Great, I'm surrounded by villains.

Chapter 216 Dedicated to the God of Life
After leaving the banquet hall, the old woman explained the auction process in detail to the three people. They first needed to go to the staff of the exchange to go through the formalities. If the goods or services they provided were deemed valuable by the Chamber of Commerce, they would be included in the list of goods of the exchange auction house.

The auction is located on the sixth underground floor of the exchange. Only VIP users certified by the Chamber of Commerce are eligible to attend. Rare goods often appear at the auction.

This is also the only way for non-VIP users to enter the sixth underground floor - as a seller or as a cargo.

The superpowers that Xing possesses are one of the most sought-after commodities in the exchange, and as long as the abilities are not too weak, they can often be sold at a high price.

Scarcity makes things valuable. For those VIP customers who have achieved "chip freedom", they prefer to use chips to buy things that cannot be exchanged for power and wealth in the real world.

However, there are many unscrupulous businessmen like the young man in the banquet hall. They specialize in cheating people like Xing who don't understand the situation. They use coercion and inducement to buy at low prices and then sell at sky-high prices.

The old woman claimed that she was the victim.

Her granddaughter's dream since childhood was to become a musician, but her talent was mediocre. Even with extraordinary efforts, it was difficult to achieve success. A few days ago, she used 20 years of chips to buy the talent of a musician from a young man. However, what she didn't expect was that while her granddaughter inherited the musical talent, she also fell into a state of extreme depression.

The old woman later learned that the musician's talent came from a patient with severe depression, who ended his life not long after selling his talent.

However, the young man said that this was normal, and that an artist's inspiration comes from pain, and only by experiencing extreme pain can one create a masterpiece that will last forever.

Once the goods are sold, they cannot be returned or exchanged.

The state of depression and pain will accompany her granddaughter throughout her life, so when she saw the young man cheating again, she was so angry that she stood up immediately.

The old woman also enthusiastically took the three of them to the registration office of the auction.

“I really met a kind person.”

Zheng Liu looked at the other person's back and sighed.

In this cold-hearted exchange, the old woman's generous help made him feel the long-lost warmth.

Duan Mingyuan said nothing and did not break Zheng Liu's yearning for truth, goodness and beauty.

When the old woman turned around, he noticed that the numbers on her brooch had changed, from a three-day countdown to seven days, and after bringing the two people in, she made a lot of eye contact with the registrar.

This is a pimp.

It seemed that as long as she brought rare goods to the registrar, she would receive corresponding rewards.

However, the pimp gave them a lot of information, which also gave Duan Mingyuan a new understanding of the exchange. He thought it was just an ordinary power-for-money transaction market, but he didn't expect that the business scope of Shanqi Chamber of Commerce was so wide that even such illusory commodities as superpowers, talents, and inspirations could be sold.

Here, the more illusory something is, the higher its value tends to be.

“There’s also a talent showcase at the auction.”

After reading the auction instructions, Xing extracted the important parts.

The steps to sell superpowers are simple. When it is her turn to go on stage, she has to demonstrate her abilities to all the customers participating in the auction in the center of the stage. The more people she can impress, the higher the final auction price will often be.

“It’s time to make a decision.”

Xing said, "There are only 30 minutes left before the registration for the list ends. If you miss the registration, you have to wait until three days later."

With less than seven hours left, they obviously couldn't wait until three days later.

"According to the auction process, I can take you to the sixth underground floor, but when that happens, I will hand it over to you."

The auction instructions also mention many details of the capacity auction.

When the ability is successfully sold and separated from the original owner's body, the original owner will experience symptoms such as headaches and weakness in the limbs. In severe cases, the original owner may fall into a coma, but this is all normal. As long as they rest, they will return to normal and there will be no serious sequelae.

After that, she just had to learn to live like a normal person.

But in order to find out the cause of his master's death and to uncover the secrets of the underground exchange in Siyang City, Xing thought it was worth it.

“If anything unexpected happens while I’m unconscious, you don’t have to worry about me. Just make sure to get this matter out of here.”

"apricot!"

Zheng Liu blurted out that although they had only known each other for less than a day, they had already become comrades whose lives were bound together. How could he abandon his comrades and run away alone?

"Don't act on impulse."

Xing smiled, and the air was suddenly filled with the scent of knives. "Master said that every hunter will have such a day. This way, I can retire early."

"Forget that thought."

Duan Mingyuan couldn't bear to watch it any longer, so he had to interrupt the two of them, "This may be an old tradition of the association, but in today's Royal Hunting Court, every hunter can work peacefully until retirement."

Only a stable, secure industry with various pension benefits can attract more outstanding talents to join. Ever since he entered the underground exchange, he felt subtly unhappy, and just now, Duan Mingyuan finally realized the source of the depression.

Everything was caused by Zheng Liu and the countdown on the Xing brooch.

Not only them, but everyone here is like this.

They came here to change their fate and class, but from the moment they put on the brooch, they became slaves to their fate.

Regardless of whether they rely on luck or brains, they must act according to the rules of underground transactions. In order to obtain more bargaining chips, they are even willing to turn themselves into goods for sale.

Xing escaped the test of "luck" and "wisdom", but at this moment, because of her sense of justice, she was willing to turn herself into an item at the auction.

However, it was also because of this that Duan Mingyuan understood the operating mechanism of the underground exchange and the "dealers" who decided the chips and transactions behind the scenes.

“This registration form is no longer useful.”

"But……"

Duan Mingyuan put the registration form back and stood in front of the registrar before Xing finished speaking. "We are going to the sixth underground floor. Lead the way."

Faced with such a simple and crude request, the registrar was stunned at first, and then a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, as if he finally recognized the identities of Duan Mingyuan and others. He bowed repeatedly and said respectfully, "I will prepare rooms for you right away."

Just now……

What happened?
Before the two of them could say anything, something even more shocking happened.

The countdown on the brooch began to go back.

One second, one minute, one hour, one day...

All the numbers were jumping rapidly, so fast that it was dizzying. The naked eye could not keep up with the speed of the numbers.

The two people's hearts were beating violently with the rapidly changing speed.

Maybe a minute, or less.

The registrar in front of me took only two steps before the beating of the brooch finally stopped.

In the end, even the numbers no longer existed. Only the single symbol remained on the brooch that bloomed like a lotus, and it seemed that nothing would change anymore.

——『∞』.

Small Theater No. 9:

Sunday, noon

On this day, Jiu Yue encountered the biggest crisis in his life.

She stood on the back hill, and a huge adult fried white-feathered chicken stood in front of her. Its nine heads were all smiling at her, and the chirping sounds were like children acting coquettishly to their elders.

Its feathers are white and shiny, and it is obvious that it has been well taken care of.

This day has finally arrived.

The white-feathered chickens finally grew to a state with the most delicious meat. In order to be able to taste the delicious meat of the super white-feathered chickens frequently, Jiu Yue asked Jin Li for a few chicks and raised them by herself.

She planted the seeds, and now should have been the harvest day, but when Jiu Yue faced the white-feathered chickens, she felt for the first time that she couldn't bring herself to do it.

Not only could he not bring himself to eat them, but he couldn't even eat other white-feathered chickens anymore.

As soon as she closed her eyes, the scene of the white-feathered chicken affectionately and coquettishly towards her would appear before her eyes.

"Mr. Mingyuan!"

Jiu Yue gritted her teeth and handed the peach wood sword to Duan Mingyuan, tearfully asking for help, "I can't do it, so you should do it. You have to do it quickly and make sure it doesn't feel any pain!"

Duan Mingyuan had no intention of attacking. He put away the peach wood sword, stopped Jiuyue who had buried her head in his arms and dared not look at him, and comforted her, "Don't force yourself. They are not the only birds in this vast universe."

"Then there will be no chicken to eat today."

September cried even more sadly.

"I'll buy you some fried chicken legs."

"New Orleans style."

At the same time, Jiu Yue made a decision in her heart - never raise chickens again!
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(End of this chapter)