When his vision cleared, a cacophony of noise filled his ears.
Looking around, he found himself in a bustling place.
On the streets, aside from the scantily clad Dark Elves, everyone else wore masks and black robes.
However, the faint glow emitted by the Moon Goddess insignias on those masks felt strangely out of place here.
After only watching for a moment, more than thirty Teleportation Arrays lit up.
As he stepped off the Teleportation Array, a Dark Elf approached him and respectfully asked, "Sir, do you need a guide to getting around Silver Ridge Space?"
"How did you know I was new here?" Velin asked curiously.
The Dark Elf pointed at the hem of his black robe and respectfully replied, "The blue thread here indicates that this is your first time in Silver Ridge Space."
Following her finger, he saw that the edge of his robe was indeed stitched with blue thread.
Seeing this, Velin stopped dwelling on the matter and asked instead, "How much is a guide?"
"Three gold coins."
Velin took three gold coins from his Space Ring and tossed them to the Dark Elf before him.
After accepting the coins, the Dark Elf took a palm-sized book from a square table behind her and respectfully presented it to Velin.
Taking the book, Velin began reading.
Silver Ridge Space had been converted from an underground dark space. It had existed for three thousand years and was one of Alp Island's three major underground trading markets. It sold, among other things, Red Orchid Grass, Dark Elf female slaves, cultivation resources, Standard Armor...
The rest of the guide introduced various shops, compared prices, and assessed risks.
"Black Demon Shop: The Magic Crystals paid are inversely proportional to one's strength. Over the past ten years, it has forcibly bought and