Myriad Heavens Market, market trading day, third floor of the Market Ruins Inn.
Crack!
With a crisp sound, the door to one of the market's Walker Rooms burst open. The next second, a short creature with green skin all over and a pair of triangular eyes stepped out.
At first glance, it looked utterly ordinary, even somewhat sleazy. Yet outsiders did not know that this seemingly unremarkable creature was one of the oldest customers to settle in the Myriad Heavens Market.
Thanks to the immense benefits provided by the Myriad Heavens Market over the past twenty thousand years, Goblin Luke had long since entered the ranks of seventh-rank Overlords. Within the Silver Goblin Empire, he had already been honored as "the Great One," the goblin god in the eyes of tens of billions of Silver Goblins.
However, compared to the pride and self-satisfaction he had constantly worn on his face over ten thousand years ago, Luke had become far more low-key during the past ten thousand years.
It could not be helped. Anyone who had personally witnessed the arrival of Origin Star, along with the tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of eighth- and ninth-rank Overlord-class alien races gathered in the Myriad Heavens Market, would have their pride in breaking through to the seventh rank vanish in an instant.
Yet compared to usual, Luke seemed different today. An undisguisable delight appeared deep within his triangular eyes. After leaving the Market Ruins Inn, he hurried straight toward the Marvel Exchange Shop.
"Reporting to the great Lord of the Market Ruins, regarding the task you issued three hundred years ago to collect a Mythic Starry Sky Plant Heart or related information, Luke has obtained a lead."
In the market skies, in a region impossible to detect from below, the