I got up from the stone bench and brought the information from the few more stalls. I would be an idiot, if I brought the information from one person.
The other information was not as detailed as the first, and there was some difference between them, but that difference was between his perspective.
I finished studying the information and looked at the small market. Seeing the things, they were selling a smile couldn't help, but appear on my face.
If the information is right, then 80% of the things they are selling are quackery. They will not help the person in dealing with those dangers, some will enhance it.
Of the rest, 20%, most would only help a little, while only a small number of things, they are selling, will help in reality.
I move my gaze toward the iron gate and walk toward it. I didn't tell others, they are selling quackery; there are quite powerful people there who could kill me, including the Sky Sovereigns, who wouldn't take even a second.
