way, take down the table next to you too." The boss said to a thug.

The big men walked towards the couple next to them. The out-of-town couple turned pale and even stopped pouting.

"Ka-Kasan!"

"Xiao Na! Hide behind me and I will definitely protect you!"

"Kasan, I..."

"Xiao Na, don't be afraid, stand behind me!"

The young man in the couple stood up suddenly and protected the woman behind him. The veins on his face were exposed and he roared at the top of his lungs at the big man:

"You bastards

If you want to touch Xiaona, just step on my body first!"

Su Mingan watched this scene with his eyes moving slightly.

The next moment, the stick in the big man's hand hit the young man on the head with a "snap".

The young man shuddered and fell to the ground, unconscious.

"Kasan! Kasan" the woman screamed.

Su Mingan withdrew his gaze.

On the side, the boss approached him and twisted the rope in his hand.

"Don't move, I don't want to hit you." The boss sneered: "We still have to thank you stupid foreigners for our life to be so good."

"Really?" Su Mingan glanced at the big man in the store: "I would like to thank you for sending me a lot of information."

"What to give?" The boss was stunned.

Su Mingan stood up.

In his hand, he held a long sword covered with black flowing liquid.

…
To be continued...