Chapter 3: Expensive Ancient Books
At this moment, he wasn't in his original form.
Instead, he was covered with a flowing light in seven colors.
Not only his appearance, but even his physique was impossible to discern.
Looking around, most of the people walking up and down the street looked like this.
This kind of "anonymous" effect is a built-in function of this terminal.
After all, this is the "black market."
Although Shen Yi intended to explore the surrounding shops, the most important thing now was to determine the value of the "antique."
He tried to blend into every "seven-colored silhouette" around, even matching his pace with theirs, and thus leisurely arrived at a corner of the street, where there was a shop that appeared different from the rest of the buildings in his eyes.
The reason was simple.
The shop's decor, from a modern perspective, had no problem at all.
The outer walls were built with cyan stone bricks, a brown wooden plaque hung over the door, bells were hung inside the door, and a clear sound would ring when you pushed the door open. Whether it was the row after row of wooden shelves against the walls or the counter blocking the side for customers, everything seemed very natural, not different from a modern antique shop.