Chapter 2940: Chapter 2941: Stone House
"Is this the branch of the Ancient Ruins of Tooth Fairy?"
Angel followed the one-eyed creature with red skin into the nearby mirror light, asking aloud.
Laplace shook her head: "The branch of the Ancient Ruins of Tooth Fairy is still governed by the Ancient Tooth Fairy. Both Ancient Tooth Fairy and Tooth Fairy enjoy constructing grand buildings; the interiors donât need to be luxurious, but the size must be large. So, this isnât the branch of the Ancient Ruins of Tooth Fairy."
Angel looked at the small stone house in front, then at the stall covered with a layer of mirror as padding, and nodded knowingly.
He thought to himself, if the branch of the Ancient Ruins of Tooth Fairy was only the size of a stall, it would be too degrading.
If that were the case, Angel would even consider not letting Ancient Tooth Fairy settle in the Crystal Origin of Dreams.
Since itâs not the shop of the Ancient Ruins of Tooth Fairy, what is this place then?
Angel glanced at the things on the stall... Mostly unknown vortex gases, with two tangible itemsâone bottle filled with some kind of liquid and an antique small round mirror used for ladiesâ makeup.
"Are you selling miscellaneous items?" Angel looked at the shopkeeper behind the stall.
The shopkeeper wasnât in true body form; it was an inflated human-like skin with antlers tied with a rope at the feet to prevent it from floating around.
"No, most of what I sell here are skills, very practical skills."
The shopkeeperâs voice buzzed, like a wind passing through. Seeing Angel use the human language, the shopkeeper adjusted to speaking in the Universal Language.
This is quite common in the Mirror Domain. The Universal Language is quite popular. After all, humans have created numerous mirrors, and most of the worlds connected by the Mirror Domain are where humans live.
Even if mirror creatures donât specifically learn human language, once they devour some mirror memories, the human language is inevitable.
So, Angel using the human language for conversation was not an issue.
"Skills?" Angel looked at the odd vortex gases with a puzzled expression: "Can skills be learned directly?"
Angel didnât ask the shopkeeper but turned slightly to Laplace.
"These are mostly the memories of gaseous beings. Some abilities of gaseous beings are highly compatible with mirror creatures. By reading such memories, one can learn or comprehend related abilities... Hm, not only gaseous beings, actually humans also have mirror memories that are compatible with mirror creatures. But among humans, itâs mostly ordinary people, and the mirror memories related to Transcendents arenât necessarily about knowledge, hence gaseous beings are more prevalent here."
Itâs not that gaseous beings are reflected more in mirrors, but some gaseous beings live in environments similar to a crystalline world, making it easier to be reflected into mirrors.
After listening, Angel nodded in understanding, saying bluntly, these are equivalent to books, equivalent to knowledge.
"Are these skills useful to you?" Angel asked Laplace instead.
Laplace: "No use, and itâs not necessarily skills either."
As soon as Laplace spoke, the antlered skin bag emitted a buzzing reproach: "Donât tarnish my reputation casually; these are skills!"
Laplace gave the antlered skin a faint glance, a stream of light passing through her alien pupil: "Whether it is or not, you and I know full well."
The antlered skin wanted to say more but suddenly shivered.
Then spun around in dizziness.
After a moment, the antlered skin looked at Laplace hesitantly: "Did you do it?"
Laplace snorted coldly, saying nothing.
The antlered skin bag, which had been buzzing and arguing before, seemed to comprehend after hearing this cold snort, saying somewhat grievance: "Why are you like this..."
Angel listened to the skin bagâs aggrieved voice, curiously looking at Laplace: What did you do?
Laplace used transmitted sound, whispering in Angelâs ear: "Found where his true body is, just a minor punishment."
Angel followed with the sound transmission: "True body?"
Laplace: "His true body is above the plaza, and with those deliberately deceptive shopkeepers, thereâs no need for mercy or argument."
Laplaceâs true body had been in the Sea of Void Mirror for ages, witnessing countless mirror memories, deeply understanding them.
These vortex gases indeed are gaseous memories, yet whether they are skills is uncertain without personal reading.
Buying vortex gas is like buying a blind box.
But if the blind box has already been opened, or someone poked a small hole to peek inside, and then took things out to sell?
Thatâs precisely these vortex gases. Laplace couldnât confirm if they contained skills, but she instantly noticed the integrity of the vortex gases was diminished. If the missing part were due to capture, no issue, but each one was lacking approximately 0.1%; clearly, someone had peered into the memories within.
Since they had been peered into, bringing them out for sale, itâs pretty clear they arenât skills.
Laplace knew too much about this, should a debate arise, the shopkeeper wouldnât stand a chance against her.
But she had no interest in debating, directly using the antlered skin bag as a medium to hit the real proprietor behind.
Explicitly telling the counterpart, I can find you, I know who you are, if I want to deal with you, you canât escape.
Laplace could treat Angel equally because Angel deserved it. But when it comes to treating other creatures equally, she could but chose not to.
The shopkeeper initially hadnât realized what was happening, feeling extremely wronged, but upon fully comprehending Laplaceâs terrifying ability, he shut up immediately, like a frozen balloon, leaning motionlessly against the stone houseâs wall.
Although Laplace clearly stated these werenât skills, Angel was still intrigued by the stallâs items.
These items were his first encounter.
Although buying wasnât necessary, but now the shopkeeper dared not say anything, Angel could freely use the Alchemy Eye to level up.
Levelling up is Angelâs colloquial term; the Alchemy Eye doesnât really progress simply by leveling.
"Leveling up" actually means using the Alchemy Eye to appraise unknown things, integrate unknown information into the "Server" stored in his mind. Angel can re-edit this unknown information and finally transform it into known facts. Then, the next time encountering similar items, the "Server" wonât display unknown information.
It means updating the Serverâs knowledge base iteration.
Angel soon finished "leveling" the vortex gases, shifting his gaze to the only two tangible items on the stall.
Just as Angel was about to appraise the tangible items, he noticed a red figure pressing against the wall, trying to inch out.
This figure inching outward was undoubtedly the one-eyed creature with red skin.
At this moment, it was almost at the door; just a sidestep, and it could swiftly dash out, leave this cramped small stone house, and depart from the mirror light...
And it indeed did so. However, just as it reached halfway, the mirror surface at the door suddenly solidified, and it slammed into it, immediately forming a large bump on its forehead.
As it felt confused and dizzy, Angelâs voice came from its ear: "Why are you running? I have something to discuss with you."
A few minutes later, the red-skinned one-eyed monster and the deerskin sack both obediently stuck against the stone wall, not daring to move.
After ensuring they wouldnât run off, Angel continued to leisurely observe the remaining two items.
The Alchemy Eye previously identified everything with various question marks, but this time, there was a clear answer.
The first bottle containing a strange liquid was actually... a potion.
Although Angel didnât open the cap to confirm the potionâs specific ingredients, just smelling the residue on the cap, he sensed a familiar aroma.
"It actually contains Black Charm Tea." A look of surprise flashed in Angelâs eyes.
At the moment Angel finished speaking, the deerskin sack, which had been pretending to be inanimate, suddenly emitted a buzzing sound: "You, you recognize it? No, I mean, esteemed customer, do you recognize this potion?"
Angel had just leveled up the proficiency of the Alchemy Eye and solved many "question marks" on the server, feeling quite sunny. Facing the deerskin sackâs question, he didnât ignore it but replied: "I donât know exactly what potion it is. However, with Black Charm Tea as the main ingredient, itâs probably not a beneficial potion. Of course, for some people, it could still be considered beneficial."
Laplace beside him commented, "Black Charm Tea, is this a product of the human world? Why havenât I heard The Sage mention it?"
Angel: "Black Charm Tea has only become popular in recent years in the Southern Domain. It belongs to the grey market, heavily monitored by the Extreme Sect."
Thatâs why The Wise Sovereign is unaware, which is normal.
After finishing his explanation, Angel briefly elaborated on the origin of Black Charm Tea. Itâs a Transcendent Demon Plant produced in the Abyssal Plane, naturally carrying an addictive taste, which is why itâs termed âtea,â but in reality, itâs similar to Mana Algae Powder and Enchanted Creeper, all addictive substances. Even Wizards could fall victim to it.
Therefore, Angel stated that a potion using this as the main ingredient wouldnât be anything good.
However, for those already addicted, itâs an indispensable item.
Laplace didnât know about Black Charm Tea, but he had heard of Enchanted Creeper. Hearing that Black Charm Tea was similar to Enchanted Creeper, he immediately stopped paying much attention. Laplace would never touch anything that could potentially make him lose control... even if the possibility is less than 1%, itâs not acceptable.
"Since the esteemed customer knows this is Black, Black Charm Tea, do you know where to obtain it?" the deerskin sack persistently asked.
Angel: "Didnât I say so, the Abyss."
Hearing the word "Abyss," the deerskin sack visibly deflated, a sense of defeat emanating from it.
Perhaps due to the Abyssâs traits, anything flowing from the Abyss into the Mirror Domain, whether memories or physical objects, is very, very rare.
If to obtain Black Charm Tea from the Abyss... then forget it.
The deerskin sack stayed silent, while Angel took this opportunity to observe the last itemâa classical small round mirror used by ladies for makeup touches.
After a glance from the Alchemy Eye, the materials used quickly surfaced on the server.
Hmm... all mundane materials.
But, since itâs a mundane item, whatâs the point of putting it here?
Just as Angel wondered, Laplaceâs transmitted voice heard again: "This mirror has a nice sense of weight and some resentment energy hidden within. If youâre willing to refine it, you could make something similar to the Moss Stone Mirror of the Charles Palace."
Moss Stone Mirror? The one that holds the entire reflection space of the Charles Palace?
If this could also create a space that holds numerous objects, it might be worth it?
Angel questioned via voice transmission, "Are mirrors like this common outside?"
Laplace: "Very rare."
Angel couldnât see what was good about this mirror, but since Laplace described it with a "sense of weight," it indicated the mirror was indeed valuable? Moreover, Laplace clearly said that such mirrors are scarce in the outside world... so he might snag a bargain here?
Angel had barely formed this thought when it was extinguished.
Because when he asked about the price with the mirror in hand, the deerskin sack quoted a high price of fifty thousand crystalline.
Angel glanced at Laplace, and Laplace quietly said: "The price is neither high nor low."
Meaning, the shopkeeper was clearly aware of the mirrorâs "weight," hence giving a precisely appropriate price.
Since the shopkeeper knew the mirrorâs value, there was no chance to snag a bargain.
As for crystalline, Angel didnât have any on hand.
Thus, Angel decided to move on and silently mused: I came to the City of Hot Gold to experience the exotic atmosphere, not to make purchases.
Despite thinking this, Angel couldnât help but make an offer: "I have a tea plant of Black Charm Tea. Would you be willing to exchange it for this mirror?"
Is a tea plant of Black Charm Tea valuable? Not really. Such addictive items are sold in bulk, unlikely to fetch too high a price.
Even a fresh tea plant capable of being cultivated wouldnât be expensive because the Extreme Sect closely watches you, leaving no opportunity for cultivation.
Angel took this Black Charm Tea plant from the Breeze Demonic Material Shop, and precisely because it wasnât expensive, he willingly brought it. For pricier items, he wouldnât feel right taking them for free from the Breeze Demonic Material Shop.
The deerskin sack seemed surprised that Angel had a fresh tea plant, hesitating for quite a while, genuinely tempted.
If the deerskin sack agreed to exchange the mirror for Black Charm Tea, Angel felt he would definitely profit greatly.
However, the deerskin sack ultimately shook its head: "Just forget it."
Angel didnât insist, and without any further bidding, he nodded and left the stone hut with Laplace and others.
On his way out, he didnât forget to pick up the red-skinned one-eyed monster.
Once Angel exited the mirror, he turned back to ask the red-skinned one-eyed monster: "Is there anything nearby..."
"No execution grounds, no burial grounds... Please let me go, sir. Iâm just a servant sent by my master to shop. I harbor no malicious intent." The red-skinned one-eyed monster quickly pleaded.
Angel: "I was asking if nearby there are any places to rest, like a small tavern?"
"No, no, thereâs no small tavern here. But if you want to rest, sir, you can go to the branch of the Ancient Ruins of Tooth Fairy. Itâs large, and thereâs a place to rest nearby."
Angel nodded: "Alright, letâs head there then... hmm, you come along too."
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