Catastrophe Card King
Chapter 1224 - Chapter 1224 Chapter 377 Seeing the M Signature Again_2

Chapter 1224: Chapter 377: Seeing the ‘M’ Signature Again_2 Chapter 1224: Chapter 377: Seeing the ‘M’ Signature Again_2 “Rumor has it?”

Leonard Churchill did indeed raise an eyebrow with a questioning look.

But in his heart, he was pondering: Sealed memories?

He always felt that this kind of Transcendent Trait… seemed somewhat familiar.

Why did it feel like the situation with the steles that Elder Clinton had found?

Disaster Objects obviously had more uses than this; it was just that only these few had been tested and known.

However, there was no denying that both the “Soul Search” function of the photograph and that mysterious “Consciousness Space” indeed sparked great interest in Leonard.

However, the very next second.

When Leonard flipped the photograph over to look at the back, his pupils suddenly contracted.

Because in the corner of the photograph, he saw an “M” signature!

That was a perfectly normal symbol, but the curve of the signature was all too familiar.

If he remembered correctly, it was from the same person who signed when he had obtained the [JOKER] Mark!

“An artifact of Emperor Lanlingster?”

A huge wave surged in Leonard’s heart.

If it really was left by someone like that, then the photograph was undoubtedly extremely valuable!

And he never would have thought that he would find such a thing in the Black Market!

It was an unexpected delight.

The shop owner hadn’t noticed the change in Leonard’s expression and replied, “Of course it’s just a rumor.”

In the old lady’s view, Leonard was just like those nouveau riche who bought Disaster Objects as decorations.

As long as the object was genuine, its efficacy didn’t matter.

She didn’t hide anything, and said bluntly, “Not to conceal from the customer. Those involved in the tests, after their memories were extracted, all became idiots. According to our evaluation, it may require an extremely firm Will and Spirit Power to find other information in the Consciousness Space of the photograph. Or perhaps, other conditions are needed…”

“Hmm,”

Leonard nodded slightly, without any change of expression.

This explanation seemed quite reasonable.

Before the East Wilderness had attained the Seventh Grade, almost all of the Disaster Objects had not been fully understood.

But that “M” signature was bound to make this object extraordinary.

In an instant, many scenarios flashed through Leonard’s mind.

It was evident that the shop owner really wanted to make this deal and had taken out all her treasures.

Leonard did not hesitate, and took out another Storage Ring, saying casually, “I’ll take both Disaster Objects. If you have any other good things, bring them out together.”

Seeing the second Storage Ring, the old lady’s smile became even more splendid, but with her black teeth, it still gave off an eerie and unsettling feeling, “Of course, there’s more!”

After receiving the payment, knowing the buyer’s strength, she directly took out a bunch of cards containing Dark Gold Materials and placed them on the counter.

[Nether Soul Flower], [Organs of a Male Charming Demon], [Nightmare’s Brain Nerve], [Ominous Monster Ghost’s Fang]…

Looking at the pile of Dark Gold Materials before him, Leonard’s eyes narrowed slightly, and he murmured, “I must say, your shop really surprises me.”

“Of course,”

Upon hearing this, Black Tooth Granny said proudly, “If the customer needs something that isn’t in the shop at the moment, we can also take orders. I dare say that whatever you need, my shop can find it for you. If we can’t find it, then no one in the entire Black Market can…”

“Heh, not bad,”

Leonard responded satisfactorily.

Of course, he knew where these rare Materials came from.

Although the East Wilderness was barren, there were fewer High-Order Card Masters. Those who could use Dark Gold Materials were at least Fifth or Sixth Order Card Masters.

However, with a large land and population, the East Wilderness produced little but also consumed little.

Over hundreds of years, there was bound to be some stockpile.

And previously, those stocks were monopolized by big Financial Conglomerates and nobility.

Even if it was not used, they wouldn’t put it in circulation.

But now the situation was different.

The Southern Continent had attacked, refusing to accept surrender, making these nobles the fattest sheep of the East Wilderness.

Any Lord with a bit of money would try to muster as many soldiers and horses as possible.

Therefore, the treasures from the nobles’ vaults were also being sold.

Of course, some were robbed or stolen by bandits and involuntarily circulated.

What Leonard hadn’t expected was that a small shop in the City of Thieves’ Black Market could have so many good things.

Tut-tut, this shop has some strong backing.

“What about the price?”

Leonard asked about the price.

It was more than halved compared to the auction houses.

But the goods in the Black Market mostly had dubious origins, and no one questioned it.

Moreover, Leonard also saw that, to hook a big fish, the old lady was really willing to offer bait.

Leonard was unceremonious, buying everything he could.

His Sixth Order Professional Sequence had not yet been decided, so he stocked up on Materials. When he encountered the right Profession Card, he wouldn’t need to look for materials at the last minute.

…

“Take care, customer, and welcome to come again next time,”

“Hmm.”

Before long, Leonard walked out of “Morgue’s Potion Shop.”

The Black Tooth Granny watched the wealthy customer leave with a smile on her face.

Once the person was far away, she looked at the three Storage Rings on the table, and her smile instantly vanished to be replaced by a creepy chuckle, “Hehe… which family’s young master is this? Heh, still buying materials for himself, seems like he doesn’t have much of a backing…”

Although the treasures were sold, she was not at all anxious.

The old lady glanced at the items inside the Storage Rings and already had her guesses: “Seems like spoils from the battlefield. Belonging to the Lionheart family? Or the Revolutionary Army?”

But no matter who it was, there wasn’t anyone in the East Wilderness they couldn’t afford to provoke.

With that thought, Black Tooth Granny suddenly had a glint of greed in her eyes, her throat swelled, and with a gagging sound, she spat out a clump of spit-covered fluffy creature.