Taneleer Tivan's shop was obviously far classier than the one they had visited before, at least in terms of size. Though it was still rather messy, there were no piles of goods stacked atop other goods. The air circulated, and the smell of dust was faint.
The lighting inside was mediocre, with dim colored lights scattered irregularly throughout the shop, making it feel like a nightclub missing only a glittering disco ball.
But this was not a nightclub. It was not even a shop or a pawnshop. It was more like a museum or exhibition hall.
The Collector accepted and bought anything that caught his fancy, but it was practically impossible for ordinary customers to take anything away from him.
In short, things only came in and never went out.
The exhibits were not merely inanimate objects. There were also quite a few living creatures, imprisoned in large transparent cabinets nearby. There were rare Aliens that could burst into flames from head to toe, Alien Zerg with countless legs and claws, and even relatively common dogs.
Yes, a dog wearing a Soviet Union spacesuit. It looked like a cross between a Great Dane and a fox terrier, squatting pitifully inside a glass cabinet and staring at the rare sight of humans.
Daisy's attention was drawn to it. She walked up to the glass cabinet, clapping her hands and making faces at the dog, trying to play with it.
But the dog did not react at all. It even looked at her as though she were an idiot.
That little look was far too human. Thor immediately felt a little awkward. To save face, she turned to Deathstroke and said, "There's a dog here, and it's even wearing a spacesuit. It's so cute."
Su Ming glanced at the transparent cabinet, which