After Bi Dou finished speaking, he stepped aside and made a gesture. Except for the crystal chandelier above everyone's heads, all the lights in the room were turned off one by one.
Then, everyone at the Hunger Ball, including Bidou, disappeared into the darkness.
After a moment of silence at the round table, Mr. Thief chuckled and spoke first: "I'm selling you a service opportunity. Money is a bit tight lately, so the reward is just contribution points. And, after reaching an agreement, I want to get 70% of the deposit."
Tianyang didn't say anything. It was his first time attending such a party and he was curious about how it worked. He just wanted to confirm this by observation. Now, the thief spoke up and the 'goods' he was selling were actually his services.
What kind of service would it be? Stealing other people's stuff
"That's great. I'm in trouble recently." Mr. Gold said cheerfully from under his luxurious mask, "Mr. Thief, please help me get rid of this man. I hope he will be as if he has never appeared in this world. Is that possible?"
Huang Jin made a gesture, and a waiter wearing a mask brought him a notepad and a pen. Huang Jin picked up the pen and wrote something quickly on a page of notes, then tore it off and pushed it on the table.
The light note actually slid towards the thief as if it were an iron plate, feeling a little heavy.
The thief didn't even stretch out his hand, but just tapped the ground with his toes, and the note bounced up and fell in front of him. Then he reached out to catch it, read it once, and shook his hand. The note was like being thrown into a furnace. It didn't catch fire, but quickly turned into ash and scattered in the air.
"No problem. However, if Mr. Gold can make it look like he has never appeared in this world, there will be a lot of people and objects that need to be cleaned up, which will cost a lot of money."
A long laugh came from the golden mask: "Name your price. The last thing I lack is money."
"In view of Mr. Huang Jin's good credit record, I will charge 50,000 contribution points for this service. And I will only give you half of the deposit." The thief said with a smile in the hood.
Mr. Gold shook his head. "No need to bother with the deposit. I'll pay the full amount. If you do a good job, I'll give you another 20% reward. Of course, if you take the money and don't do the job, even if you escape from Skyfort, I'll have plenty of ways to hold you accountable."
"You are so generous." The thief smiled in his hood. "Don't worry, I am also a trustworthy person. If I run away with the bill, you don't have to pursue it. Mr. Bitou will look into the matter."
In the darkness, Bidou chuckled.
Next, Gold pays the fee and the agreement is established.
Tian Yang was secretly shocked. The secret party was far more shocking than he had imagined. Someone was selling killing services here, and it was the kind that would wipe out the roots. The cost of the service was as high as 50,000 contribution points. The transaction amount was really unexpected.
After receiving the 50,000 contribution points from Gold, the thief laughed and said, "Mr. Gold's commission is not that easy to handle. I am short of a weapon. Who among you is willing to sell me a weapon?"
The novelist exclaimed exaggeratedly: "Every hero has a favorite weapon. How can Mr. Thief be an exception? I happen to have a dagger here, which may meet your needs, Mr. Thief."
"I'm not a hero." The thief said self-deprecatingly, "But I want to see your dagger."
The novelist immediately reached into his bosom and pulled out a dagger. This dagger was of a very ordinary shape, without any decorative patterns, and even the color was dull.
But the thief leaned forward slightly, and asked with strong interest: "What does it have?"
What's the name? "
The novelist stroked the dagger with his hand and said, "Let me introduce you to this. This is Immaculate. It can weaken the defenses formed by abilities and items."
"Oh, it suits me very well. So, what is its price?"
The novelist leaned back slightly and said, "It's very cheap, only 12,000 contribution points."
The thief laughed: "It's a bit expensive. I think 8000 contribution points is quite fair."
"There's a saying in the world of the opposite sex that money can't buy what you love, and the best is the one that suits you. I think Mr. Bidou has weapons that are more powerful than mine, but he may not have weapons that are more suitable for you."
The novelist raised a finger and said, "How about this, we both take a step back and give 10,000 contribution points?"
This time the thief said cheerfully, "Deal!"
The deal was done quickly.
The novelist got contribution points and the thief got a dagger.
At this time, the queen sat up slightly and looked at Tianyang: "Mr. Death is a silent person. Could it be that Mr. Death came to the party just to drink Mr. Bitou's wine?"
There was a burst of laughter all around.
Tianyang knew that if he didn't ask for anything, they would think it was strange. After thinking for a while, he said in a low voice from the mask with a specially changed tone: "Legacy."
"I want the remains of the Black People. Does anyone have any?"
Mr. Huang Jin sat back in a comfortable position, looking at Tian Yang with a slightly tilted gaze: "Why do you need relics? Wouldn't it be better to buy raw materials and weapons directly?"
"Collect." Tianyang adheres to his style of being frugal with words.
"Hahaha..." Miss Queen laughed her signature laugh, "Mr. Death's interests are indeed unusual. It just so happens that I have a few small things here. I wonder if Mr. Death is interested."
She clapped her hands, and a servant brought a list and placed it on Tianyang's desk.
Tianyang picked it up and saw the following on the list:
Ash Orb, 15,000 contribution points.
Mad Dog Thalamus, 2000 contribution points.
Wizard's Eye, 8000 contribution points.
Mob Engine, 6500 contribution points.
... ... ..
There are nearly ten kinds of things in total, which surprised Tianyang a little. He didn't expect that the queen had so many relics.
Just as Tian Yang was about to buy the cheapest Mad Dog Thalamus as a souvenir, Mr. Huang Jin said, "If you're talking about relics, I have a few here. I wonder if Mr. Death is interested."
"Let me see." Tianyang responded concisely again.
Huang Jin picked up a pen, quickly wrote some information on the note, and handed it to Tianyang.
Plague rat fangs, dryad roots, shadow skull.
There are only three.
But inside, Tian Yang was very concerned about the Shadow Skull. He asked, "Could this skull be a relic of the Deep Knight?"
Mr. Gold nodded and said, "Yes, it is the relic of the Dark Knight. Mr. Death is really knowledgeable. The Dark Knight was an old villain, and not many people know about it."
The thief immediately raised his hand: "For example, I have never heard of this kind of black people."
Tian Yang wanted to get the Shadow Skull. He just happened to have a skull in his hand, which was perfect for upgrading. However, in order to conceal his identity, he said, "I hope to buy these three relics. What's the price?"
Mr. Gold spread his hands and said, "Contribution points are meaningless to me. If you have a secret combination plan, I'd be happy to use it.
Of course, if it is a high-level secret technique, I can increase the price. "
Tianyang immediately thought of the "Sword Wave Slash" that Yunfeng gave him, but Yunfeng said that this was a common secret skill and he didn't know whether Mr. Huang Jin needed it.
"I have a secret technique for the God of War class called Sword Wave Slash. I wonder if Mr. Huang Jin needs it?"
The eyes in the golden mask lit up: "Yes!"
"Please write out the specific plan, and Mr. Bidou will give it to a specialist for appraisal. If there is no problem, in addition to these three relics, I will pay you an additional 10,000 contribution points."
Tianyang nodded, and also asked for a note, quickly writing down the combination plan of this secret technique, including the star energy output equivalent.
After writing it down, the waiter will hand it to Bidou.
In the darkness, Bi Dou said with a slight smile: "We have asked someone to identify it. This will take some time. Please wait for a moment."
"Then let's get on with it."
Miss Queen said happily: "I know that the Yun family will hold a cocktail party three nights later. I want to attend, but I don't have an invitation. I wonder which gentleman can help me get an invitation?"
Mr. Huang Jin immediately said, "I have a few invitations on hand, and I can give you one. But Miss Queen, what do you have to buy it with?"
The Queen spread her hands and said, "Contribution points, relics, material weapons, media materials, and even divine organs... I don't know what Mr. Gold wants."
Mr. Gold laughed and said, "I am not interested in any of these, but if Miss Queen is willing to spend a night with me, then I would be happy to present you with an invitation."
"presumptuous!"
The waiters brought by the Queen immediately shouted and moved closer to Mr. Gold.
"Don't be rude!" The Queen stood up, her tone suddenly becoming cold as ice, "Do you have the right to speak here? Slap me in the face and get out!"
Several waiters immediately slapped themselves in the face, slap, slap, slap, until even their masks fell off, then they retreated into the darkness.
Miss Queen laughed again: "Since Mr. Huang Jin is so interested in me, I feel honored. In this case, let me have a chat with Mr. Huang Jin tonight?"
Huang Jin laughed and said, "You are most welcome."
At this time, Bidou walked out of the darkness and placed the secret technique handbook in front of Huang Jin: "It has been identified. It is indeed the combination plan of Jianbo Zhan, which is consistent with the information we collected."
Huang Jin put away the note with satisfaction, then clapped his hands. Someone then brought a mechanical password box, put it in front of Tianyang, and opened it in front of him.
In the box, there was a skull, a palm-sized thalamus, and a piece of root. These were the three remaining relics of Huang Jin.
After closing the box, Tianyang was very satisfied.
He did not say anything during the following transaction. After an unknown amount of time, Bidou coughed and said, "It's time."
Tianyang suddenly remembered something and said hurriedly, "I want someone's information."
"Who?" asked the thief.
"Dong Fang."
There were gasps around the round table. Obviously, these people knew who Dong Fang was.
The thief took the lead and said, "I can provide it, but it takes time to organize the complete information. I will give it to you at the next party."
Tianyang asked: "What is the reward you need?"
The thief smiled in his hood: "Contribution points. I just need contribution points, because I'm short of money, always short of..."