Nightmare Paradise : Starting as a Doctor

Chapter 145: The Sacrificial Rook

Silver Rose's declaration officially kicked off the Midnight Rose Exchange. Immediately, an undercurrent of excitement buzzed around as attendees started indulging in intricate negotiations and trades.

Lynn intensely observed everything unfold before him, his eyes sparkling with curiosity. It was a unique opportunity to glimpse into some secrets of the extraordinary side of this world.

The sound of hushed voices filled the cavernous space as transactions commenced. Hammer was the first to make his move, sliding a metallic case across the obsidian surface toward the man on his left.

"As promised," he said with a curt nod. An agile hand deftly caught the container, eyeing its contents covetously. Siren quickly stowed it away in his robes with a satisfied gleam.

"Pleasure doing business with you," he replied smoothly. His gaze then shifted, locking onto Blaze pensively. "That relic you brought last time proved quite... remarkable."

His gaze glimmered intriguingly, reflecting a blend of admiration and calculation. The concerned person maintained a stoic demeanor, giving only the faintest inclination of acknowledgment.

Meanwhile, the dealings between the mercenary and the alchemist continued where they stopped off. Other hesitant individuals also gathered in small groups, discussing transactions and sharing valuable information, objects, and knowledge.

While this was happening, Lynn remained silent, carefully piecing together fragments of conversations that reached his ears. Swiftly, he discerned the motivations, intentions, and even some parties' extraordinary professions.

The man known as Alchemist bore a surname that openly revealed his abilities. It was clear to everyone that he specialized in concocting and manipulating various substances and potions.

As for Siren, he appeared to possess a voracious appetite for rare and strange items. Whenever another participant offered something intriguing, his eyes would light up with unbridled desire, and quickly engage in negotiations.

In contrast, Hammer remained reserved yet highly sought after, apparently a renowned smith within the circle. Even Ghost requested another sword from him, the previous one having been lost by one of his subordinates.

Listening to this request, Lynn could not help but tremble slightly as a thought crossed his mind. He remembered the [Silverforged Sword] acquired from subduing the ghostly masked swordsman in the alley.

Before arriving at this gathering, he planned initially to barter the sword and other prepared items, hoping to secure the third and final sublimation component or other valuable resources that could benefit his goals.

But after hearing that, he decisively changed his mind and chose not to show the blade. While he did not fear the man's retaliation, intentionally provoking him also lacked prudence. It was better to avoid unnecessary risks if possible.

The rest of the attendees maintained an air of mystery, not divulging any hints or clues regarding their identities or capabilities. He even suspected that there were ordinary people among them.

However, to attend such an exclusive event and participate in the Midnight Rose Exchange, their background certainly was far from ordinary. Maybe an occasion like this was the cause of old man Feng's pollution.

As Lynn continued to eavesdrop, he managed to hear some troubling news. "Did you notice the increase in werewolf sightings lately? They're getting bold and aggressive," a voice softly whispered.

His ears perked up at the mention of werewolves, a topic that intrigued him deeply. It seemed like their apparition had intensified, becoming more frequent and widespread over the past few days.