"Hey, hey, hey, hurry up! Are you selling or not? The Captain is about to set sail again, I don't have time to mess around with you. Just tell me how many Echoes you want."
Deep sat on the sofa of the Explorer Association, visibly frustrated as he spoke.
"I've told you, I don't sell, only trade. What good is money in this place? I only trade for relics that can enhance my abilities," said a man with a large beard sitting across from Deep, arms crossed and completely indifferent.
On the table in front of them lay a beast's skull covered with a layer of animal skin, its bones eerily red.
Deep furrowed his brows, thought for a moment, and then, gritting his teeth, pulled out a row of black needles from his chest and slammed them onto the table.
"These were found on the Earth's surface. They're incredibly sharp and can easily slice through anything. Besides causing triple the body pain, there are no significant side effects. Trading for your relic isn't a loss at all."
