Chapter 2457

2457 - Funerary Coins

"Jinn? You mean Ghosts?"

Caesar threw out the question with little interest. He had seen those things often on ancient battlefields, and now he saw them hundreds of times a day, drifting from house to house and street to street. In his eyes, they had become like mosquitoes!

With rapid steps, he finally arrived at the market.

If one of the Burton Family's veteran traders had reached this market, they would have wet themselves from terror…

It was a wide street with things sitting on both sides of the road, each one placing in front of themselves a tattered cloak made of human skin, spreading over it a few items for sale… items that made that wide street—a street formed by destroying several adjacent streets—seem extremely narrow.

Far away, at the end of that street, one could see an Undead shepherd sitting with his back against a wall, treating the market as part of his herd and protecting it from the interference of low-level Undead in exchange for a share of the sales profits every few centuries…

As for those

selling in the market, they were all available classifications of the Undead.

Currently, in front of him, there was a skeleton that still retained parts of the skin from its scalp, and from its posture and the dust accumulated on it, it was impossible for one to guess how long it had been in the same position. In front of it, a number of bones were scattered on the sheet… The scene looked natural and laughable, until one examined those bones carefully.

A piece of a Solar Dragon Tail Bone, the bones of a person with Law Dominator Power, Emperor Earth Lion Bones… Each one of those bones could be used as an extremely high-grade Stabilizer in physical training, and each one of them could be sold for tens of millions of Pearls in any outside market.

But here… the currency was unified and rare.

Beside him sat the passerby, a person who had not yet completed his transformation into undead, and behind him he was tying up a spaceship slightly larger than the one Caesar had arrived in, newer, and clearly faster!

“…..” Caesar paused for a moment in front of the passerby, then pointed behind him, “How much are you selling it for?”

“Hmm…” The passerby raised his head toward Caesar, and was immediately astonished by his vital appearance, but when he sensed the aura of death enveloping him, he began to treat him seriously, “…Seven.”

“Seven funeral coins?!” Caesar raised his voice, “Are you trying to rob me, you bastard?!”

Inside the naturally colossal Necrofortress Galaxy, there was nothing of value except funerary coins.

Funerary coins is the name given to objects saturated with death force after being refined, which can be utilized directly and quickly. The more saturated the object, the greater its value.

Examples of such objects include the remains of an undead shepherd, a shard of a planetary weapon from the Path of Death, a petrified heart's blood drop of a deceased Nexus State being, the corpse of a deformed fetus, a virgin's shroud, a fistful of blood where every drop belongs to a different child… and so on~

Those objects and many others contain a certain aura, a death force flowing through them, an easily absorbable force measured and named in death units.

Those units are absorbed by patrons and generals of the Undead, then pumped back into bone coins that are easy to trade and evaluate. Each funerary coin carries one death unit that can be absorbed more easily than in its original state within the object… and of course, the undead general gets a percentage from the conversion process.

The Funerary Items were once abundant in the Necrofortress Galaxy, after Mortix seized it and transformed it into what it is now, but after all those years passed, most of these items were destroyed, and there were no longer any living beings to create more of them, and the Funerary Coins became rarer with the passage of time.

A single funerary coin, carrying a single Death Unit, could buy third-grade planetary equipment here.

Indeed, around Caesar there was a large amount of planetary equipment thrown everywhere like scrap. Here, after the transients come to transform into Undead, they bring with them whatever treasures they can in order to exchange them for funerary coins and accelerate the process. The faster and smoother the transformation, the more memories and intelligence the person retains, so he can become a herd shepherd or even a General instead of just a mindless skeleton or a wandering ghost.

Of course, this strategy rarely bears fruit, for no sane person would exchange a funerary coin unless he were buying a funerary item or the reverse, but sometimes it works; sometimes the passerby meets another foolish passerby who still craves the goods of the world and trades with him.

And today… the passerby was hoping that Caesar would be that fool.

"...My vehicle is the best I've seen in the Fortress of Death. There is no equal to it in the Outer Half. Perhaps you've noticed... If you want something better, you'd have to search among the Generals deep in the Inner Half... But I don't recommend that... Heh heh~"

"Tsk." Caesar turned back to look at the vehicle, inspecting its features.

From his experience as a military commander who had fought many space battles, he could already calculate its speed... It was five times faster than the junk he had arrived in.

"Fine, let it be seven." Caesar sighed.

"....!!!" The passerby raised his head in extreme astonishment—he had been prepared to negotiate down to only two Units. "You'll pay... now?"

Seven Units could undoubtedly make him a Herd shepherd, and even after the Market Boss takes his share, what remained would be enough!!

"Of course." Caesar replied with annoyance at being doubted, then began turning until his eyes fell on the nearby Skeleton. "Wait for me here."

He quickly took two steps toward the Skeleton, then swiftly yanked out one of its rib cage bones, and without the Skeleton showing any reaction...

Then he returned to the passerby and handed him the Cage Bone he was gripping tightly. "Here, seven Units."

"...?" The passerby's face turned into something terrifying, and he grabbed a weapon in front of him that was being displayed for sale, "Did you come... to mock me?!" Then he extended his other hand toward the bone in Caesar's hand to take it and throw it far away before striking, but

.

"....?" The passerby was frozen in place, "I... I....."

The moment he touched the Cage Bone, he felt a terrifying death force... It wasn't terrifying because of its quantity, for it was exactly estimated at seven units, but what was terrifying about it was its fluidity and the ease with which it could be sensed... He had never experienced anything like this before!!

The passerby ignored Caesar and stared greedily at the adjacent Great Skeleton!!

"I think this is mine now..." Caesar chuckled when he noticed the change in the passerby, then

pulled the Spaceship that can accommodate four individuals into his ring with its vast space... and moved toward the next one.