Chapter 1191, The Soft Eating Meiguo

The sorcerer’s country did not thrive on tattoo culture, Ren Xiaosu had traveled all the way from the south, and had only seen tattoos on the footmen near the stagecoach station, and at that time, Meggo had explained to him: these people had all been criminals in the past, and that’s why they were marked with tattoos.

So, in the sorcerer’s kingdom, tattoos were actually a mark of shame for ordinary people.

But it was different when it came to this underground world, where they used tattoos as a sign of the spirit of resistance, and the most loyal guardians had their tattoos tattooed on their faces as a sign of their determination to fight against the sorcerer organization.

For example, bounty hunters like Chen Jingshu could always disguise themselves as ordinary people to return to the surface and blend in with the crowd.

However, this was not the case for these guardsmen; once they returned to the surface, they would be out of place with the others.

The tattoos on the guardsmen’s faces looked unusually grim in the quiet underground world.

The clothes were worn leather jackets, while the feet wore boots with open edges, and although the surface was already thirty-six degrees hot in the summer, this underground was still shady and cool.

After Chen Jingshu answered the code word, the guard opened a mottled iron door beside him.

All of them filed in, and Ren Xiaosu, who was walking in front, felt that the underground suddenly became lively, and in front of her was a wide open area like an underground factory.

The walls of this “underground factory” are surrounded by a large amount of graffiti, and there are “guards” with knives patrolling around.

Hundreds of people had gathered here, including those who had set up stalls and those who had asked for quotations, and most of them had covered themselves up tightly, fearing that they would be memorized by others.

Ren Xiaosu glanced at the commodities on the ground and wondered, “There are clothes, household items, and also contraband like swords, crossbows, and arrows, where did this all come from?”

“The entire Ghent City’s black market is underground, there are dozens of small black markets like this one, and there are also two or three black markets that are more than ten times larger than this one,” Chen Jingshu said, “Those forces on the surface that want to trade secretly underground need to pay some transaction taxes, or they can take items to replace them. Moreover, this place gathers ninety percent of the casinos in the entire Ghent City, as well as some other places for special transactions, including intelligence trading, black market bounties, and so on, which is enough to feed the underground people.”

“Don’t the Norman and Tudor families care?” Ren Xiaosu curiously said.

“Of course it cares, but half of the business in the casino is owned by the Tudor and Norman family scions,” Chen Jingshu explained with a smile, “If nothing major happens, they will turn a blind eye. Of course, we also need to always be on guard against them sending people to infiltrate other parts of the underground.”

Chen Anan, who was at the side, said, “There is a big difference between the surface people and the underground people, those who live in the underground all year round usually have a pale, sunless complexion, whereas the surface people can be detected as soon as they come in. All people with normal skin color are not allowed to go to the more secret underground space except for the Holy Church, unless led by a member of the Holy Church.”

Ren Xiaosu nodded, so the underground and the surface were actually sort of striking a delicate balance nowadays, they were well aware that the underground people hated them, but they were also well aware that this group of people couldn’t afford to turn over any big waves.

When Ren Xiaosu and the others entered this underground factory-like black market, almost everyone in the entire black market suddenly turned their heads to look at them.

Their group obviously came from the surface, but it was rare to see hundreds of surface people suddenly come down in this underground world, and many stall owners looked at Ren Xiaosu and the others warily, seemingly a little worried.

“Keep going forward, don’t stop here, we’ll scare them,” Chen Jingshu said and continued to lead the way forward, those black market stall owners saw them leave and resumed the order of trading as if nothing had happened.

“Don’t they recognize you guys?” Ren Xiaosu was curious, “You’re also a member of the Holy Church.”

“Sacred Hall members never write their identities on their faces,” Chen Jingshu said, “Only the guardians of the various deep regions know who we are.”

“To avoid the siege?” Ren Xiaosu asked.

“Yes, the fish and dragons are mixed here, selling the identity of a member of the Holy Church is more cost-effective than them selling a hundred iron swords,” Chen Jingshu explained.

The group continued to walk inside, Ren Xiaosu even saw the people living in the underground in certain places, but he only saw old people and children.

“Light and strong all work underground, men and women alike,” Chen Jingshu said, “Those who survive underground have no waste, and being lazy is a sure way to not survive. That’s why you can almost only see old people and children in the underground layer.”

“What do the light and strong do for a living down there?” Ren Xiaosu asked.

“All sorts of unseemly things,” Chen Jingshu said, “such as melting and casting broken silver into silver coins, such as casting iron tires for arrows, such as carrying smuggled goods, and all sorts of contraband manufacturing workshops.”

“This is a large black den,” Ren Xiaosu lamented.

Chen Jingshu glanced at him and said, “Don’t stand here and talk about it, it’s good enough that people can survive in the underground, so what do you care about contraband or not.”

In the next moment, a man wearing a brown linen robe suddenly appeared in front of them, the other party was waiting in the tunnel with a hood on, seemingly waiting for Ren Xiaosu and the others to arrive.

Chen Jingshu glanced at Ren Xiaosu, “Follow me, someone wants to see you.”

The man who had hidden his identity turned around and led the way in front, not saying a word from start to finish.

They zigzagged underground, and also descended to the depths of the earth through steps, and when they passed through some hidden passages, the guards watching near the passages would also bow to that man.

Obviously, the other party’s status in the underground world was far higher than Chen Jingshu’s.

Turning through a long, dark tunnel, the sound of several people talking suddenly came from the corner ahead.

Ren Xiaosu, who was originally walking, suddenly felt that something was wrong, he turned his head to look at Xiao Mei who was frozen in place, “What’s wrong?”

But he saw Comrade Xiao Mei as if she hadn’t heard what Ren Xiaosu had said, she was actually lost in thought as she rushed towards the front.

Ren Xiaosu was surprised, “Did you meet someone you know?”

“Xia!” Mei Ge shouted sharply, “Is that you?”

The sounds of conversation at that front corner calmed down, and Ren Xiaosu looked at Chen Jingshu, “Xia? Who is it?”

“Xia Russell, Russell’s descendant,” Chen Jingshu smiled meaningfully, “And also the sweetheart of this Meiguo sorcerer.”

“So, you guys ran to Yorkshire before, specifically to help this girl find Meigo, right?” Ren Xiaosu frowned, “Why didn’t you say that earlier, and made up strange lies.”

“Originally, I was planning to quietly stuff some money into his wizard tower, who knew that you would suddenly kill out ah,” Chen Anan also rolled her eyes, “And we don’t even know who you are alright, how could we possibly tell you the truth?”

Ren Xiaosu was stunned, “Stuffing money?!”

He immediately burst into tears, “This Comrade Xiao Mei is really a master at eating soft food!”