Apocalypse Regression's

Dark Caravan

Three days later.

Under the front tree of a large building that used to be a supermarket, there appears a train pulled by a giant Black Doberman. The creature is currently sleeping under a tree. Meanwhile, there was a figure wearing a grey hooded robe and wearing a mask leaning against a tree.

"Today's business is really not good."

A cold and monotonous male voice sounded from inside the car. A moment later, a figure wearing a black hooded robe came out.

"That's because you killed dozens of people yesterday, Mr. Hades."

The girl's voice that sounded childish returned the man's words. Two other people then got out of the car.

"Not hundreds of people" Ark said casually. "By the way, Alecto killed the most."

"She definitely wouldn't have done it if it wasn't you asking!" lisa said with a lot of complaints.

"Stop pouting, Tamer. Customers will be scared if you keep getting angry."

"They're not afraid if I shut up! They will obviously be scared! After all, this group is filled with assassins.

Also, with all due respect, please call me The Legendary Shadow Tamer! Since you guys call me this Tamer, that Tamer, the customers don't even know my name!"

"Hm? Is that a customer?"

Ark looked the other way. This made Lisa even more upset.

"Don't ignore me!"

The other three ignored Lisa. They stared at the black-skinned teenage boy in tattered clothes who walked towards them with a doubtful and fearful expression.

Seeing the boy approaching, Ark touched the chest with his right hand and then slightly bowed, greeting like a noble.

"Welcome to the Dark Caravan. Do you want to make a trade?"

The boy looked towards Ark and his comrades with a terrified expression. After a while, he ventured to ask.

"A-Is this really the Dark Caravan that accepts trading by exchanging strange items?"

"Of course it is not a strange item, but a unique item that we consider valuable. So if you want to trade, we will assess first and then price.

If it matches, you can exchange it. If not, you can go."

Ark explained in a flat and monotone tone.

"Then can you judge this."

The boy showed me a cloth package. When it opened, it looked a rather ordinary looking grass. But at the bottom of the grass glittered.

"Oh! It was Silverstar Grass. We can exchange it for seven pieces (piece) of potato chips or ten pieces (piece) of sweet potato chips of a larger size. Plus half a glass of water as a bonus.

So do you want to trade, little brother?"

"A-Is this really worth it?"

"Of course."

Ark nodded lightly. The other three were speechless. Despite not understanding how valuable, the three knew that each herb must be worth a bag full of chips. After all, ten pieces of potato chips are only worth the same as one potato tuber.

Truly black-hearted merchant!

In three days, they get some customers. Everyone cheated Ark the same way.

Of course, Ark denied that he was cheating. After all, food was indeed very precious in this chaotic world. Even if it was food that they could not spend in the Sword of Sufferings, but it was still extremely valuable outside.

"I heard you guys also received a commission."

The boy asked in a tone full of doubt.

"of course. However, the lightest murder commission is quite expensive, Little sister. Even if that person is weak, it costs more than one Silverstar Grass."

"No. I mean, I'd like to hire you guys to drop off."

"Supervision mission? Where do you want to go?"

"Silver Cross Headquarters! I want to find my sister there!"

"Sorry, little brother. Less commission."

"depends. Put the grass here as collateral, then take the grass you mean. If there's enough, we'll drive you."

"Good, Master!"

The boy laid down the grass and immediately ran. Looks very excited. To the point of making three fellow Ark speechless.

"I'm sorry if it's disrespectful, Mr. Hades."

"What's up, Charon?"

"Isn't Silver Cross's base less than five hours away based on Debby's speed? Not to mention, we're also going there, right?"

"I know, you feel the price is too expensive. But nothing is cheap at this time, Charon.

If the direction was different, I would obviously refuse the commission. In addition, five hours for Debby can be equated to nearly ten hours of walking without rest.

To such a boy, traveling that far was indeed dangerous. Even if it's during the day."

"I understand."

Ark nodded. He then glanced at Lisa.

"What are you waiting for, Tamer? Prepare a place to plant Silverstar Grass. You don't want us to lose because the grass is dead, do you?"

The corner of Lisa's lips twitched. Although a little angry, he still replied.

"Good."

At that moment, Ark saw several people walking towards him. There seemed to be a small group and a pair of fat middle-aged husbands.

Greeting them with noble etiquette as usual, Ark then said.

"Welcome to the Dark Caravan. Do you want to make a trade?"

"Please look at our stuff, Boss!"

Said one of the men who came with four of his colleagues. They brought a pot.

Looking at the contents, Ark said in a monotone tone.

"This is just an ordinary bonsai plant mutating. Besides being used as a display, there is no other function. Sorry, we can't trade."

"Huh?! Are you serious, Boss? Aren't you usually exchanging with strange things? This plant is definitely expensive, at least it can be exchanged for yam chips, meat jerky, and water!"

"We don't accept it." Ark said in a flat tone.

"Don't think we're afraid of your mutated pet, boss! You better think about it. We are quite famous in this area!

If you're messing around ..."

"Once again I say, we don't accept it. Besides, last warning, please go and don't make trouble."

"How dare you mess with us! We are—"

"Alect."

Hearing Ark's words, Stacy immediately shot forward. In an instant, the man's head instantly fell onto the asphalt. Not stopping there, the girl also instantly killed four other people.

Blood flowed on the asphalt, making a puddle with a fishy aroma.

"Please get rid of the body that disturbs this scene, Alecto."

"Understand."

Stacy replied calmly. After clearing the blood on his sword, he immediately went to dispose of the body pieces to the trash that was quite far away from them. Darin helped him too.

Meanwhile, the fat middle-aged couple shivered in fear. They did not expect that the rumors of how the Dark Caravan could easily kill people were true.

At that moment, Ark was staring at them while performing a typical noble greeting. A distinctive and familiar flat voice was again heard.

"Welcome to the Dark Caravan. Do you want to make a trade?"

>> Connect.