dhibooks Chapter 563 Market Mission
Chapter 563 Market Mission
Chapter 563 Market Mission
So, if you want answers about what's going on here, it's only fitting that you ask her.
Grandma looked at the third wave of shop owners who came in today, and shook her head helplessly.
"I said, can't you find an opportunity to visit each other? Can't you set a time or send a representative?"
"Old lady, what I have said for so many years is not as much as I said today."
"But you should be the last wave. Tsk, the new shopkeepers always have much less foresight of danger than us old guys."
"What you see outside, is the norm here."
Mai Fan and Lisbon, two men with a full age difference and a baby, showed shocked expressions at the same time.
"So why do you think the shopkeepers here pitch up tents?"
"It's true that building a building here is expensive, but do you think that if someone who can open a shop here is ruthless, he really won't get a decent house?"
"Why do you make your tavern with only a few tables and a back kitchen the most luxurious building here?"
"It's really nothing to do. It's not like no one has built it here before."
"Did you see that blacksmith shop at the end of the street?"
"That's a shop with dwarven blood, hired goblins as material collectors."
"Will they be short of money if they know how to make gold?"
"But now you go and have a look. Apart from a professional furnace, there is a plastic curtain hanging as a cover for forging."
"One is that they have confidence in their forging techniques, and the other is that they don't want to waste their few precious metal materials because of the market's own reasons."
"Here, look outside, the man who looks like a dwarf is the owner of the forging shop."
"Look how happy he is smiling now."
Aren't you happy?A big foot that appeared out of nowhere stepped on a hole in the road wall set up by the market itself.
The collapse of the building caused billows of smoke...
Behind the flying dust, Mai Fan saw countless fighting figures.
Creatures that seemed to be their size were dealing with this monster with big feet?
The voice coming from the fight... Mai Fan can be sure that it is not any language he is familiar with now.
The shopkeepers, Mai Fan who opened the curtain looked around, everyone had the same confusion as him.
So, what exactly is the creature on the other side?Does it really belong to this world?
The grandmother on the opposite side also saw this scene, she smiled and shook her head: "Don't look, it must not be a creature on earth."
"Or yes, but it is definitely isolated from us in a different dimension."
"Don't ask me what those things are? Because I don't know either."
"But they come up every once in a while...every time something comes up, it's not necessarily fixed."
"But one thing is the same, because no matter what happens, the fringes of this market will definitely be affected."
"It's as if we are unintentional intruders. If we don't pay any price, we can't enter their world."
Hmm, like his villain system?It needs an accepting person to guide him, so that he can enter with the soul.
And this market is more like a robber breaking through with violence. The result of the rampage is...
The infrastructure around the market will be damaged from time to time.
"But why?"
Mai Fan couldn't figure it out.
Knowing that a strong intrusion into these worlds would cause equal damage to the bazaar, then what is the reason for this bazaar to bring everyone in like this?
Grandma laughed.
She stood up under the surprised eyes of Mai Fan and Lisbon, and the momentum around her soared to the sky.
This is obviously an old woman who is only about 1.5 meters tall, but Mai Fan, who is sitting opposite her, feels the pressure of almost two meters from her body.
"For a while, let's all be smarter and use all the means to save our lives."
"This market really spares no effort to find free labor for itself."
"But for us shopkeepers, having too many people is not a good thing."
"But it doesn't matter, if I don't tell you, few of you will know what to do."
"You young people will have a lot of opportunities in the future, so let us old guys have the last few opportunities."
After finishing speaking, Grandma arranged her clothes very solemnly, and took off the slightly heavy silver headdress one by one.
Use a black and blue binding cloth to wrap your hair round and round.
Clang clang clang...a pair of scimitars like a full moon were pulled out from behind.
"Oh oh oh... forgot! I am too old and my memory is not good!"
Grandma quickly put down the scimitar, and carried a huge bamboo basket behind her on her back.
"Hehe, this is for self-defense, one handful is enough, nothing works like this, this is a must."
After finishing speaking, Granny Yao had a long stick in her vacant hand.
Mai Fan slapped and covered his face.
"So, Mai, what the hell is that lady holding? Why is she doing it?"
Lisbon next to him didn't understand, of course he had to ask Mai Fan.
And Mai Fan had to explain to this uncle from the American continent.
In the process of explaining, you have to pay attention to the wording.
After all, Granny Yao was still standing in front of him with all the equipment.
"Lisbon, my friend, this is the mysterious weapon of our country of China. It is loved by the general public because of its high efficiency, convenience, multiple functions and low cost."
"In some specific jobs, it can work wonders."
"It liberates human hands, so that our waists will not be damaged by frequent ups and downs."
"In short, it is a very magical tool."
Yes, this is the multi-functional cleaning rod that sanitation workers will use when cleaning up small advertisements in the city and picking up cigarette butts.
And the current Granny Yao...if it wasn't for the shiny scimitar in the other hand...and the strange clothes on her body...
Mai Fan can say with certainty that as long as she rides on the small electric tricycle, she will be no different from the sanitation workers who are busy in various streets.
"So, why?"
Granny Yao answered with confidence: "Of course I can't say why! If I did, I would be asking for trouble for myself."
"Young man, sometimes no matter how much you say, it's not as important as seeing and feeling yourself."
"If you really want to know what I'm going to do...I allow you to follow me and observe."
(End of this chapter)