Those large items from the human world are very hard to find a market for in the immortal realm. Take luxury goods, sports cars, and mansions for example—immortals simply have no use for them. Even someone like Adam Brooks, a useless tribulation immortal, can fly faster than a sports car with a casual talisman, not to mention everyone else.

On the contrary, those small, seemingly insignificant things are very attractive. And these things cost little but bring in big profits.

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“Brother Luo? Brother Luo, are you there?” A familiar voice called out at the entrance of the cave residence. Today, Adam Brooks was wearing a sapphire-blue suit, his short hair styled with an icy mist conjured by immortal arts, each strand standing up in a flashy way—this hairstyle was very popular in the human world. He poked his head out from his chairman’s office: “Hey, Mr. Carter, you’re here.” Evan Carter slipped in furtively: “Brother Luo, didn’t you ask me to help advertise your business…”

Adam Brooks nodded: “So, any results?” Evan Carter nodded: “I have a cousin who also really likes those… discs. Can you set up a computer for him, just like the one you did for me, and get those batteries too?” Adam Brooks nodded: “Of course, no problem. Where is he?” As Adam Brooks spoke, he looked behind Evan Carter, but there was no cousin following him.

Evan Carter grabbed him: “He didn’t come. He asked me to handle this for him.” Adam Brooks looked at him, feeling a bit suspicious inside.

“That’s fine too, but Young Carter, about the price…” Adam Brooks rubbed his fingers together, glancing at Evan Carter as if casually. The latter patted his chest: “Don’t worry, I have the final say.” Adam Brooks smiled: “That’s good. Back when I sold you that set of equipment, it was two mid-grade immortal jades, plus the extra batteries later, a total of three mid-grade immortal jades. Young Carter, we’re old acquaintances, and we do business with integrity, so let’s skip the haggling. The market isn’t what it used to be—everything from the lower realm is getting more expensive. I’ll tell you upfront, you can’t get so much for that price anymore.”

Evan Carter is a homebody and never haggles anyway—even if Adam Brooks didn’t say this, he wouldn’t bargain. Now, after hearing this, he could only nod meekly: “Alright, just tell me how much you want.” “Five mid-grade immortal jades, and I’ll throw in ten premium discs. How about it?”

“So many!?” Evan Carter was shocked. Adam Brooks said, “Not at all, prices are skyrocketing. Haven’t you heard? Ordinary families in the human world can’t even afford pork anymore.” How could Evan Carter know anything about the human world? He looked at Adam Brooks half-believing, half-doubting. Adam Brooks said, “If you can’t make the decision, then…” Evan Carter, provoked, suddenly felt a surge of pride and glared: “Fine, five it is. But you have to hurry—lately that guy keeps hogging my computer, and I can’t even watch properly.”

After sending off Evan Carter, Adam Brooks was a bit curious about this cousin of his. But, well, scions of noble families are always a bit thin-skinned, unlike himself, who had already reached the supreme realm of shamelessness—like a dead pig unafraid of boiling water.

Five mid-grade immortal jades was no small deal, so Ryan Brooks personally went down to the lower realm. He bought the equipment Evan Carter wanted at the electronics market, and also purchased a big pile of discs. Homebody Carter would never know that things like kickbacks even existed in this world, but since he introduced a good deal to Adam Brooks, he deserved a little bonus. That way, next time he brings business to Adam Brooks, he’ll be even more enthusiastic and look forward to it more.

Since he was already down there, he decided to go back and take a look. Unexpectedly, as soon as he arrived at the neighborhood where his base was, he felt the surrounding gazes were a bit off. The aunt who collected the utilities fees eyed him warily. As Adam Brooks passed by her, she immediately pulled a string from around her neck, at the end of which was an old cell phone, and quickly pressed three numbers.

“Hello, 110? I want to report—the owner of the place where the incident happened is back…”

Even though the aunt tried to keep her voice down, Adam Brooks’s immortal ears caught every word. Something happened? Adam Brooks was stunned, looked around, and felt a twinge of caution.

There was an official seal on the door, stamped with a big red mark from a certain police station. Adam Brooks’s heart sank. He broke in, only to see a mess everywhere, traces of fire, and bloodstains in a corner and under the table. Adam Brooks thought to himself that this was bad. Just then, the sound of police sirens came from afar. Adam Brooks flickered and disappeared from the room.

Rows of low, densely packed apartment buildings crowded together like rice seedlings. The sunlight was blocked by the united front of the buildings, and the narrow corridors were dark and damp. Adam Brooks stood in the shadows—so long as he concealed himself a little, no one would notice him.

He waited there all afternoon, looking for someone who could tell him what had happened.

It wasn’t until midnight that a familiar figure finally appeared at the end of the street. Cautiously, looking left and right, he even stepped into the filthy, muddy water without noticing. He came to the entrance of a building, carefully pushed the door open a crack, trying not to make a sound. Adam Brooks stepped out from the shadows and called out: “Benjamin Brooks.”