Cursed Immortality

Jacob observed the spacious interior of the pawnshop.

There were many glass displays, and the items behind them were fairly high-end. He even spotted a scope!

"Dear Customer, what kind of services you required?" A petite woman in a silver mask approached Jacob at this moment.

Jacob looked at her and coolly stated, "I want to sell a precious iron."

The woman's pinkish eyes remained static as she spoke, "Please follow me."

She directly led Jacob toward the east wing of the shop and led him inside a bright room. Where a white hair masked figure with pointy ears was sitting behind a work table and examining a small piece of stone with a loupe.

The woman approached the white hair person as he had no idea about their arrival. He was too absorbed in whatever he was doing.

She said respectfully, "Mr. Observer, can you please apprise this gentleman's item and give up its value?"

Mr. Observer finally looked toward them with his green eyes.

He coldly said, "You have a minute."

She then looked at Jacob. "Please take out the item you want to sell."

Jacob didn't delay and pulled out a black brick from his jacket. Which he actually took out from his pendant. He had stored four bricks in his pendant, just in case he had to abandon the bags.

But he never thought they would come in handy right now.

Mr. Observer's eyes shone with surprise when he saw the black brick and snatched it from Jacob.

Jacob didn't mind and stood still while coldly staring at Mr. Observer, who was now examining the black brick with a loupe.

The woman seemed to be surprised by Mr. Observer's reaction and looked at the black brick with curiosity.

Mr. Observer finally put down his loupe and spoke with a hint of elation, "An 89% pure uncommon titan iron. 25 Gold Coins per gram. What do you think?"

Jacob remained stoic on the surface, but he was surprised inwardly, 'It seemed the uncommon region didn't know the true value of this iron. It is two times higher than the price I've in the guild and the agency. But they had very little on sale.'

Jacob answered, "30 Gold Coins per gram or no deal." He could tell this Mr. Observer was still holding back.

Just as he thought, Mr. Observer didn't reject him outright and started mulling over it.

The woman remained silent this whole time. She knew Mr. Observer wasn't someone who would suffer a loss when it came to bargaining.

But the titan iron appearance still astounded her because this metal was precious even in the rare regions, and this man had a whole brick that probably weights over 1000 grams.

She wondered who this person was and where he came from.

Mr. Observer finally spoke, "If you have one more brick, we have a deal." He deeply looked at the amber eye man.

Truth be told, he was mulling over what kind of being Jacob was, from his slim and tall visage and his pale white skin. But no such species came into his mind.

However, one thing was clear: since Jacob was in the uncommon region and appeared in the Dark City, he wasn't here for a picnic. He was clearly hiding from someone.

Nevertheless, they can't act in Dark City because of its rules, and they are not joking because the Dark City is just too strange, and as long as break any of its rules, they are doomed.contemporary romance

No matter what you do or where you hide, the enforcers will hunt you down!

That's why all these lawless were so lawful in this city, despite their past deeds and background.

Jacob nodded impassively. "I have two more. How about 35 gold coins, then?"

Mr. Observer's eyes contracted when he heard this, and gritted her teeth, "32 Gold Coins, this is the highest I can go!"

Jacob didn't push too hard since he could tell they had reached the limit and nodded. "Deal."

"Good, come with me. You can go now." Mr. Observer nodded as he stood up from his seat.

The woman nodded and left the room.

Jacob saw Mr. Observer moving toward the door in the back, and when he opened it, stairs were revealed.

Jacob unhurriedly followed. He wasn't afraid that this old guy would play tricks. He had already noticed just how ethical and licit. This place was when he was coming toward this place.

Any shop he visited, they talked business without any hint of deceitful intent, despite their hidden bloodlust. He saw this Dark City in a new light, and he was curious about why those people were so afraid.

Besides, if he wanted to kill Jacob for his possession, then there wasn't any need to negotiate so hard with him. Furthermore, this was just an uncommon item, after all.

He had long decided he would read the guidebook after dealing with his money problem. As for going toward the rare region, he wasn't in a hurry anymore since this place was far more alluring than the rare region to him right now.

Jacob ascended the zigzag staircase with Mr. Observer, and there was only one room at the end of this staircase.

Jacob mused they were already on the eighth floor, if not on the ninth.

Mr. Observer calmly knocks on the wooden.

A husky voice rang. "Enter."

With a creek, the door opened, and they both entered.

The room was of the same size as the first floor, but there weren't any displays on the wall, but exotic paintings and a comprehensive book shelve.

At the center of this floor was a huge rectangular desk with 15 chairs on one side and only a single chair on the other.

A person sat on this single chair at this moment without any mask.

Jacob's eyes contracted when he saw the appearance of this person.

His skin color was purple, and he had long purple hair, light blue astute eyes with slit pupils, a long pointy nose, ears, and a long sharp chin. His mouth was wide, and his sharp canine teeth could be seen.

He was probably 2 meters tall, and his body was burly as his muscles showed from his tight black outfit.

Jacob quickly summoned the cursed immortality and asked, "Tell me the tiers of these two!"

Jacob took this action because he could feel extremely strong pressure from this guy, which he only felt from the mutant.

Mr. Observer introduced with respect, "This is the owner of this wonderful establishment, Boss Jerry.

"Boss Jerry, this gentleman here is selling over 3000-gram titan iron. So, I brought him here to finalize the deal."

Jerry's eyes shimmered with a hint of astonishment when he heard this and flashed a smile, showing his beastly teeth as he said, "How delightful. Please take a seat."

He pointed toward the seat in front.

Jacob nodded as he walked toward the seat, while his focus was on the information on the blank page.

"Hahaha… that big log is a Purple Hobgoblin from Goblin Race. It's currently at Tier-8, and it's very close to breaking its limit. As for this old fossil, it's a tier-6 white troll without anything special.

"This place is interesting. If you slaughter just half of them, I promise you won't regret it."

Jacob completely ignored the sentence; this book was simply asking him to jump from a cliff. He would be courting death even to try to kill just this rarer bread in the middle of Dark City. He was simply too weak.

Likewise, he calmly sat down while Mr. Observer put the black brick in front of Jerry very respectfully.

"May I know your name? If you don't mind." Jerry picked up the brick and asked politely.

"Jack." Jacob calmly answered.

"Jerry!" Jerry nodded before he took out a golden loupe from his drawer and examined the black brick.

After examining the black brick for a minute, he finally put it down with an elated glint in his eyes. He asked Jacob, "Mr. Jack, can I check the remaining titan iron?"

"Why not!" Jacob nodded and put his hand inside his jacket and brought out two more titan iron bricks, and placed it in front of Jerry.

Jerry didn't stand on ceremony and quickly examined them as well, and when he was done, he calmly asked, "What's the final deal with Mr. Jack?"

Mr. Observer promptly replied, "32 Gold Coins per gram."

Jerry thought for a moment before he smiled. "I agree. Go and weigh these three bricks."

Mr. Observer nodded, picked up the bricks, and headed toward the other side of the floor to measure their weight.

Jerry deeply looked at Jacob and said, "Mr. Jack, if you have more titan iron of the same quality, I want it all. Price is negotiable."

Jacob ambiguously answered, "I would love to sell more, but I only acquired these three pieces by chance."

Jerry's eyes narrowed ever so slightly. He sighed ruefully, "Is that so? It's a shame, then."

'Why are they interested in uncommon titan iron so much?' Jacob was now suspicious!

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