Pray and become a magical girl

Chapter 103: 102 - Admission

The fact that Cheng Haoran is so interested must be a happy thing for the masked man, as he must be unable to suppress the corners of his mouth under the mask.

"An auction for heroes."

Cheng Haoran frowned slightly. This was how ordinary people reacted to an unattainable hero. "What do you mean, are you engaging in human trafficking?"

Well, he seemed to have a strange way of thinking. In his understanding, heroes were the only ones.

The corners of the masked man's mouth rose and fell, probably because he was doing sit-ups.

"...Of course not, sir. We are not yet powerful enough to capture living heroes, let alone enslave them. What we bid on at the auction are the relics of heroes."

Cheng Haoran's brows never relaxed. He said, "Selling someone else's belongings is against the law."
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Damn! Are you so righteous? Why are you so interested?
"No sir, we are helping the Hero Association."

The masked man forced out a reason, and this reason seemed to convince Cheng Haoran, and the seriousness on his face that was full of bad luck disappeared.

"Why would the Hero Association, which is so powerful, need your help?"
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If you don't praise one and step on the other, you will die!
The masked man roared in his heart. If he hadn't finally found a sucker, he would have turned around and left immediately.

"Sir, this is a hero's relic. It has all the power of the original hero. When a person obtains this relic, he will become a new hero. So this is providing combat power to the Hero Association."

Cheng Haoran thought about it, then nodded, avoiding the question of where the relics of these heroes came from.

Seeing that Cheng Haoran was slightly persuaded, the masked man regained his motivation and continued to paint a big picture, "This is a rare opportunity, sir. The items in this auction are our last stock. Don't you want to be a one-in-a-million hero?"
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Haha~ Then why don’t you become this one-and-only hero? When the association sees you taking a weapon to participate in the test, they think you’re holding back a bunch of shit, but it turns out you’re just shitting a bunch of shit.

Mr. Programmer sneered in his heart, but on the surface he looked like he had finally made a decision after hesitating.

"Okay, when and where will your auction be held?"

The masked man was overjoyed, but didn't show it much in his tone, "The day after tomorrow night, sir. The location is here."

The masked man turned over the business card, and it said No. 138 Chunxin Road, which didn't seem to be a secret place.

Cheng Haoran took a look and was about to close the door, but was stopped by a masked man who said, "Please note, sir, entering the auction requires the confiscation of mobile phones and other communication devices, just like entering a hotel, but the only difference is--"

As he spoke, he nodded to his mask and continued, "Please prepare your mask. This is the real way to protect customer privacy."

The masked man's eyes, revealed through two small holes, were flickering with a faint light, just as mysterious as the invitation.

After closing the door, Zhou Changqing asked, "Did you know they would come after us?"

Cheng Haoran shrugged and said, "How is that possible? Do you think I have the intelligence to guess the black-robed man's complete plan last time?

“But it’s not entirely luck. The black market is about selling things that can’t be sold through normal trading channels and making money.

"With the value of a holy relic, how could it be just put on display like other commodities for people to browse? So it is very likely that it will be auctioned to gain greater profits."

Zhou Changqing nodded, thinking that their mission was just an investigation and did not require any further involvement. "So our mission is over? Alas~ It's meaningless."

Well~ Being a man is all about three words – fighting and having fun!
"Not yet." Cheng Haoran shook his head and said, "They can only get it through one way, which is to pick up corpses in the past battlefield in time, so there is no shortage of people with special abilities getting involved.

"Besides, it's not considered a complete investigation yet. He was just a messenger. The real mastermind has not been found yet. We can't alert the enemy now."

Zhou Changqing nodded in understanding, "I see. We will continue to infiltrate. By the way, have you updated your equipment?"

Cheng Haoran frowned, "No. Why do you keep thinking about these things? Wouldn't it be better to not get involved?"

"We are going to go deeper. What if we have to fight? You have to update your equipment. You have to keep up with the times. When you have time, go to your Hero Association and apply to update your equipment."

Cheng Haoran didn't understand his true meaning, so he waved his hand and said casually, "Don't worry, Xinggong has the ability to teleport, the enemy can't hurt us, and even if we really encounter a battle, the portable armor can still hold us up."

Zhou Changqing couldn't persuade Cheng Haoran, so he sighed helplessly and said, "Well, will I, who is not in the system of your Hero Association, receive work injury compensation?"

"..."

In this hotel where an auction had just been held, Cheng Haoran and his companions were not the only ones who received the mysterious invitation.

However, not everyone received it. The masked people only chose people at higher levels.

The middle-aged man called Master Wu glanced at the business card in his hand with his eagle-like eyes, with a mixture of relief and ferocity in his eyes.

He was glad that he did not spend 50 million to buy a standard weapon that was not even rated. He would spend most of his wealth to buy all the goods in the next auction.

The image of the young man who couldn't be more ordinary flashed through his mind, and the man's facial muscles couldn't help but tense up.
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Just wait, I will let you know the price of offending me!

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Time soon came to the agreed time for the black market auction. Before putting on the mask, Zhou Changqing asked with a strange expression, "Are we going to wear it like this?"

Cheng Haoran had already put on a mask, but he was still wearing his short-sleeved shirt. He shrugged nonchalantly and said, "He didn't say we had to wear formal clothes, and do you think we look good in suits? Not looking good is also special. We are just infiltrating, why do we have to make a big fuss?"

That was indeed the case. The police officer had no reason to refute and he just put on the mask helplessly.

However, after arriving at the location, Zhou Changqing was dumbfounded, because except for them, everyone else was wearing formal clothes, and they immediately became the focus.

Zhou Changqing looked at his childhood friend beside him, while Cheng Haoran looked at the ground.

Zhou Changqing: Is this what you meant by not making a big fuss?

Cheng Haoran: Damn! Isn't it said that good people are lazy creatures?

(End of this chapter)