Chapter 1152: Nightmare, Black Market, and Eye Coins

"It's really very interesting; this is a spell with a prefix."

The names of spells and miracles given by "the other me" were not made up at will, but were drawn from the side of the essence of spirit that represents "information"—that is, someone had once named this kind of spell and miracle. This was the information network woven by the witches who pioneered the "Ringed Ringed Shushi" system in the Fifth Era, ensuring that the naming of miracles and spells had uniformity.

Therefore, miracles and spells of the same principle, no matter how they were obtained, had the same name; it was not because of coincidence.

This also meant that miracles and spells had extremely strict naming methods, and having a prefix meant that "Power of the Earth" was the complete miracle or spell, while "Power of the Earth · Healing Aura" was only a small part of the complete spellcasting power Xia De had obtained.

"It can only soothe the earth; although the effect is not great, it is power that doesn't cost money after all."

Thinking this, Xia De completely detached from the "Emerald Dream" and woke up in his own bed, then realized that something was indeed fiddling with his face. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the orange cat standing in front of his face in the dark room, its tail curved and drooping on the bed, its amber eyes showing quite a bit of worry.

The thing that was fiddling with Xia De's face just now was probably this cat's paw.

【When you encountered the black mud in the dream, your facial expression became somewhat ferocious in reality. After it was startled awake, it wanted to wake you up.】

"She" whispered softly.

It was still dark, and faint moonlight could still be seen through the gaps in the curtains.

"Mia, you're really well-behaved. Don't worry about me, I'm fine."

He smiled and touched Little Mia's head. The cat let out a very soft "Meow~" sound, then lay down beside the pillow again, but its two large amber eyes were still secretly watching Xia De, as if afraid he would "fall ill" again.

"Who could that man just now be?"

Xia De thought in his heart, sat up slightly, and picked up the silver cube obtained from Mr. Granger from the bedside table.

"Randell Valley City, has mad earth, can breed black mud."

After waiting for a moment, the silver cube had no reaction. But this did not mean that this was not a story belonging to Randell Valley City. If Xia De's previous guess was correct, he had to personally come into contact with the story or legend for the silver cube to react. And just now, it was only something in a dream, not that he had really encountered this incident in Randell Valley.

"In all likelihood, this is also a story. It seems I have to go to Randell Valley to find it... It's 2:23, continue sleeping."

He put down the metal block and shrank back into the quilt. The night of the First Moon was still very cold, and there was an inexplicable sense of happiness in entering the quilt. Xia De pulled the quilt and continued to sleep, and in the remaining time of this night, he had another rather strange dream.

In the dream, Xia De was riding a giant Little Mia, who looked like a tiger, flying in the air. On the cat's tail were worn a full thirteen different rings. Those rings were not in contact with the cat's tail, but were passed through the hollow of the tail and kept moving together with the tail at all times.

And as Mia flew toward the dazzling sun, Xia De, feeling it was too hot, could only jump off the cat's back. And after falling onto a soft large bed, two Luweiyas, one current and one slightly more mature, approached Xia De while crying.

"Oh, why are you crying?"

Xia De in the dream hurriedly comforted them, but then, the young ladies said "I'm sorry" while holding gorgeous daggers and stabbed Xia De in the heart and stomach respectively.

"Oh!"

Xia De sat up from the bed in horror, covering his chest with one hand and pressing his stomach with the other, gasping for breath while feeling his forehead soaked through. Looking at the gaps in the curtains again, the morning sunlight was spilling in; it was already dawn.

This dream was so strange that by the time he had breakfast, Xia De still hadn't recovered from the nightmare. He almost burned the fried eggs, which made the cat extremely dissatisfied.

Xia De attributed this dream to his recent stress being a bit too high, but thinking about it carefully, he had only rested for half a month, so he shouldn't have any stress.

"Your complexion doesn't look very good."

The writer Miss, who had promised to come and help take care of the cat today, said the same thing after arriving at St. Deran Square in the morning. Xia De hesitated for a long time, but in the end, he didn't mention the second half of his dream. However, he did mention that he was riding a giant Mia flying toward the sun. Dorothy was quite impressed by Xia De's imagination and jokingly thought that perhaps Xia De's dream could become reality in the future:

"A knight riding a cat, this is really interesting."

(Yi Luna praying...)

Although the city scale and political status of Randell Valley City could not compare to a city like Tobesk, it was indeed quite important in the southwest of Karsenric. Xia De didn't know how many active Ringed Ringed Shushi were in this city, but at least the black market here was grand enough. Its location was in the bustling "Rosemary Spice Market" in the southwest of the city, which was a maze-like, lively street market.

Stepping into it, the intense and pungent scents of spices, perfumes, powders, and edible seasonings rushed toward him. The chaotic environment gathered merchants from all over the Old Continent; brokers were everywhere helping shops promote their goods, and large cargo owners even hired professional bodyguard teams to protect their shops.

Shops with storefronts, merchants under sheds by the walls, and peddlers pushing carts together formed the largest spice distribution center on the west coast of the Old Continent.

And the reason why the Old Continent's largest spice distribution center was here was, firstly, because Randell Valley itself was an excellent water port city facing the New Continent, and secondly, because the climate here was extremely suitable for storing spices and other goods that were prone to rot and deterioration.

In contrast, although Coldwater Port was the largest port city on the west coast, unfortunately, the climate there was too humid and not suitable for spice storage.

In short, when Xia De stepped foot here this morning, his first impression of this place was that the smell was extremely disgusting.

The unimaginable amount of spice smells mixed together made Xia De, who had just finished breakfast, almost vomit. He was used to the smell of the high-end perfume that was almost like a miracle potion on the young ladies around him, so he was extremely unaccustomed to the ordinary level of spice mixture in the steam era.

The location of the black market provided to Luweiya by the Ringed Ringed Shushi of the Diviner Association was the "Randell Spice Club" in this noisy market. Although it was called a club, it actually also functioned as a chamber of commerce providing trading locations and information for merchants.

It was morning now, and there were quite a few merchants talking business in the club. After Xia De walked to the front desk, he said the secret code provided by Luweiya:

"I am a merchant from the New Continent, looking for a special spice for my uncle."

Behind the lobby counter, the middle-aged man wearing a brown wool vest nodded:

"Which special spice? Please describe its specific characteristics."

"The scent is long-lasting, lasting at least half an hour. It promotes blood flow, allowing blood to flow to the ends of the limbs. It is harmless to the body, the scent is very faint, and lighting it at night will not affect sleep quality."

While speaking, Xia De's fingers drew the rune representing "perfume" on the counter. The middle-aged man nodded knowingly and handed Xia De a wooden plaque:

"Please go to the first floor, to the end of the left corridor."

At the end of the corridor was a large hall large enough to hold a banquet, but this was not the destination. This was the club's trading venue, and it also posted the spice prices of nearby shops.

After Xia De showed his wooden plaque to the waiter at the door, the waiter led him through a small door on the right into the club's backyard. After crossing the courtyard gate, he crossed the closed alley at both ends and entered the building behind the club, which was the true location of the black market.

The building behind the club was similar to a tavern, except the entrance was inside the club. On Thursday morning, there weren't many people here, and most of them were wearing masks; those who showed their faces like Xia De were in the minority.

Xia De had been to black markets in more than one city, so he naturally knew the rules. He first walked to the counter, chatted with the bartender for a few sentences, and then handed over the "admission fee" for coming to the black market this time.

"I want to acquire 【three stalks of purple Echo Grass that are over thirty years old and have complete roots】, and then there are currency-type relics, yes, any level is fine. Finally, place a long-term commission here to acquire such relics."

The bartender, who was tall and thin with a white towel draped over his shoulder, nodded expressionlessly:

"The local area is not the largest producer of Echo Grass, but I can help you contact local sellers who might have stock. As long as you are willing to pay, three stalks should be no problem."

As he spoke, he also helped Xia De process the long-term commission, and Xia De also paid a large deposit for this. Only then did the bartender take out the list of relics for sale here.

Every time he went to the black market of a brand-new city, the probability of being able to buy coin-type relics was also the highest. Before the Battle of Pantanal, all special coins except the 【Diviner's Silver Coin】 had been consumed, and Xia De was now in urgent need of this type of relic. Today's luck was clearly very good; after checking, the bartender provided him with information on two coin relics that could be sold immediately.

The two coins belonged to the same type of relic, namely the document-level relic 【Eye Coin of the Many-Eyed】.

This was probably the most strange special coin Xia De had ever come into contact with. The coin itself was about the same size as an ordinary one-shilling coin, but the thickness was astonishing, about the thickness of two one-shilling coins stacked together.

Its material was an unknown, tarnished white metal. What Xia De considered the front was a closed eye, with the ancient rune number "1" written on the eyelid; what he considered the back was engraved with an eyeball, surrounded by a cluster of thorn patterns, and the pupil in that eyeball could actually move, as if the eye were alive.

The edge of the coin was inscribed with ancient runes. Rubbing it with his fingertips, he identified the meaning of the runes:

【Your eyes are also my eyes.】

Nightmare, Black Market, and Eye Coins free reading. ===== CHAPTER 1153 =====