They all call me an Outer God.

Chapter 268 Beware of Black Market Dealers Haggling
His gaze gave the stall owner a bad feeling, so the stall owner asked, "Was there anything wrong with what I just said, sir?"

"Nothing's wrong, I was just spacing out."

“The things that distract you, sir, are certainly much more interesting than my story.”

"Hmm... I was just thinking about what the market supervision bureau's email address is. It's nothing serious. Please continue."

"You can't say things like that!" The stall owner exclaimed in alarm and immediately stood up.

As if oblivious to the stall owner's unusual mood, Ria stretched out two fingers and picked up a bead.

Mermaids are extraordinary beings, and their tears are also considered to be items with extraordinary qualities, but the items on the stall now have no trace of any extraordinary aura.

These are just ordinary pearls. There is no shortage of pearls at the seaside. Pearls at the seaside are much cheaper than those inland, so there is no need to fake them. But now some people are trying to sell dyed ordinary pearls as mermaid tears.

"Even if you lied and said that pearls are mermaid tears and not dyed, it would be fine. Now, dyed pearls are even less valuable, and you can't tell their original quality at all."

Somewhat regretfully, Ria put the beads back into the basket and then suggested that the stall owner sell them to children as marbles for two swains each.

"Are you kidding me? These things are sold one by one, less than one is out of the question! If you don't know your stuff, get out of here, don't delay my business, or believe me, I'll shout and everyone around will come and beat you up!?"

"Please don't do that, sir. There's an old saying in my hometown that goes, 'Harmony brings wealth.' I was the one who had a little conflict just now."

Ria took a step back and placed her hands on the handle of her cane: "I was just joking. Someone like you is obviously not capable of faking it, and I'm willing to believe you... Do you have any mermaid tears that aren't blue?"

“We have white ones.” The stall owner looked at Ria suspiciously, not understanding what he was up to, but he guessed that Ria had probably been fooled by him.

Outsiders are outsiders after all. Even wealthy people from big cities have to suppress their arrogance here, since this is not their territory.

Having convinced himself of this, the stall owner turned around and carried a box out from a corner. The wooden box was moldy and covered with green moss, and if you got close, you could even smell an unpleasant paint odor.

A cloth covered it, and when the vendor removed it, sunlight shone on the items inside, reflecting off them and making the vendor's face several shades whiter.

"These are white mermaid tears."

"how much is it?"

"Price unchanged, one le."

"Make it cheaper, fifty svalts."

"You're looking for trouble, where can you get a 50/50 deal?! No bargaining here."

"Fifty Schwarzs."

"Yile!"

"Fifty Schwarzs."

"Yile!"

"Fifty Schwarzs!"

"Yile!"

"Okay, this is what you said, fifty Schwartz for one Le."

A flash of gold crossed Lia's face before she handed over her money, watching as the other person also handed her a piece of paper.

Then, Ria used this piece of paper to buy a box of pearls and carried it away. He said he wanted to buy something but did not specify a quantifier.

“That’s more like it.” The stall owner clapped his hands, still unaware of the gravity of the situation. “Eat all these tears, and you can live a very long time, maybe even immortal!”

"Okay, I'll keep your advice in mind. It was a pleasant trading day."

"Me too, we must praise the Lord of Trade."

The stall owner was extremely proud of his business acumen.

After saying goodbye to him, Ria found a secluded spot and slammed the wooden crate down on the ground.

Staring at the genuine jewels in the box, Ria thought little Swarth would like them, but it was still sleeping, so she could only wait until it woke up.

"Clatter, crash, crash -"

Countless pearls were stuffed into Ria's hat. One pearl fell to the ground, and a tentacle quickly emerged from its shadow, picked it up, stretched its body, and threw it into the top hat.

As for the wooden box, it was surrounded by numerous tentacles, which rushed to completely devour it, and soon the wooden box disappeared.

This stuff can be collected and sold as scrap, so it shouldn't be wasted.

As for mermaid tears, if they really had the power to prolong life, then mermaids would have soon become extinct due to human fishing. However, legends about them still circulate in North Adeline.

There are only a few possibilities: the stall owner made it up, or he didn't make it up and heard the story from someone else.

Mermaids are not easy to encounter, and they are usually hostile to humans and unlikely to want to live in harmony with them.

What's the difference between mermaids and fish-men? In Ria's eyes, they are not even the same.

“These things seem a bit strange. I think I should go to the seaside to take a look. Even if I don’t find any mermaids, I can at least see the legendary Sea of ​​Gody.”

Ria is a man of action; once he makes a decision, he will do it.

"I hope mermaids don't look as scary as fish-men."

He was getting tired of seeing fish-men and really didn't want to see the same thing again.

Speaking of which, the ocean and the abyss are closely related; when you are near the ocean, the probability of successfully offering a sacrifice to the abyss increases significantly.

Lia needed to go to the seaside to ask where would be a good place to play the werewolf. So he left the deserted area and walked straight ahead. Before long, he found a carriage that could carry people.

After paying enough money, he boarded the carriage to head to the Gotti Coast. The driver was a smiling old man who seemed to have no bad intentions, so Ria didn't try to rip him off for the time being.

"Young man, I'll find you a shortcut. Don't worry, I don't do things that involve taking detours to rip off customers. By the way, young man, why do you want to go to the beach?"

"I heard stories of mermaids, which made me yearn for the Sea of ​​Gody. In the books I had read, the Sea of ​​Gody not only had legendary mermaids, but also a giant whale that was so big it was terrifying."

The storybook tells of how whoever can hunt down the giant whale can become a hero and the emperor of the country—who wouldn't yearn for Gotti Sea?

"Ha!" The old man whipped his whip and urged on the road, his face showing some disdain. "Stories are all for fooling children. An emperor? Let me tell you, whaling ships go out to sea every day and catch so many whales every year. If killing whales could make you an emperor, wouldn't all the whalers be emperors?"

As he spoke, he grabbed the bottle of wine beside him and took a sip: "What delicious wine! Life should be lived by drinking more wine!"

Ria's eyelids twitched: "Wait, you've been drinking and driving?"

"What? We're in a carriage now, so we can't drink?"

(End of this chapter)