Chapter 89 - 59: Great Ivan’s Treasure Shop

Chapter 89: Chapter 59: Great Ivan’s Treasure Shop

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The suburban Grand Cemetery had now become a temporary Hunter’s Campsite, accommodating tens of thousands of people.

Various modified locomotives and heavily armed trucks were parked all along the railway and supply shops of all kinds had sprouted up there too.

Bright bonfires were blazing all over the Campsite, making it a lively scene.

Amidst the professional hunters, there were also information merchants and members of various gangs from the city, all mixed together in the crowd. Compared to them, there were far fewer people from the Governor’s Mansion. On a distant high ground, some lights hinting at military formations could be seen.

One side was disorderly, the other was meticulous, with a clear demarcation between the two factions.

At first, when the results were not out yet, both sides still exercised restraint. But now, with the reappearance of the labyrinth’s exit and no sign of the governor’s men, everyone understood that the Governor and his team were annihilated.

The entire campsite instantly erupted into chaos.

The hunters rushed towards the labyrinth.

The situation was better than expected; they didn’t need to use the corpse recovery service.

Leonard Churchill and Tracy Garcia changed into adventure outfits pretending to be new hunters, and inquired a bit from the information merchants at the camp.

Indeed, someone had exited the space about eight hours ago.

But he didn’t cause any commotion and disappeared from sight.

Upon hearing this news, Leonard Churchill and Tracy Garcia breathed a sigh of relief.

Although they didn’t know where Camilla went after exiting, he most likely wasn’t killed on the spot, which was the best scenario so far.

In this wilderness, as long as he wasn’t trapped, he would be mostly safe.

Leonard Churchill didn’t plan to stay long at the Grand Cemetery Campsite, paid some money and got on a shuttle back to Sinless City.

Tracy Garcia didn’t return to the city with him and she disappeared into the darkness after bidding farewell.

Leonard Churchill knew she was worried about Camilla, so he didn’t try to dissuade her.

After all, this young spirit communicator is a first-tier curse card master, who although often a bit absent-minded, has quite robust combat power.

It’d be more appropriate to worry about himself than about her.

However...

How could they be like the more than a dozen new shops in front, plastered with bright neon signs?

Things like “Bermuda Chamber of Commerce Branch”, “Martin Military Machinery Shop”, “Red Witch Potion Shop”, “Lorson Luxury Card House”...

Such names, they didn’t sound like small workshops.

They gave people the impression of large chain supermarkets.

Seeing the bustling crowd on the street, Leonard Churchill’s eye twitched.

Was this still the Black Market?

If it weren’t for the run-down and familiar shops from before, Leonard Churchill might have thought that the Black Market had moved somewhere else.

Even though he came here to buy things, no matter what shape the Black Market took, as long as the shops were still open, it made no difference to Leonard Churchill.

“Did Dark Rain Street’s Black Market start this ‘market day’ concept?”

With such a question in mind, he entered the crowd.

As he walked around and listened to the conversations of the passersby, he finally understood.

Coincidentally, it was directly related to the Grand Cemetery Labyrinth he just came out from.

Previously, the Miller Family obtained the governorship of Sinless City, hence according to Federal law, feudal lords own all political and operational rights of Sinless City.

That’s why the commerce guilds and financial groups that came to Sinless City were all in good terms with the Miller Family.

To ensure monopolisation of benefits, not only was there a small number of commerce guilds, but also due to the Miller Family’s eagerness to control the Gold-digging Dock that leads to the Old Continent, it resulted in a stalemate with the various black gangs of Lower City.

And this consequently led to collective xenophobia amongst Lower City’s black gangs.

Almost any foreign commerce guild attempting to set up shop here wound up either having their transport vehicles looted, their warehouses burgled or their store fronts vandalised.

In short, no foreign commerce guild could operate here successfully.

This also led to the Black Market of Sinless City maintaining its initial chaotic atmosphere of ‘kill or be killed’ and ‘dark for dark’ transactions.

However, just seven days ago, the situation changed suddenly.

The news of Governor Stan Miller’s assassination spread all over Sinless City with the speed of wings, and also reached the other lords of the Rich Ore Layer..