"Come over and take a look! A Witch Coffin freshly unearthed from Dragon Abyss Ravine! An essential coffin room for top-grade reincarnation through filthy soil! The more you buy, the cheaper it is!"
"An original-scale inner armor of the ancient War God Yinglong! Fake one, pay three! Fake one, pay three!"
"Portable secondhand Earth-tier cave abode model! Only three million spirit stones! Three million, and you can own a sea-view home, a cliffside home, or even a love nest! Three million! Half price! Three million!"
The cries of the vendors made the place feel just like a flea market... Maid Miss looked around the bustling scene in a corner of White Steel City with great interest.
Shopping seemed to be a woman's natural instinct. Even someone as perfect as her apparently couldn't escape it... In fact, during the previous shopkeeper's era, the super-rich woman of this shop often visited all kinds of trading venues.
She especially loved antique markets. After all, the truly valuable treasures had to be dug out by hand.
"Boss, how much for this?"
Maid Miss stopped in front of a street stall and pointed at an irregular mud slab.
The mud slab wasn't made of any special material... It looked as though someone had dug a slab of mud out of a dried-up fishpond.
The stall owner didn't hawk his wares much. He simply squatted on the ground and smoked his pipe. Yet the stall's business was actually quite good. Before Maid Miss stopped to ask the price, he had already sold several things, and the buyers clearly hadn't haggled.
"You can understand this mud slab?" The stall owner was a dark-skinned old man in his fifties or sixties. The wrinkles on his forehead lifted slightly. "If you understand it, name your own price. If