Becoming a Wizard by Starting From the Mind Closure Technique - Chapter 72
Chapter 72: Chapter 72 Where in Life Do We Not Meet
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Link witnessed this scene.
Perhaps this young man had some unspeakable circumstances, desperate to strike a deal.
Truth be told, his stall was not in a very good location.
Many people shopping in the market, after browsing back and forth, often overlook the stalls on the ends and make their purchases from the stalls in the middle.
Although this phenomenon is not absolute, most people act in the same manner.
Link, with the intent of comparing goods from different vendors and holding a thought of finding better and more suitable items at the later stalls, did not immediately purchase the Magic Blueprint Scrolls for the Water Blade Spell and Thorn Whip.
Of course, he wouldn’t suffer from a case of compassion.
Link would never impulsively place an order due to a few changes in the young man’s expressions.
The young man, after all, was a black market stall owner. Could he be easily sympathized with and pitied by just anyone?
You may not have seen those antisocial butchers with innocent smiles on their faces, blood and flesh on their hands, killing without batting an eye.
Who knows what kind of person the young man really is?
Every person has various faces.
No one can guarantee that the young man is as harmless as he appears on the outside.
Link stood firm in his mindset, without pausing his steps, he turned towards the next stall.
When the other nearby stall owners saw Link’s reaction, the deep-seated desire to overcharge customers dimmed significantly in their eyes.
It seems he’s not so easy to be fooled.
But no matter how the thoughts of the stall owners changed, business still had to be done.
It was only natural for the buyers to pick and choose.
It could be understood if sellers aimed for high prices, that’s fair, right?
Link was picking and choosing, and they could respond by raising their prices.
After browsing seven or eight stalls, Link found that the zero-rank water and wood system attack spells on these stalls were not particularly special.
Whether in terms of attack power, attack mode, or attack effect, they all belonged to the conventional category, with nothing original.
Moreover, those stall owners, one after another, what were they asking for these prices?
Twenty magic stones for a basic zero-rank spell’s Magic Blueprint Scroll, only a fool would do this!
Link had heard that in the black market, the average price for a zero-rank Magic Blueprint Scroll was around fourteen magic stones.
It was roughly one magic stone cheaper than the average price at the bookstores and scroll shops in the East District.
It wasn’t until he was about halfway through the Magic Blueprint Scroll area that Link found two spells that caught his eye.
One was a zero-rank water system spell, named Icicle Technique;
The other was a zero-rank wood system spell, named Green Field Tracking.
The attack power of the Icicle Technique was considerable, it not only had the functions of strike/piercing attack, but also freezing damage. The effect of the attack was equivalent to the combination of two spell-breaking crossbow arrows.
The prerequisite knowledge of the related Rule Rune, Link had already acquired, so it would not be difficult to get started.
Green Field Tracking was not an attack spell, but an auxiliary spell.
The caster can communicate with the “consciousness” of trees, flowers, and grass, allowing for shape tracking. It can be used for tracking in the wilderness or in high-greening environments, and the effect is very high.
“Boss, give me a flat price, I am sincere to buy.”
Link fiddled with the two Magic Blueprint Scrolls, without hiding his intentions.
“Fifteen each.”
The stall owner, with grizzled temples and unkempt hair, had an unrestrained and free-spirited air. He glanced up and slightly moved his lips.
His temperament was very aloof, never putting down the reference materials in his hand that vividly described a duel between a male and a female wizard.
This price, relative to that of academy’s Witchcraft Trade Center, was undoubtedly sky-high, doubling the cost.
But compared to the prices of other black market stalls, it was a fair price that was not too high and within the black market’s average range.
A flat price is a flat price.
Link didn’t haggle, he took out three small bags from his pocket.
This is something Link had specifically prepared before leaving the house.
He took out the Magic Stones that were stored in the box, five or ten at a time, and placed them into little bags.
Link carried several of these little bags, all tucked into his breast pocket.
The reason he didn’t bring the box was because it had the academy’s emblem and serial number on it, which could easily give away his identity.
Without hesitation, Link emptied the three bags of Magic Stones onto the counter for the shop owner to count.
“Alright, alright.”
Surprisingly, the owner didn’t even bother to lift his eyelids, waved his hand dismissively, and sounded somewhat impatient.
It seemed his priority was to study the detailed diagrams of pan-battle tactics, and running the stall was only a side job.
Link wasn’t bothered by this, put the Magic Blueprint Scrolls and the small bags into his pocket and turned to leave.
Since his Magic Stones were limited, he didn’t wander around the other stalls in the Magic Blueprint Scroll area.
For one, it was to avoid getting dizzy from the array of choices, and secondly, he didn’t want to bite off more than he could chew.
Back at the young man’s stall, Link got straight to the point, pointed at the Water Blade Spell and Thorns Whip, and asked, “I’m serious about buying. What’s the price?”
The young man’s face lit up with surprise and delight, and he said, “Twelve Magic Stones for one, twenty-four for both!”
Wow!
That price was really cheap, a few less Magic Stones than the average Black Market price.
Upon hearing this, Link frowned slightly.
He’d figured out that the young shopkeeper must have run into some problem, and was in a hurry to clear his goods, even ready to sell at a discount.
That being said, one should not take advantage of such opportunities carelessly.
If he took the items home, could they bring him any trouble?
This made Link somewhat hesitant.
The Water Blade Spell could be combined with the Water Ball Spell and Icicle Technique to form an attack system of Water System witchcraft;
The Thorns Whip could coordinate with Thorn Entanglement, integrating control and attack into one.
These two spells were indeed what Link needed.
Moreover, it wasn’t only the young man’s stall selling Magic Blueprint Scrolls for these two spells.
Because of his instinct to avoid trouble, Link suddenly didn’t feel like buying from the young man.
The young shopkeeper was perceptive. Noticing Link’s sudden silence, he quickly guessed Link’s concerns.
He immediately explained with a bitter smile, “My stall lease is about to expire, and I can’t afford to renew it. I have to sell these scrolls quickly, which is why the price is low. You’re just buying things from me, you won’t cause any problems. Besides, this is the Black Market, no one will know what you bought or where you bought it from once you leave.”
“Fair enough.”
Link nodded, feeling that his worries were somewhat unnecessary.
This was the Black Market, a place full of illegal and questionable items.
Since he chose to shop at the Black Market, he would inevitably encounter such situations in the future.
Moreover, he might encounter even stranger situations.
Would he have to give up every time?
What would be the point of coming to the Black Market then?
Without further hesitation, Link counted out twenty-four Magic Stones and bought the two Magic Blueprint Scrolls.
The young man took the Magic Stones and couldn’t help but smile broadly.
Finally, he made a sale today!
Not easy at all.
Link put the scrolls and small bags back into his pocket, immediately left the Magic Blueprint Scroll area, crossed the Rune Item Area, and headed for the Magic Tool Area.
As soon as he entered this area, Link’s gaze immediately sharpened.
He saw a familiar figure and heard an equally familiar voice.
Life really is full of surprises, who would have thought he would see him here.
Harold Andrews!
