Twisted Dreams-Chapter 182 - 154: Desire Merchant

ps: Don’t worry, it’s a unique method for me alone.

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Li Yang looked at the Black Dog and asked:

"Did you see its future? What is it??"

Suzu pondered for a moment:

"There are many iron chains on its body, it’s imprisoned."

Li Yang was slightly surprised.

Could there really be some upheaval in the future?

Suzu continued:

"Li Yang, the person dealing with you is very strong.

I can’t see who wins or loses between you two in a fight."

Suzu looked at Li Yang nervously:

"I have a premonition, something big will happen in the future, you need to prepare early!"

Li Yang responded with a light ’oh’ and walked upstairs.

Suzu, seeing Li Yang’s calmness, called out from behind:

"Li Yang! Don’t you believe in my divination!

It’s very draining on Spiritual Power, I’m not joking with you!"

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Upstairs, in the bedroom.

Li Yang held a cigarette in his mouth, lying on the bed, his mind leisurely turning.

It’s not that he doesn’t believe in Suzu’s divination, he doesn’t understand the Black Witch’s methods, but it’s her forte.

What kind of person could battle him and end in a draw?

There was no worry in Li Yang’s eyes, nor was there tension, instead, there was a trace of... excitement!

"Interesting."

Li Yang got up, extinguished the cigarette, walked to the table, and took out a notebook he hadn’t used in a long time.

The writing on it was messy, all over the place.

It was the blueprint for the Demon Club.

The giant structure on this scribbled note was forming in the real world.

If there really is some difficulty in the future, worry and tension are the most useless emotions, growth is the only way to break the stalemate.

He really liked a quote by Marx.

The important thing is not to understand the world but to change the world.

In this world, if there were no opponents, it would indeed be too boring.

Li Yang, with a cigarette in his mouth, wrote down a few words on the paper.

[Desire Merchant]

Desire Merchant was a concept Li Yang had been developing, used for creating desires and trading desires in the Desire Exchange.

Currently, the only Desire Merchant is himself.

He had been conducting experiments in the Desire Trade Bar, and it seems that the results were quite good.

He has successfully cultivated the desire aura of several people into Desire Power that can be used to create Desire Potion.

The next step is to retrieve desires as agreed in the contract.

The experiment results are good, proving the feasibility of the Desire Exchange, the next step is to recruit Desire Merchants for it.

He had his eye on someone, who might become the first Desire Merchant.

Li Yang wrote a name next to Desire Merchant—Qian Lele.

This girl has some interesting characteristics.

The first characteristic is that she has desires, but can control her desires.

In the Desire Trade Bar, a place filled with human brilliance and ugliness, indulgence and restraint of desires, controlling desires is very important.

The second characteristic, Qian Lele unexpectedly has the legendary Yin Yang Eye.

Though Qian Lele could only see ghosts with consciousness.

A little ability, Li Yang didn’t know if it belonged to some mystical biological structure, or... Extraordinary Power.

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The next day, South Sea, West District, a certain neighborhood.

Qian Lele sat dazed by the flower bed of the neighborhood.

The phone rang, Qian Lele took out her phone, it was a message from Ye Fan.

Previously, the two had added each other on WeChat.

Ye Fan:

"Did you arrive safely in South Sea? I wanted to send you a message last night, but I was afraid you were asleep."

Qian Lele showed a bitter smile:

"Encountered the Red Skirt." 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

Ye Fan’s message quickly followed:

"Are you okay?"

Even a few words could convey Ye Fan’s concern.

Qian Lele replied:

"Someone helped me drive away the Red Skirt, she won’t trouble me anymore."

After a while, Ye Fan sent another message:

"Who was it? A Cultivator from South Sea?"

Qian Lele sighed:

"It’s a secret, just like the matter of Changbai Mountain is a secret."

The phone screen went black, Qian Lele pressed it twice, it was out of power.

Qian Lele put the phone back in her pocket, staring blankly at the budding willow trees in front of her.

After a long time, Qian Lele stood up energetically, cheering herself up:

"I am a journalist after all, if I can document the urban legends of this city, I will surely rise!

During the day, I am a small journalist in the public eye, at night, I am a mysterious urban mythical being!

This is obviously very cool! What’s there to fear about a little danger?!

If it’s meant to be, it’ll be, if it’s trouble, you can’t avoid it!"

Qian Lele turned and went back to her building.

She needed to sleep.

She had promised that employer to work at night.

At night, Qian Lele woke up from her sleep.

This child has this good point, no matter how big the event, even if the sky falls, she could still eat and sleep well.

She washed up, went to the wardrobe to find a leather jacket to put on, already imagining her mysterious future image working at the Desire Trade Bar.

"Go Qian Lele!" Qian Lele cheered herself on in front of the mirror, then went out to drive her small car to the Desire Trade Bar.

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The mysterious boss still wore a black suit, a white smiling mask, sitting at the bar reading a book.

He didn’t care about how the business was at all.

Qian Lele thought this was reasonable.

A person with such mysterious powers, shouldn’t be interested in mundane matters.

Qian Lele suddenly felt a longing for future life in the Extraordinary World.

Excitedly, she walked to the bar, wanting to ask about today’s work tasks.

Qian Lele had demonized this bar.

Li Yang knew Qian Lele was here, without looking up, he turned a page and said:

"Clean up the bar."

Qian Lele was taken aback.

Wasn’t she supposed to be the urban legend at night?

How come it’s just cleaning?

"Oh. Okay."

Qian Lele didn’t dare hesitate either, taking up the broom and sweeping near the bar.

Time ticked by until it was midnight.

Qian Lele had cleaned the bar several times, also helped deliver drinks to some customers, wandering with the broom by the bar.

Li Yang looked up, gazing at the door, muttering:

"There might not be many customers tonight."

Qian Lele blinked, looking at the dance floor and those guests on the sofa.

Aren’t there quite a few people?

What did he mean by ’not many customers’?

Was he referring to those ’special’ guests?

Like the Red Skirt?

Li Yang closed the book, stood up, and said:

"Let’s go, tonight come with me to collect debts."

Qian Lele was taken aback.

Debt collection?

Is there anyone who dares owe money to this bar?

Are they tired of living?

And you, such a mysterious personage, still need to personally go and collect debts like an underground worker?

Qian Lele thought to herself:

"Seems that people in the Extraordinary World can’t escape mundanity either!"

While she was thinking, Li Yang was already at the door, putting on a trench coat.

In the empty bar, a book and a white smiling mask were left on the table.

Qian Lele hurried to catch up.

She glanced at Li Yang secretly.

Qian Lele was slightly astonished.

Is this what Li Yang looks like under the mask?

The hair was meticulously trimmed, the short hair didn’t cover the eyebrows at all.

The skin was fair, and the bone structure was beautiful.

However, those eyes, veiled as if through mist or smoke, were very light, with a bit of nonchalance, a wildness that was hard to describe.

Using a journalist’s pen to describe:

Not partaking in the mortal world, yet dwelling in the mundane.

Not a reclusive sage in the city, but an aberration playing in the human world.

Li Yang stepped toward a classic Nissan Sylphy parked at the entrance.

This type of car is generally used as a ride-share vehicle, economical on fuel.

Qian Lele found it hard to believe that Li Yang drove such an ordinary car.

This car wasn’t Li Yang’s, it belonged to Zhu Dajun’s company.

Zhu Dajun’s people would wander nearby to prevent anyone from disturbing the business of the Desire Trade Bar.

"Get in the car."

Li Yang in the driver’s seat said calmly.

"Oh, oh."

Qian Lele quickly responded, got into the car, and glanced back at the Desire Trade Bar.

A new bartender sat at the bar, replacing Li Yang’s spot.