The Rockets of the Spirits Start Chapter 243

After returning to the ground, Nobunaga pressed the mechanism to close the passage, lowered his head and said softly to the shadow: "Genghis, go check if there is anything else under the black market."

Hearing Nobunaga's order, Geng Gui's eyes showed a greedy look, and he instantly got into the wall of the wooden house from the shadow.

Seeing that Gengar had left, Nobunaga suddenly thought of the previous inexplicable poisoning, so he walked to the table and checked the internal structure of the wooden table.

At this time, at the gate of the black market in the port, twenty holy mountain masons were collecting the life-saving money from the guests.

On the other hand, other masons were in front of various stalls in the black market, receiving the materials of the entire black market with a flat face, and even the handling work was done by the shop owners.

Although these masons knew that Nobunaga would not mind if they got a little out of the supplies, the regulations of the holy mountain were formulated and responsible by Menyan as a whole.

Besides, there are detailed regulations within the organization. After all, 30% of the seized materials will end up in their hands. It is not worthwhile to break the rules for this material.

In the wooden house in the middle of the black market, Nobunaga looked at this completely flawless table in front of him, and his face gradually became ugly.

Inspired Poison Weave to use a poisonous frenzy, punching the table.

In the face of Nobunaga's full blow, this wooden table didn't move at all, as if it had not been damaged in the slightest.

After hesitating for a moment, Nobunaga seemed to have other plans, forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, and silently stuffed the entire table into his space backpack.

After scanning around the furnishings in the house and making sure that there were no other valuables, Nobunaga adjusted his emotions and walked out of the house with a calm expression on his face.

Standing on the steps of the wooden house, Nobunaga looked at the crowd that had been divided by the masons, and walked slowly to the surrounded guests with a smile on his face, and said in a calm tone:

"Everyone, from now on, the black market in the harbor will be managed by our holy mountain. I hope you will come to join us when you have time. Nobunaga is here to thank you all."

After speaking, Nobunaga turned to look at the masons standing by the gate, and said softly:

"Get out of the way."

After hearing Nobunaga's order, the twenty masons who were guarding the gate immediately moved out of the way, but their icy gazes still stayed on the guests in black robes.

When the guests surrounded by the masons saw Nobunaga's order to let them go, there was no politeness on their faces, and they quickly walked out of the black market gate while wrapping themselves in the crowd.

Nobunaga stood there and waited until all the guests left, then turned to look at the black market workers and some stall owners.

When everyone saw Nobunaga looking at them, they couldn't help revealing a look of hope in their eyes, as if they felt that they could, like a guest, be released by the masons.

At this time, a mason wearing a light gray training suit walked up to Nobunaga and reported in a low voice the list of all the materials seized in the black market this time.

Hearing the amount of supplies mentioned by the mason, Rao Nobunaga, a rich man who had robbed shopping malls several times, was also a little surprised.

In the various stores in the black market of the port, there are more than 30 copies of the power of the source alone, and this does not include other cultivation resources.

After he calmed down, Nobunaga asked the mason to use the contact device to notify the internal staff of the Menyan faction base to come and take over the black market.

He walked slowly to the front of many black market workers and said with a smile:

"Can you tell me why there is so much source power in your shop?"

When everyone heard Nobunaga's question, they immediately answered in a garbled manner.

"My lord, there are still many unknown islands in the Orange Archipelago. After many adventurers harvest their original power on these islands, they will sell them on the black market for some money."

"After all, the power of the source needed to break through the king is too much, and most people are not willing to use it for their own elves."

"On the contrary, in exchange for money, you can let your son receive the best training from an early age, and maybe he will become the official trainer of the league in the future."

"The power of the source here has only been acquired by us in the past three months. Originally, Lord Hailonghua will take it away tomorrow, but..."

After listening to the staff's answers, Nobunaga's face became a little excited, then turned around, took out the second Pokeball from his waist, released the Abo, and said softly:

"Okay, thank you for your answers."

"But there's one more thing to trouble you. My Abo is a little hungry, so please help me feed him."

Hearing Nobunaga, who had his back turned to him, said these words, the faces of many black market workers instantly turned gloomy, as if they understood what the phrase hello he meant.

After hearing Nobunaga's words, Abo, who was entrenched in front of everyone, showed a bloodthirsty light in the snake's eyes, transformed into a speed snake pattern, and rushed towards the black market staff surrounded by the masons.

The masons standing on both sides saw Nobunaga's Abo monster attacking, and they instructed their respective rumbling rocks to form a circle, completely blocking the black market staff inside.

Facing the Heavenly King-level Abo, the people who were already surrounded by the rumbling rocks had no resistance at all.

Even if they released their elves to fight to the death, they would just give the Abo monsters who were slaughtering frantically more time to eat.

After the Apomon finished eating, Nobunaga turned around and saw the Apomon that looked like a radish python. He couldn't help showing a doting look in his eyes. He touched his gleaming scales, and said softly:

"Go back to the Poké Ball when you're full, and I'll let you guys out for activities later."

Having said that, Nobunaga took out the Poké Ball from his waist and took back the Aberdeen, then looked at the mason standing around him, and said with a smile:

"Since the port black market has been won and no one else has come to disturb us, let's celebrate here."

"Lidou, you go and pick out some items for the banquet from the seized supplies, and tonight I will show you my versatile monster."

After hearing Nobunaga's words, the masons showed relaxed smiles on their faces. Under the leadership of Lidou, the crowd soon divided into three groups.

One group maintained vigilance, the second group organized the venues in the black market, and the third group followed Lidou to get supplies for the banquet.

Seeing that the masons had a clear division of labor, Nobunaga walked to the wooden house in the middle of the black market, took out a chair and sat on it.

The Variety Monster, who has been lying on Nobunaga's head, also heard his speech just now~www.mtlnovel.com~ Although it seems a little embarrassed to Nobunaga complimenting his cooking skills, he is a qualified chef.

The Variety Monster still jumped back to the ground from the top of Nobunaga's head, transformed into a monster, picked up the backpack full of kitchen utensils and walked to the open space beside him.

Nobunaga consciously ran to the open space to set up a stove when he saw the ever-changing monster, a slight smile appeared on his face, and then he took out the account book of the black market in the port and read it carefully.

It's one o'clock in the morning.

At this time, the internal staff sent by Menyan from the submarine base had arrived, and the strange force who transformed from the ever-changing monster was also busy turning the grill in front of the stove with a few masons.

The other masons were sitting around the table beside the wooden house, holding small wine with spring breeze on their faces, and eating fragrant barbecued meat in their mouths.

In front of the wooden house, Nobunaga, after flipping through the ledger of the black market in the port, couldn't help raising his head to look at the moon in the sky, thinking silently in his heart:

"It is indeed the largest black market in the Orange Islands. This is a month's worth of water, and the income is higher than that of a tourist hotel in Daping."

"I'm afraid it's not easy to guard this cornucopia..."

Just when Nobunaga was still thinking about how to deter other forces in the Orange Islands, the strange force transformed from the Variety Monster grabbed the barbecue with his four strong arms, walked to Nobunaga and roared softly.

Hearing the somewhat dissatisfied cry of the Variety Monster, Nobunaga couldn't care about thinking about the archipelago any more. He quickly showed a smile on his face, and took the barbecue in its hands and ate it.

Chapter end