"Why... is there suddenly an auction?"
Bai Jingxing pondered for a moment, and Liao Binglu beside him took over: "Let me explain to you."
Her voice was quiet and soft, with a kind of soothing power contained in it: "At the player transfer station in the third world, the Holy Nun came to all the players and announced two new modes to us. Of course, you also know, This is Muspelheim’s masterpiece.”
He Qin leaned on the sofa, his lowered eyebrows expressionless, and nodded slightly.
"Then, following the new regulations released the next day, the roads connecting the world's transfer stations were connected."
Wen Zheliu was randomly turning a big red apple in his hand. Hearing this, he couldn't help but paused: "Are they connected... to the transfer stations in the world?"
"Yes, one-way." Liao Binglu's slender fingers traced a line on the round table in the conference room, which was as smooth as milk. "Now the players with the fastest speed to clear the level are also the top clubs and societies, all gathered in the fourth world. The transfer station means that we not only have the authority to go down to the first, second, and third worlds, but we can even choose to enter the game again, but players in the lower world do not have the right to ascend to the upper world."
Xie Yuanyuan was extremely confused: "So? What's the use of this?"
He Qin propped up his chin and said absently: "Resources."
Liao Binglu nodded approvingly: "Yes, it's resources."
"Whether it is the Uncanny Valley or its original parent city, Nova City, there is an unbreakable rule. All props below A level are not allowed to be circulated in different games. However, once the road to the world is opened..."
"—The shopping mall props in the upper world can be brought down below..." Xie Yuanyuan suddenly came to his senses and murmured.
Wen Zheliu thought further: "More than that. If high-level players can go to the world that has already been cleared and pass it again, then the props and raw materials they collected in the game world can be brought to the transfer station in the next world... Even if they get The chance of A-level props being sold is almost zero, but the money you can get from selling them can actually be taken away."
He said the previous sentence, and He Qin followed it with tacit understanding: "So, this is why the auction can be held."
Bai Jingxing nodded: "Yes, it saves trouble to talk to smart people."
He turned his eyes and saw Du Zijun who was leaning against the window and had not spoken. He couldn't help but smile and said, "Miss Du, don't you have anything to say?"
Du Zijun stared at him with good eyes: "After talking for a long time, can we get down to business now? What is the content of the video you saw?"
Bai Jingxing raised his hand and snapped his fingers: "Hmm... That's true. As soon as I started talking, I forgot the main content. It's appropriate for the video to be shown to the real owner. You guys can watch it."
A straight and exquisite light flashed out from the void in front of the four people, and then stretched and stretched, forming a translucent screen. After a brief black screen, noisy fighting sounds suddenly appeared.
The screen flashed on, and the camera equipment seemed to be buried among the ruins on the ground. Only half of the lens could see the blazing fire and the shocking sight of ghosts killing monsters. The other half of the lens was full of virtual shadows enlarged by gravel and bricks. , it makes people want to reach out and wipe the screen.
"Yoshihara." Wen Zheliu couldn't help but say, "It turns out this is here..."
Then, two figures jumped up from the tall building, and the sharply focused camera zoomed in more than a hundred times in an instant, revealing He Qin's side face with eyes as sharp as a knife. A rain of arrows shot out from the sky. Amidst the reflection of flames and blood, a clear silver light spun and fell from the two of them. Then the long tongue suddenly rolled around and pulled the two of them down!
—The shadows of the eyeless monster and the snow-white girl are wandering around in the middle of the night with endless killing intent.
Just five seconds passed, and the screen returned to rustling pure black.
Looking at the silent crowd, Bai Jingxing spread his hands: "How about it, is this hammer strong enough?"
Xie Yuanyuan grabbed his forehead in pain: "Ah... I can't stand it anymore, it must be the people from Muspelheim!"
"Muspelheim?" Bai Jingxing was a little surprised, "You are still fighting with people from Muspelheim?"
Wen Zheliu: "It's not a fight, it's just... forget it, since you asked, we have nothing to hide. Anyway, sooner or later it will be exposed. I admit, I can summon Jenny."
Du Zijun, the driver of another world-class boss, just watched with cold eyes and said nothing.
Bai Jingxing was shocked: "Then you..."
"Yes, that's how I passed Happy Dawson's level."
"So you..."
"We can't say that we are number one because of Jenny. Anyway, we still have to have some real ability of our own."
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"they are… "
"The feud with Muspelheim has been settled. I won't show mercy when I see them in the future."
Bai Jingxing: "..."
Hearing that Zheliu was enjoying the pain, he smiled and imitated Bai Jingxing and spread his hands: "Is there anything else you want to ask?"
"Okay, you are awesome," Bai Jingxing raised his hands, "I won't ask anymore, you are awesome, okay?"
He Qin said: "So, this video means that every club now has a copy?"
Liao Binglu took over the conversation with a smile: "We are not very clear about this. Fortunately, the leader has a slight relationship with you, so he can come in time to verify it."
Xie Yuanyuan quickly excused himself, saying that he was being polite.
Bai Jingxing calmed down and said, "Forget it, the main question now is, what are you going to do? Only a few people may know about it now, but the auction will be broadcast live throughout the city on the day, and several worlds are in circulation. It won't take a day. Your names and detailed information will be known to all players, so you can be the first to win. This is no joke."
He Qin had a lot of time to do: "It's a pity that if the time can be moved forward to include the proposal between me and Ning Ning, maybe I can consider buying out all the videos..."
Wen Zheliu: "... Hello!"
"... Then the whole city will distribute it for free, so that everyone can come and feel happy." He Qin raised his dark and sharp eyebrows jokingly, "Why are you so anxious? Your brother has plenty of money."
Bai Jingxing: "... Hello."
He Qin leaned back and made a very relaxed movement: "However, even if you don't tell these jokes, what's the use of being anxious? If he wants to mess with you, he will still find ways to do it. You can prevent the thief from worrying about it. Thoughts?"
Bai Jingxing still refused to give up: "Even so..."
"Don't worry." Du Zijun raised his eyelids, "Soldiers will stop us, water will cover us, and dirty tricks will not kill us, nor will you kill your alliance."
Bai Jingxing was stunned for a moment and suddenly smiled.
Liao Binglu couldn't help but smile: "The leader is indeed right. It's really much easier to deal with smart people."
Lin Miao, who had been silent until now, whispered: "The invitation to the auction will be sent out shortly. That's it for now. I won't bother you any more."
"Okay, see you later." He Qin put the optical computer on the table, got up and went to the living room of the suite, planning to find something.
Seeing Bai Jingxing nodding to indicate that he was going to close the screen with his palm, hearing Zheliu's heart suddenly moved, he opened his mouth and said, "Wait a minute, Brother Bai."
Du Zijun and Xie Yuanyuan both turned to look at him.
"?" Bai Jingxing raised his eyes and asked, "What's wrong?"
Wen Zheliu considered the words for a moment and asked Liao Binglu: "I just heard Miss Liao's words, and it seemed that she had an in-depth understanding of the prop system of Nova City..."
Liao Binglu modestly said: "That's not true."
Wen Zheliu rolled his eyes slightly, glanced at He Qin's back in the living room, and lowered his voice slightly: "I have a question that I have been wanting to ask a professional for a long time. That's... Props generally have levels, right? No. What do you think will happen to the level of props?"
Liao Binglu thought for a while.
"Generally speaking, there are two types of prop display levels." She seemed to have seen Wen Zheliu's little movements, and understood that this question seemed to be a secret that was not convenient for other people to hear, so she couldn't help but speak more briskly. Some, "One is the normally displayed level, and the other is the unactivated or unknown level. Without considering the former, inactive means that the player has not really experienced the effect of the item yet; and the unknown..."
Her lips, coated with crystal lip gloss, moved slightly, as if she was carefully choosing her next words.
"As for the unknown prop levels, one type is system plot props, and the other type is exclusive to players."
Wen Zheliu repeated in confusion: "Made by players... exclusive?"
Liao Binglu said softly: "In other words - props created specifically for a certain person will not have levels."
Wen Zheliu was stunned.
He Qin's footsteps came from far and near the door. Xie Yuanyuan and Du Zijun looked at him in confusion. He stuttered several times before he remembered to say goodbye to the people of Baiye Fengdu.
"Thank... thank you," he nodded, "I understand, thank you."
Liao Binglu replied politely but confusedly: "You're welcome. Goodbye."
The optical brain is turned off.
He Qin came in with a knife and instantly felt a different atmosphere. He asked: "What's wrong?"
Du Zijun opened his mouth, and finally decided not to get into their troubled waters: "...it's nothing."
Xie Yuanyuan looked around, completely confused, and finally decided to follow his sister and said calmly: "... Uh, it's nothing."
Wen Zheliu raised his head, partly to calm down his mood and partly to change the subject, and asked He Qin casually: "You... what are you doing with the knife?"
"Peel an apple." He Qin sat down and stretched out his hand to squeeze the red apple that Liu had just heard and was spinning it in his hand. "I've been watching you spin it for a long time... Why, you don't want to eat it?"
Wen Zheliu: "No, I won't eat it. I just play with it..."
He Qin: "... I've peeled all these, but you have to give them to me if you don't want to eat them!"
Wen Zheliu sighed.
"Okay." He lowered his head and touched the tip of his nose covertly, "Okay, I'll eat whatever brother gives me."
He Qin's brows jumped and he turned to look at Wen Zheliu. A certain doubtful emotion in his eyes was about to turn into words and burst out of his mouth. At this moment, Du Zijun lightly hooked Xie Yuanyuan's butt with his foot. Above: "Whatever you want to ask, ask it now."
Xie Yuanyuan was suddenly cueed and turned around hurriedly: "Ah, ah? Oh... Oh, yes, I have a question to ask!"
You're smart, Du Zijun pinched his nails calmly.
Xie Yuanyuan sat up from the wool carpet and asked strangely: "What did sister mean by what she just said? Why did Miss Liao say that it is convenient to deal with smart people... I don't understand!"
Wen Zheliu said: "They probably want to form an alliance with us."
Xie Yuanyuan was puzzled: "Is this so?"
"Yes." Wen Zheliu watched as the red and white apple peels were wound around He Qin's well-joined fingers, as evenly and perfectly as a spiral ribbon, "He came to remind us after he learned about this. , the invitation to the auction was also sent to us, obviously they wanted to form an alliance. In the end, they were afraid that we would suffer a loss at the hands of Muspelheim, and the loss would be the power of Baiye Fengdu's powerful alliance, so they repeatedly emphasized that we Find a way to ask us to be careful... Anyway, it's all adults' twisted hearts."
"It's so difficult to understand..." Xie Yuanyuan was dejected and slumped into a big character on the carpet. Not only was his body transparent, but his mind was as clean and simple as a piece of cellophane. "Forget it, let's rest for a day and then go to that damn auction the day after tomorrow. Let’s go up and take a look.”
"Yes." Wen Zheliu took the apple chunks handed over by He Qin. Although it was not the actual fruit pulp that he had eaten, he still felt the cool and sweet taste blooming on his tongue in an instant, "I have been running around for several days. , it’s time to take a rest.”
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