Su Xiao the Great Con Artist

The Trading Market was crowded, with Contractees in all kinds of outfits weaving between the various stalls.

"Get out of the way."

A mech over four meters tall strode through the crowd, somewhat recklessly shoving its way forward by virtue of its massive size. A bald man sat in the cockpit.

"Trash from the tech side."

A girl in a green wizard hat dodged aside and raised her middle finger at the bald man. Her slender middle finger slowly twisted.

"Paper tiger from the mystic side. Were you just provoking me?"

The bald man laughed heartily. The two of them seemed to have formed a grudge, but that was not actually the case. This was merely daily life in Reincarnation Paradise. Arguments and challenges to the Arena were common, but few people truly formed grudges. It was not worth holding a grudge over a few verbal exchanges. There was no such thing as keyboard warriors here. Once a grudge was formed, it became a matter of life and death.

"Arena. Do you dare?"

The wizard-hat girl twirled the short staff in her hand and raised her delicate brows. She happened to be bored, and finding someone to fight in the Arena seemed like a good choice.

"Who's afraid of whom? Two hundred coins per match."

The bald man clearly had nothing better to do either.

"OK."

The two headed toward the Arena. Clearly, they would not hold a grudge over their earlier argument. If their strength was similar, they might even form a temporary team.

Scenes like this often happened in Reincarnation Paradise. This was a lawless land, and no one knew when they might die in some Derivative World. Thus, people did not conceal their thoughts or desires here. If a man and woman took a liking to each