To be honest, when Anle suddenly heard this person's words, his first reaction was the scalpers who were wandering around in certain queues.

Question: How do scalpers call?

Answer: Boss, what is the money you want to pay?

Looking at the man's appearance, the deer-headed and mouse-headed eyes, one ear seemed to be gnawed off, and the roots disappeared, leaving only a ferocious outline. The muscles on the left hand were atrophy, which was more than ordinary people.

But Anle did not look down on him at all because of this, but instead became more and more vigilant.

In an abandoned city, those who can survive with disabilities must have their own unique skills.

Moreover, in Anle's opinion, the original sin of greed on this man was extremely rich, and he also had a little arrogant original sin.

Since obtaining the [Six Desires and Seven Sins Determinations], Anle has mastered a strange ability at the same time - that is, he can see the original sin aura on others, only the three original sin stones he has obtained now.

Original sin seems to be in different colors of reality, distributed on the human body surface that happiness sees.

For example, the original sin of greed is light yellow, while the arrogance is purple.

——It is worth mentioning that the "greed" referred to in the middle of original sin is generally greed for "money" and "material". If it is more broadly defined, other original sins will belong to part of it.

Although she was a little surprised, Anle still asked: "What business?"

The ox-like hawker winked and said, "Boss, come and see, you'll know."

Following the scalpers around the market, they walked through a deep alley.

There are people similar to thugs guarding the edge of the alley.

One of them opened his eyes slightly and glanced at Anle and the scalpers.

The scalper smiled flatteringly, stuffed a few bills into his pocket, and then waved his hand and said, "Boss, come on."

He was so sensible that the thugs silently made way out of their positions.

It is not difficult to see that this should be the so-called black market.

But Anle is very curious. Even if it is on the surface, it has slightly challenged the lower limit of morality.

So what kind of situation will it look like in this black market?

When you look through the alley, you will see that the phenomenon of being blocked by high-rise light is even more obvious.

So much so that for lighting, dark lights are lit in every shop.

Walking in such a shadow will naturally give people a sense of security and secret that will not expose their identity.

For Anle, hiding in it makes him feel like a fish in water, feeling that every cell is breathing relaxed.

But in the same way, in this shadow, a clear breath of blood had long dispersed.

With the keen perception of the Marquis of Anle Holy Blood, it can easily smell that most of this blood smell belongs to young women, children, and disabled men.

In addition, there is a faint smell of rottenness and an indescribable fragrance.

The former comes from the corpse, while the latter comes from some kind of potion.

The faint fragrance smelled very nicely, and it seemed that it was refreshed and attracted the heart.

But after careful experience, you can feel the uncomfortable ingredients.

Just like industrial saccharin, although sweet is sweet, it always tastes weird.

Look around with peace.

The predecessor of this black market seemed to be an abandoned factory, with scattered iron sheets, metal blocks, and some dilapidated vehicles and machine tools everywhere, and some factories were also used by vendors as places for stalls.

I can vaguely imagine the scene where people come and go, the lathes roar, and the noise is constantly making.

In the darkness, Anle could even see the women locked in the cage and some fluorescent bottles and jars.

The dismal light illuminates the faces of these people.

There was no despair or pain on their faces, and there was only numbness.

These people have long known their destiny, so they have accepted all this long ago, so they will not resist.

Anle also found that some people had several huge scars on their abdomen and waists, as if they were randomly stitched and repaired by needles and threads, and they seemed to be glued together.

The wounds are almost impossible to heal, but they only have the effect of stopping bleeding and preventing them from dying from bleeding.

The eyes of the "goal" were covered with blood and his spirit was very excited, as if he had injected some kind of drug that acted on the nerves, forcibly sucking them in one breath.

These people are containers used to "release" living organs, and when all the organs they can use are removed, they will be discarded as useless garbage.

It is not difficult to see that the main business of this place is slave trade and organ transplantation.

And judging from the meaning of this vendor, is it that he wants to introduce himself to such a business?

Anle suddenly lost much interest and said directly: "What kind of transaction do you want to introduce to me?"

"Don't hide it."

The intermediary was stunned, but he had a strong ability to observe words and expressions. He quickly guessed Anle's thoughts and said immediately.

"You, you don't have much interest in slaves, are you? Then there are some other good things here that can...enhance your strength."

He paid the entrance fee before he tricked the customer into here, so naturally he could not return in vain.

Is it a good thing that can enhance your strength?

Anle raised her eyebrows and made a fierce expression: "If you dare to lie to me, you have to think clearly about the price."

"I know, I know."

The vendor nodded quickly and patted his chest: "I, Xu Sanlai, are a well-known honest man, and I will never lie."

Anle glanced at him silently.

You are just honest people, are you cheating?

Half a minute later.

Xu Sanlai finally brought him to his destination.

This is a small shop, but there are no human "goods" that are found in other shops. There are only some strange creatures, tightly locked in cages made of alloys.

For example, three heads, the upper body is a canine, and the lower body is a stitched monster with tentacles.

There are also strange snakes with cat faces growing from their abdomen and snake heads on both ends.

It looks like the product of some crazy biological scientist.

Without exception, these creatures have extremely strong vitality and are extremely aggressive.

When they smelled the smell of living people, they immediately became active and crashed into the iron cage, making a "clang clang" sound.

Xu Sanlai was shocked.

"Xiao Xu, are you bringing new friends?"

A hoarse female voice came from the darkness inside, like the sound of nails rubbing against the blackboard.

The first one to appear was a wrinkled face.

Her eyes were turbid and dull, reminding people of dead fish that had been dead for a long time, shining with a strange light.

This is an old lady who looks at least sixty or seventy years old.

In an abandoned city, those who can live to this age are either high-ranking and powerful figures or weirdos with two tricks.

This old lady obviously belongs to the latter.

Then, what stepped out of the darkness was a thick steel-like arthropod with tough and dark bristles on it, similar to the foot of a spider.

Only then did Anle realize that the person's lower body had been completely transformed into a spider's form.

Eight terrifying steps shine with a cold luster.

I think in the past, many people have died under them.

Xu Sanlai discovered that Anle did not change color at all and was not afraid at all, and was a little surprised.

The clients he introduced before were often frightened to varying degrees, but this one...

After gathering his thoughts, Xu Sanlai quickly introduced.

"This is Grandma Spider."

"She is the number one famous person here. Such biological transformation technology can only be found in large companies like Infinite Bio."

"Often, many people come to find Grandma Zhu to change her body!"

Obviously, because of the special environment of abandoned cities full of nuclear radiation, coupled with the already deviated technology tree.

The means for people to become stronger here are no longer just relying on extraordinary abilities to become extraordinary people.

As the saying goes—

The poor rely on mutation, and the rich rely on technology.

High-level officials in abandoned cities can use genetic agents to cultivate genetic warriors, and can also be armed with advanced thermal weapons.

But for residents of the lower slums, the best way to become stronger is to replace a certain organ on the body with a more powerful "weapon".
To be continued...