Agulidiqi flipped through the latest merchandise catalog. Every week, everyone here received a One-Star Illusion Card containing detailed listings of all the goods at the Consignment Office that week. Agulidiqi was a Card Adept. His strength was nothing exceptional, but he had a tremendous interest in bargain hunting.
He had a keen eye, so he managed to find good items every time. Buying low and selling high, he had actually carved out a thriving life in this building through these small-scale trades alone, amassing a large number of contribution points.
Every time, he waited punctually for the catalog to arrive at his door, then immediately browsed it to see whether anything was worth buying.
He carefully examined each item. The Illusion Card was exquisitely made, with incredibly lifelike images of every product.
As far as he knew, the building housed more than two thousand Card Adepts and several hundred Card Crafters. Add in those who worked with card machinery and other fields, and there were too many to count. This was actually an excellent market. None of those who qualified to enter this place were ordinary people.
Naturally, the goods traded here were all high-end items. This was a high-end market in every sense of the word.
The higher-end the goods, the lower their sales volume might be, but the profit on each item was far greater than that of ordinary merchandise.
When it came to business, Agulidiqi was extremely dedicated-far more dedicated than he was to being a Card Adept.
Cards were his main focus. Card Adepts were the largest group in the building, and also its biggest consumers. To a Card Adept, a powerful card meant a greater chance of survival. In this age of outward calm and constant conflict beneath the surface, martial strength determined how much