Sean walked in a dark alley, watching the unfamiliar surroundings at a loss.

This is somewhere in the dark alley area. According to the "information" I asked about with my friends in the bar, this place should be the so-called black market.

However, the man said it very much (Sean suspected that the other party was heard about it at all). He had no idea of ​​the specific location. His goal was to find a black market for selling corpses, but now it seems that he can't find it.

Forget it, if it doesn't work, go back and ask someone else for a while. He was thinking, and was about to leave, suddenly, a familiar figure appeared at the corner of the alley in front. Sean looked at the man with some surprise. It turned out to be Jack.

At the same time, the other party also saw him.

Sean still remembers the first time he saw Jack, the other party was obviously just a teenager, no more than 1.6 meters tall, thin and short, looking like a little clever ghost.

However, Jack in front of him was completely different. He was 1.8 meters tall and strong. He was wearing a black windbreaker with no buttons on the windbreaker, revealing his white shirt and strong chest muscles.

His hair is still messy, but it doesn't give people a feeling of down-and-out, but it has a bit of rough courage.

When Jack saw Sean, he was obviously a little surprised and even took the initiative to say hello. "Professor Sean, we're meeting again."

Sean nodded, and the two of them walked together in this dark alley and walked side by side.

Sean didn't know where the other party was going, but it seemed a little along the way with him.

"Are you doing well now?" Sean asked tentatively.

"Of course, now I'm no longer alone. With so many partners and living in the care of everyone, I feel different. So warm and so at ease. The days of the past that were in danger have finally passed.

Now I am doing great things with Lord Ulysses, which I never dared to think about before.

I have to say that I would like to thank Professor Sean.”

"Thank me?"

"Of course, you don't think I can't guess." Jack said, squeezing at Sean.

"What did you guess?" Sean asked without a trace.

"That meat pie was left to me specifically, right?" Jack said gratefully, "I only realized it later. You left such a good thing to me. Although Professor Sean was very strict, he was actually a good person. Now I finally don't have to suffer anymore."

Meatball? Sean suddenly remembered that when he met Ulysses in a tavern in the dark alley area, the other party left him a meatball and strongly suggested that he taste it, but he was cautious by nature and didn't move a bit.

Could it be that there is something in that cake? As for what it is, you don’t need to think about it, it must be the kind of insect in the meatball! That’s right, those hungry people immediately became different after eating the insects, just like Jack in front of them. The only difference is that Jack’s changes even bigger.

When Sean thought of how he almost put the bug in his mouth, his scalp became numb. Ulysses, you are so old, so he is really dark. I'm so lucky to have a trap for me.

He didn't show any strangeness, but just smiled calmly.

"Haha, don't say that, I didn't do anything, everything you have now comes from your own choice."

"No matter what, thank you, Professor Sean, what are you doing in the black market? Is there anything you need to help?"

"I want to get two corpses, fresh corpses."

"That's a coincidence. I'm also helping the professor get the body. Why don't we go together? Maybe we can buy more and give some discounts."

Sean was speechless when he heard this. Jack was so light, it seemed that he was not buying human corpses, but ordinary things like roast chicken and roast goose.

But he is just not able to understand the method, and it is not bad to have a colleague.

"Then let's go together," he said.

The two walked side by side towards the alley.

Sean was always one meter away from Jack. When he thought that Jack might have a lot of worms in his body, he felt alert. While walking, he observed Jack without a trace. Jack looked nothing unusual, very healthy, without any illness, with a rosy complexion, and he looked full of vitality and full of energy.

From his eyebrows, you can vaguely see some tenderness and youthfulness, the softness unique to a young man.

But these feelings were broken by a forced external force. Not only did he grow taller, but his bones and muscles were deformed and larger, just as if the whole person had matured in a short period of time.

What is the origin of those strange worms? They actually have such a magical effect?

Ulysses once mentioned that he had come into contact with an ancient god. At that time, he thought that the old man was bragging, but Sean felt that it was not impossible. Are these worms a parasite in the ancient god's body? They absorbed the energy of the ancient god and were evolved? Or were they a magical creatures created by the ancient god? They were specially used for strengthening people's bodies?

Then this ancient god is really helpful.

Thinking about it in his mind, Sean did not relax his vigilance. Although he had never seen the ancient god, according to the supreme will and the descriptions in some literary works he had read in his previous life, he always felt that the ancient god should be very evil and could not be understood by human thinking.

The ancient gods definitely do not have the idea of ​​caring for humans. Compared with the ancient gods who created worms to help humans, Shawn felt that the answer to parasites was easier to accept.

Of course, it is more likely that these worms are a medium of some conspiracy of Ulysses, but the specific plot is not yet possible to draw a conclusion.

"It's here." Just as Sean was thinking, Jack stopped and pointed to the black wooden door in front of him.

This alley has come to an end.

Looking at the no one around, Jack knocked on the black wooden door in front of him.

A gap was opened on the door, and a pair of cold eyes emerged from it.

"who?"

"I'm here to get the fish." Jack said in a playful tone that is unique to a teenager.

"Fish? What fish?"

"Pickled fish or frozen fish are OK, it was introduced by Lao Gunter."

The man heard Old Gantt's name and his expression relaxed a little, "Come in." He said, pulling the door open and letting the two of them go in.

Then the door was immediately closed.

The room was very dark, and it was pitch black in broad daylight, and a few candles barely illuminated the surroundings.

Sean saw a man in a dirty oil cloth apron saw something in the corner, and Kacha's friction sound was very harsh.

A man in a white coat with glasses looked like a doctor was applying a body with some kind of liquid.

A gloomy man with only one ear was playing with two daggers like a magic trick.

There was also an old and ugly woman who was cooking a pot of beans. The aroma of beans was mixed with the smell of formalin, which was very strange.

As for the person who opened the door, he was a middle-aged man with no distinction and seemed to be the leader of this group of people.

"The goods are here, come with me."

The man said, and led the two into the door of a cellar.

Walk down a narrow staircase and come to a basement where a large number of bodies were parked, some wrapped in chemicals, wrapped in tart cloth and body bags, and several were placed in ice buckets.

Sean immediately understood that this was what was called pickled fish and frozen fish.

The man opened the body bag and exposed the waxy skin of the body, showing it to the two of them one by one as if introducing the product.

The narrow space, the stench of corpses in the air, and the dim lights and corpses around it, make people feel like they are in hell. However, it seems that the person in front of him doesn't care at all, maybe he's used to it.

"Pickled fish for ten gold pounds, frozen fish for fifteen gold pounds, and some rotten fish for only one gold pound."

Sean thought it was so expensive? No wonder someone committed a crime for the sake of corpse.

Ten gold pounds are enough for a farmer's family to spend a year.

He looked at the corpses. The pickled fish were soaked in chemical agents. They had obviously died for a long time. Even if they were soaked in chemical agents, they still emitted the smell of corpses.

The frozen fish, probably the corpse that had just died, looks very fresh, and the tidy appearance even feels lifelike, but it is too pale.

As for the rotten fish - Sean didn't know how to describe them, he didn't even want to keep his eyes on that thing, probably dug out of a grave.

Sean's mind was mainly on those frozen corpses. This thing should be enough to summon God of Faith?

I just don’t know if the corpse will be resurrected after being summoned or become an existence like the undead.

In fact, it is best to use living people as their bodies to summon gods, but in this way, two people must be killed. The power of the gods is very strong, and ordinary people will definitely not be able to withstand it. The biggest possibility is to be taken over.

Sean thought that two corpses had been selected, one of the corpses that looked very young. The cause of death was probably drowning. She looked very pale without a trace of blood.

The other one is the body of a middle-aged man, with a single hole in the middle of his eyebrows, which should have been shot.

I just don’t know if my brain will affect the operation of the gods.

He was thinking that the man over there was already impatient, "How is it, have you chosen?"

Jack nodded, "Yes, I've chosen it."

"Which one do you want?"

"All." Jack said with a smile.

The man was not happy, but looked at him suspiciously, "All? Are you talking about everything?"

"That's right."

“Total 200 pounds.”

Jack still had the same expression, "Sorry, I didn't bring the money, but maybe I could replace it with something better." Jack said, taking out a meatball.

The man looked cold and said, "Are you challenging my patience, boy?"

"No, no, no, please let me finish it. I think you will understand."

The man looked at him with a sneer, and took out a dagger from somewhere, "You can start."

Jack turned a blind eye to the dagger pointed at him and said to himself: "Have you ever felt pain? Hunger, loneliness, no one cared about your life and death. In order to survive, you can only choose to put your conscience and dignity behind you. In order to survive, you have no choice but to join this dark and stinky dungeon, doing shameful things, despised and disliked by everyone, but you don't know when this kind of life will end.

You want to be respected and loved, but you know that all this cannot be successful. One day you will die on the streets and be despised by the world, but you have no choice.”

As Jack described it, the man's eyes became colder and colder.
To be continued...