Task 4
Shi Youchen placed Xiaowei into the space where Aisha's body was previously stored, then stood up and looked around at the crowd who were still cheering.
His reason for taking action early was simple.
No matter what the price Xiaowei paid for Lot No. 5, the "contract" could not be concluded as long as the auction was not over.
Because this auction contract can only be completed based on the "equivalent exchange" ability of the Filer family.
The entire Nigra Auction is nothing more than a kind of "garbage transfer station" that has gradually evolved from the "super evolution" group to deal with defective products from various experiments.
Places like this exist all over the world in Shi Youchen's memories of thousands of world lines.
...
The cheers finally died down, and the auctioneer only then noticed the warning from the terminal - a fugitive from the association had appeared in the venue.
He was obviously panicking because several minutes had passed since the warning was issued. Just as he was enthusiastically introducing the last lot, he also lost the best chance to catch the thief.
Although he felt a little frustrated and flustered, the power that permeated the venue helped him regain a bit of composure.
The auctioneer took a step back to the center of the cage and was about to start identifying and dealing with the "fugitives" in the venue when he suddenly felt very lucky.
Because while everyone was excited about the auction and sitting quietly in their seats waiting, one person's actions were clearly out of place.
Shi Youchen was not only not waiting at his seat, he was even walking down the stairs step by step.
So in the eyes of the auctioneer, the person who had previously dealt with the troublemaker and inherited lot number one was walking towards him.
"Sir, please return to your seat to participate in the auction."
Shi Youchen continued to move forward.
"Sir, please return to your seat immediately!"
Shi Youchen continued to move forward.
The auctioneer frowned, thinking, "It's better to kill someone by mistake than to let him go. Even if you've been wrongly accused, you only have yourself to blame!"
So he prepared to reach out and touch the formation engraved on the inner wall of the cage.
But his hand stopped halfway because Shi Youchen's sudden movement attracted his attention.
Shi Youchen reached out and took off the mask on his face.
"You..." When the auctioneer saw the face clearly, his first reaction was, "Illusion?"
The second reaction was to confirm his own judgment: "It must be an illusion, right? Otherwise, why didn't anyone else react?"
At this time, he wanted to reach the formation on the inner wall of the cage, but found that his fingers could not move forward at all.
He was like being cast under a spell. His mind was still thinking, but his body was no longer under his conscious control.
So he could only watch Shi Youchen getting closer and closer to him.
Shi Youchen had many ways to deal with the energy covering the venue, but he chose the most troublesome but most impactful one.
Every time he went down a step, the space behind him became still.
So what the auctioneer saw was the crowd in the seats stopping their movements layer by layer.
It's like a puppet show coming to an end.
The fear brought by the abnormal scene getting closer and closer to him made him constantly overwhelmed by the desire to escape.
Shi Youchen stood in front of him and looked at him across the cage.
"Do you know me?"
The auctioneer still couldn't control his body, but his pupils revealed to Shi Youchen—
"Go back and tell them."
Shi Youchen raised his hand.
“This is just the beginning.”
The auctioneer saw that the masked "guests" sitting in the seats in the venue were shattered into pieces under the soft light.
Dust rose up and bones fell to the ground.
Shi Youchen lowered his eyes and looked down at the light that flashed across the surface of the cage.
"The best thing you did was to be obedient."
The auctioneer's pupils trembled as he understood the meaning of this sentence.
Shi Youchen was saying, "Because you obediently stayed in this cage and didn't go out, you were able to save your life."
Not only did the flowing lights not disappear, they became more and more dense and dazzling.
Soon they drowned out the lights in the venue.
In his gradually foggy vision, the auctioneer saw the collapse of the entire venue and the bones buried underground with the collapse.
...
Shi Youchen did not resist the force, but even he was blinded by the strong light and had to close his eyes.
He clearly felt the surroundings turn from light to dark, so he opened his eyes and found himself at his destination as expected.
This is a chaotic space without heaven or earth, without boundaries, and without any breath of life, similar to the distant starry sky.
A few steps away from Shi Youchen, there was a bronze stone platform in front of him.
He remained awake throughout the process, walked over, and saw the tiger head totem engraved on the stone platform.
The stone platform extended an "invitation" to him, and an invisible force was pulling him to reach out and touch it.
Shi Youchen hummed softly, his voice low and slightly hoarse echoing in the air: "What's the rush?"
"That's what I came here for."
However, the stone seat is not a living being and has no self-awareness. It simply follows the laws of the world and continuously attracts external energy to its location.
Shi Youchen sat cross-legged in front of the stone platform, closed his eyes, and radiated his energy toward the endless edge.
——
"It's really him! There's a prison barrier between him and me, I can see him clearly!"
After listening to more than ten minutes of largely unrelated conversation, the elderly man finally opened his eyes impatiently, looked at the others, and said, "Let alone his ability to change appearances, even if he really looks like that, what makes you say he's that person?"
"We all know exactly when and how that person died."
"Or, are you now going to deny what you said, including your dead nephew?"
The old man's aura of authority without even getting angry stunned everyone on the spot. The man who was originally pacing in panic in the hall was stunned for a full minute.
"No... no, Labrier told me himself that Ying Yungui caused trouble for him because of that person, that's why..." He was a little incoherent, as if he was doubting whether there was something wrong with his memory.
The old man sighed softly and said, "Our family is no longer what it used to be. After my eldest brother passed away, the other families gradually drove us out of the association center. Do you still want to pretend that you don't know?"
The man looked at him blankly.
The old man said helplessly, "I sent you to the Feile family's location to 'handle' it so that you wouldn't be like the Pei family's children in the future and have them completely wipe out all traces of them."
"Only in this way can the Belmond family continue after I pass away."
He didn't seem to care whether the man understood the hidden meaning or not. In the end, he gave the order himself: "You must keep this matter to yourself and never mention it to anyone in the Filler family."
"Do you understand?"
The man opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a word of question or rebuttal.
“…”
After a long while, he said reluctantly, "I understand, Dad."
——
District 5, in the city of Nigra.
Lin Zhouze sat in a cafe for most of the afternoon and finally waited for the target person of this trip.
Korra pushed the door open and came in. She was startled when she saw the person sitting in the corner. She subconsciously turned around and left, but was stopped by a call.
"Kora, come here." Lin Zhouze blew away the hot steam in the cup, took a sip, and thought that the famous coffee here was not very good, and had no taste.
Then he put down the cup and waved in the direction of the store door.
Korra was still stunned there, until she could no longer pretend, then she walked over reluctantly with worry.
The door dinged shut, and the clerk, who was concentrating on making latte art behind the counter, looked up. Seeing a familiar customer entering the store, he greeted, "You're here. Is it the same as always?"
Korra became even more nervous when he heard the girl's voice. He carefully sat down opposite Lin Zhouze and said to the girl, "Well... the usual is fine, thank you."
"Okay."
The corner sandwiched between the floor-to-ceiling windows and the warm-colored wall was the spot Korra chose whenever he came, but he had never been with anyone else.
Lin Zhouze knew that he was at a loss, so he considerately started talking about another topic.
"You come to this store often."
Korra put her knees together, like a primary school student being scolded by her teacher, and placed her fists on her thighs.
"Um."
Lin Zhouze leaned back, his whole body relaxed on the back of the chair: "This place is not close to your home. What's going on? Do you have friends in Nigra City?"
Korra pursed her lips, "Not really...friends."
Lin Zhouze smiled when he heard this, picked up the coffee cup in front of him, rubbed the cup a few times and said, "She is a very careful and gentle person. It's normal that you like her."
Korra's instant blush gave away something, but he denied it flatly: "What do you mean by like... No, not at all."
Then, as if to change the subject, he deliberately asked, "Brother Lin, why are you here?"
The sunlight shone in from the window and hit Lin Zhouze's bony hands.
He said, "I'm waiting for you."
"Wait for me?" Korra's eyes passed over Lin Zhouze's empty eyes, not daring to linger any longer. "Wait for me... for what?"
At this time, the waiter came over with a tray and placed a cup of "coffee" full of milk foam, which could hardly be called coffee, in front of Korra.
Then she whispered to Lin Zhouze: "Sir, do you need me to heat it up?"
Lin Zhouze shook his head and said, "No, please make me a cup like his."
"Ah," she said, a little embarrassed. "This one of his is not on the menu. It might be too sweet for you."
"It's okay, I like sweet food too."
Korra looked at the girl's back as she left, and said with obvious hesitation: "Brother Lin...Will Sister Lan not be angry if you drink this?"
Lin Zhouze tapped the table with his fingertips: "If you were afraid that she would be angry, how dare you secretly take the experimental subject out?"
"Who gave you the courage?"
Korra's hand trembled, and almost half of the warm liquid spilled, and his thighs became sticky in an instant.
But he simply didn't have the time or energy to deal with his own embarrassment.
"Brother Lin, I..."
"Lan doesn't know yet." Lin Zhouze stopped him from speaking. "If you tell me the truth, she won't know."
"Where's Xiaoyue?"
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