Trait Hoarder Chapter 31

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Identity Market.

This is a market located along Dorimcheon near Sillim Station.

Originally, traditional markets in the world were losing their power to large marts.

It was different in this world.

Because traditional markets have things that large marts don’t have.

“Oh my. This place isn’t like it used to be.”

“Why are the items in this condition?”

“My regular store is closed too. I won’t be coming out for a while.”

“You f*cking thugs. If you’re going to fight, fight on your own turf. Why are you making a fuss in the market?”

It’s past midnight.

The market is dark.

The exposed streets without roofs, and the shops that were built close together, gave off a musty smell.

People would disappear between the stores and then pop out again.

What I heard was the grumbling of people who were just coming out.

‘It’s not like before? Those thugs?’

I have a rough idea of what the situation is.

It looks like a domino effect occurred because I took down the dagger faction a few days ago.

But it’s strange.

Wouldn’t it be normal for the Iron Fist faction to have taken over all of Sillim-dong by now?

Let’s go in first.

The entrance was hidden in a secret corner between stores.

The fluorescent lights flicker as if they are about to go out at any moment, indicating that they are not being properly managed.

On another wall was a disgusting pile of vomit, filled with a sour smell.

‘This is serious.’

Go down the long, narrow hallway.

A passage so narrow that two people can barely pass each other.

After going down almost three floors, you arrive at the underground market.

“Cheap! Cheap! The best magic cigarettes that will make you smoke in an instant are only 30,000 won!”

“Buying body materials! Buying body materials!”

“This is not an opportunity that comes every day! Selling legendary martial arts secrets and mythical magic books!”

“Isn’t it a scam to advertise that the Samjae Sword Technique is a legendary martial art?”

“If it’s not the legendary martial arts secrets that are essential to a martial arts novel, then what is it?”

“You little swindler!”

I stood at the entrance and looked around the underground market.

A fluorescent light flickers dimly.

A dazzlingly bright neon signboard.

A man who drinks and yells.

A prostitute shaking her body violently while intoxicated with drugs.

A turquoise colored drug smoke spreads out everywhere.

A bunch of random stuff piled up haphazardly.

The boss smiles sinisterly as he takes out the treasure hidden inside.

A wad of money secretly exchanged with sinister eyes.

A place where you can find everything: drugs, poisons, guns, bombs, martial arts books, illegal bodies, magical items, profane relics, and more.

The largest black market in Sillim-dong.

‘Where I have to go······’

Kim Chun-bok, antique dealer.

I don’t know exactly where it is.

In the game, all there was was a menu listing the stores you could go to.

I guess it’s okay.

We have plenty of time, so let’s take our time and look around.

‘There are a lot of closed places.’

The identity market is a bigger black market than the original market.

About three times the size.

If you look around slowly, it would take 30 minutes, not 10.

But now, more than half of those stores are closed.

The entire store was wrapped tightly in a tent, and sealed with blue tape and magic seals to prevent it from being opened.

Every closed store had a sign like this posted.

[Closed until market conditions stabilize.]

Other people who were shopping at the market besides me started cursing one by one.

“How long is this going to last?”

“What are the salty guys doing······”

“What the hell are you talking about? Don’t you know that if the salties get involved, it’ll be even more of a headache?”

“But I still have to pay for what I received.”

“What can we do? Either the Iron Fist guys will solve it, or we’ll have to wait until the Poison or Naked guys figure it out.”

“Oh my, you f*cking idiots.”

The Poison Gang is a gang that rules over Doksan-dong, Geumcheon-gu, and the Naked Gang is a gang that rules over Bongcheon-dong, Gwanak-gu.

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Right on either side of Sillim-dong.

It seems that the Iron Fist faction is not doing as well as expected.

The Shinwon market is a gold mine in the Daggerpa business, but it is not easy to take it all in one go, and other gangs are trying to sneak in.

‘Isn’t that junk shop closed down too?’

I quickened my steps with an ominous feeling.

About 10 minutes later, my worries became reality.

[Kim Chun-bok’s Antique Shop] signboard located at the corner of the market.

The store was tightly sealed, wrapped in a plastic tarp.

“Oh really.”

Seriously, the curse was rising to the top of my lungs.

Kim Cheol-kwon, what are you doing!

Huh? What are you doing!

If you get rid of the rival gangs, shouldn’t you just take over the Inma and the market and make it run smoothly?

The action has already taken place and we must consider alternatives.

If the store is closed, why don’t you just go to the store owner?

As it happened, the store next door was operating normally.

Despite all that, the owner of the place looks like a rotten fish with his hookah-smoking eyes, but he doesn’t have any other clever ideas.

“How are things these days?”

The owner looked at me with blurry eyes.

Is it a hookah shop or is it full of hookah products······

No, cancel, cancel.

This is a drug dealer.

There were every type of drug imaginable, including hookah-type drugs, cigarettes, injections, gum, cookies, candies, suppositories, cosmetics, ointments, lipsticks, incense, patches, and more.

“How can it be? I’m dying without any customers. With those thugs beating me up all day, how could I possibly have any customers?”

The owner speaks bluntly.

“Wasn’t this the territory of the Iron Fist faction?”

“Ha! What about the Iron Fist faction? It was where the Dagger faction’s number two was eating. He was quick-witted and was good at luring the police and the district office, so everyone liked him. He even received a small amount of protection money.”

“Ah······ That, the one with one eye implanted?”

“You know right?”

Yeah, I know.

He gave me a rocket as a gift.

“I heard that guy was also killed along with the Dagger faction this time. That’s why I thought the Iron Fist faction would eat here, but those idiots didn’t come here and only paid attention to the businesses in the slums.”

“I guess no one uses their brains there.”

“That’s what I’m saying. After a few days, the Iron Fist faction sent people, but it was already too late. People came from the Poison Faction and the Naked Faction in the neighboring town. And they were famous people.”

“Famous guys?”

“Oh. They both sent number two.”

If you are ranked 2nd in the Poison Blue and Naked Wave series, you are a level 2 superhuman.

The Iron Fist faction is difficult to deal with unless the boss, Kim Cheol-kwon, comes in person.

Kim Cheol-kwon is the only one at level 2, the rest are only at level 1.

Well, there are only three people.

‘The original story was about Kim Cheol-kwon being betrayed and falling to level 1.’

I understand the situation going back.

I took a look at the closed Kim Chun-bok junk shop and asked the owner.

“You’re here at a bad time. Do you happen to know when the store over there will open?”

“hmm.”

The owner looks at me from afar.

“With my mouth closed?”

Show the shape of a circle by putting your right index finger and thumb together.

Yeah, I knew it.

Where in the world is there such a thing as a free lunch?

I took out two Shin Saimdang portraits from my wallet and held them out.

The owner snatches the bill away and smiles, revealing his yellow teeth.

“Hehehe! It’s good that we can communicate. Of course, if there’s a going, there has to be a coming back!”

“Let me get straight to the point. Where can I find you, sir? I’m in a hurry too.”

“Well, I don’t know either.”

“Huh?”

“Is it because you don’t know the lives of the people here? They’re all drug addicts, gamblers, and debtors. Kim Chun-bok? That’s probably not even his real name. No one knows where he lives or what he usually does.”

“Huh? I’ll say that too. If you took the money, you should pay for it, right?”

I frowned openly.

The black flames that had been flowing softly around suddenly spread out.

Then the owner flinches and looks at the black flames.

I guess I didn’t even realize I was a superhuman because I was so out of my mind from the drugs.

“That, that’s right! I got paid! Look at my mind, hehe. That guy Kim Chun-bok didn’t just close the door. He got caught up in a fight between gangsters yesterday and broke his ribs, so he closed it.”

“You broke your ribs?”

“Ugh. The Iron Fist guy got beaten up by the Poison Faction guy and fell out, and he ended up attacking Kim Chun-bok. Oh man, what a poor guy. He didn’t take his medicine because I told him to. Anyway, he closed up shop and left yesterday. He must be lying in the hospital right now.”

Hospital, this is what a hospital is.

“It’s probably an illegal, unlicensed hospital. Look for it carefully! It’s probably a hospital nearby. Hehe, those quacks might have stolen a few of your ribs while they were fixing them. Why, should I introduce you to a hospital I know? You probably didn’t go to that hospital, but quacks know best. If you follow their network, you’ll find out where they are right away.”

“Okay.”

This owner really talks a lot.

There is no such thing as too much talker.

‘Fractured ribs······’

My head is getting complicated.

As far as I know, there is no specific treatment for rib fractures.

If it’s completely broken, you’ll need surgery right away, but if it’s just a leak, all you can do is lie down and take painkillers.

Considering that he sealed the store himself and went home, it is highly likely that he only lost money.

So, that means I have to find a house······

It seems very difficult to judge just by listening to the owner.

Isn’t there any way?

I looked around, rolling my head.

A market that seems lively but has a sluggish atmosphere.

Closed stores.

Those big guys swarming from afar.

Suddenly, an idea popped into my mind like a bubble.

“Just in case.”

“what?”

“When the market stabilizes, will the boss there come back?”

“Ah, come back. What good are we, who live a short life like ours, if we don’t do business? Even if our legs are broken or we have a stroke, we should still open the door and look around. As long as we have the conditions to do business.”

“I guess so.”

That’s the fastest way, after all.

Who knows if the junk dealer just took some painkillers from the pharmacy, went to a real hospital, or went to an illegal, unlicensed hospital.

Let’s think about it after stabilizing the market.

I sat on the pile of junk dealer tents and looked around.

Especially the large ones that run around in groups.

There are three main categories.

One was familiar. They were just regular thugs.

“What are you looking at?”

“Just like that!”

“Aren’t you going to close your eyes?”

He was wielding a baseball bat and a golf club, but he looked timid.

As evidence, he notices a group of people walking towards him, led by a woman, and turns around after looking around.

Bald woman.

She’s pretty, but the piercings on her eyelids, nose, ears, lips, and even her forked tongue are disgusting.

Only his left middle finger was replaced with an alloy body, and his right hand was equipped with a vicious spiked iron gauntlet.

[N Scorpion]

Poison cult leader.

Originally, he was firing an automatic shotgun, but the gun was not visible.

Well, if there’s gunfire in the market and merchants die, it’s a major incident.

No matter how much bribe you give, the police will still move.

“Get out of the way, you idiots!”

“Ugh, ugh!”

“We are the iron fist faction······”

“If you keep pestering me, I’ll bring your boss!”

The iron scorpion passed by, kicking away the Iron Fist gang members.

What followed was a group wearing short white cloaks.

Other than that, it was just a pair of triangle panties.

Wow, my goodness!

I see it with my own eyes!

My eyes really look like they’re rotting.

Think about it.

The muscular men were wearing nothing but a pair of briefs and a pair of briefs that barely covered their shoulders.

It was disgusting to see it on my smartphone screen, but it was even more disgusting and gross to see it in person.

“I came out to tell you good news.”

“Brother, how about taking refuge in the primordial goddess?”

“You don’t like it? Then you have to pay the religious tax.”

“You paid taxes? Oh, that’s a tax, not a religious tax. Why don’t you know that? Render to Caesar what is Caesar’s, and to God what is God’s, you know that?”

This is a total mess.

The man in the lead, wearing not a pair of triangle briefs but a red thong, was the most outrageous.

When words fail, he waves his hands and recites a strange prayer.

As the magical waves emanated from there, the merchants quickly inhaled the drugs.

It seems like they thought it was better to take drugs than to be brainwashed and give money.

The man in the thong clicked his tongue.

“All is vanity and futility… In the end, you are dedicating your body and mind to the primordial goddess.”

“Hehehe!”

“Hehehe!”

Everyone laughed.

The big guys laughed, and the merchants laughed while high on drugs.

[N exposure light]

Why is the first priest-type superhuman I met like this?

I can’t look at it anymore.

I got up quickly.

Eyes are focused on you without you knowing it.

The black flame that I had turned on until now. They say it’s hard to see because of the dazzling lights of the dark market, but that only applies to ordinary people. The iron scorpion and the flasher were secretly watching me.

I walked straight to one side.

The direction I checked while walking around earlier.

It’s almost across from the market.

There, in a place where there were no merchants or customers and most of the stores were closed, there was a man.

“hey.”

“Ugh······What the hell. I’m dying from pain.”

A man lying on a bed made of roughly piled up junk.

His whole body was covered in bruises.

One of his arms was broken and a splint was put on it.

The gang member who was escorting me flinched when he saw me.

Recognize my face.

I nudged the man with my foot.

“Stop joking and get up.”

“What the heck, what kind of kid is this······ GASP!”

The man looked back at me as if he was annoyed and opened his eyes wide.

Of course I should find out.

This is that guy.

When I confronted Kim Chul-kwon at the human resources office, he was the one who came forward first and then ran away after seeing me perform self-surgery on iron shards.

“How long are you going to lie down like this?”

“Uh, that, that······”

An executive who wakes up suddenly after seeing the situation.

It’ll be awkward.

I’m not your boss, but I’m not your enemy either, so you can’t call us an ally.

Like it or not, I said what I had to say.

“hey.”

“What, what is it?”

“Let’s do one thing together.”

“What are you doing?”

“Those guys. Let’s get them out of here.”

He pointed to the scorpion and the flashlight in the distance.

moment.

The light returned to the eyes of the Iron Fist leader.

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