Flames danced in the fireplace, and they grilled the pine logs in the furnace, squeezing more pine oil.
Elegant tall candlesticks, the flickering candles on it replaced the electric lighting, and they were cast on a "Mona Lisa" oil painting on the wall. The oil painting is obviously a fake, but the painting is exquisite, both in brushwork and color. Excellent, it is difficult for a layman to tell the truth from the fake.
A man in a silver-gray suit and a black tie stood in front of the oil painting. He was leaning on a crutch in his hand. The crutch was on the scarlet carpet, supporting his tall body.
An angel is engraved on the handshake of the cane, and the angel spreads its wings and wants to fly to a high place. But there was a burning flame below, and several chains stretched out from the flames tightly bound the angel's feet, making it impossible for him to break free. The angel's expression is full of pain and struggle, which is unforgettable at first sight.
This pair of flaming angels is exquisite in knife skills and detailed, but it feels depressing. Few people are willing to carry such a depressing work with them, and the owner of the crutch obviously has unique taste.
At this time, the door of this room filled with the aristocratic atmosphere of the old era was pushed open, and an old man with a gray beard who looked like a housekeeper walked in, and said to the man respectfully: "Sir, VIP No. 5 is here."
"Well, let him come in." The man said lightly, his voice deep and rich. Every word has a peculiar rhythm like echoes in the empty valley, and the voice echoes in people's ears for a long time.
The butler stepped back, and the door opened again after a while, and a young man in a gorgeous mask and black dress was led into the room by the butler. The butler resigned, and the masked man smiled and said: "Dear Hades, this time I bring a message, I believe you dark merchants will be interested in buying it."
"Oh," the man known as Hades turned around. Under the candlelight, is a handsome face. With sunny golden hair combed back rigorously, on a perfect face, a pair of sapphire-like eyes stared closely at the masked man.
"Let's hear it." Hades said lightly.
Dark merchants are the largest underground business organization in Central Continent. They are referred to as black merchants, and they are engaged in the trading of intelligence, arms, genetic medicine and various resources. Even, if the guests need it, they can even provide powerful ability users for the guests to protect or assassinate the target.
And Hades is the leader of this underground chamber of commerce. Of course, anyone who is not stupid knows that Hades is just a code name. In fact, in the thirty years since the appearance of the dark merchant, no one has ever known what Hades' true identity is. All I know is that in the past thirty years, Hades's appearance has not changed a bit, and he has always maintained this youthful appearance.
The masked man took out a tablet computer, called up a photo on the computer, and with a swipe of his finger, the photo was projected onto the wall of the room.
This seemingly old-fashioned room is actually a holographic projection. The Dark Merchant though has a thousand men who walk the wilderness, serving those in need. However, the VIP-level personalities numbered within 10 and the transactions with Hades in person are all carried out using information virtual technology. These VIPs are all equipped with information terminals of dark merchants, and they can use information investment to enter this virtual space when needed. No matter where you are, you can reach it with a snap of your fingers, which is extremely convenient.
And the characters who enter the virtual space can create a virtual image according to their own needs. Therefore, the masked man knew that the Hades in front of him was not his appearance. It would be extremely stupid for someone to trace Hades' true identity from this avatar.
On the wall, the photos are enlarged. It was a man of yellow race, male. He is handsome, and the most peculiar thing is that his right eye is like dazzling gold. Looking in from the pupil of the right eye, it seems that there is a blazing golden flame inside.
"Zero?" Hades knew the man in the photo.
Originally, he was just a silent and colorless mercenary, but his confrontation with the Parkland chaebol almost made the entire coastline almost aware of his existence. The most notable thing is that when the news that Parkland's successor in line Sauron was killed by him spread, the Dark Council soon dispatched a high-ranking Blood Knight to this mercenary who dared to challenge the authority of the Council. But just when the high-level blood knight named Rein was about to kill the mercenary, Valkyrie, the nemesis of the Dark Council, suddenly arrived and took Zero away.
After that, there was no news of this mercenary.
"That's right, that's him." The masked man said: "He is currently training in the new barracks of Doomhammer in Asgard. Each training session in the new barracks lasts for three months. Yu. In other words, the training will end in two months. And each new barracks will conduct a combat assessment before the end of the training. The location of the assessment is usually not within the range of Asgard, maybe in the west In the alien territories of no man's land, or in the ruins of a certain city on the coastline wilderness. As for the specific location, if necessary, I can provide additional information. I think the Parkland chaebol will be happy to get this news , and pay a fee for it.”
Hades listened to him quietly, and said lightly: "Quote your price."
The masked man nodded slightly, swiped his finger on the tablet, typed out a row of numbers and moved the computer to Hades.
The financial exchanges between buyers and sellers of dark merchants are usually traded with a kind of data called reputation points. Credit points are issued by dark merchants and can be regarded as bearer bonds. Guests who are cooperating for the first time can use mainland currency and dark merchants to purchase equivalent reputation points, which can be used as payment for the first cooperation. And when customers need it, they can also ask the dark merchants to exchange their credit points into a large amount of cash. In the thirty years that the dark merchants have been active, they have never broken their promises.
A good reputation is the basis for business to operate, so both buyers and sellers have now recognized the operation of this model of reputation points. The string of numbers typed by the masked man is actually reputation points. After a brief glance, Hades clicked the confirmation button under the numbers. So the number began to count down to zero, and when it returned to zero, this set of numbers would be added to the masked man's private account.
"It's a pleasure to cooperate with you. After the location of the assessment is determined, I will send the accurate information to your computer. The additional information is completely free. I look forward to our next cooperation." The masked man bid farewell politely.
After he left the room, Hades said to the unoccupied room: "Contact me with the Parkland chaebol, and tell me that they already have the information they want!"