The moment Yuan Zhuan landed on the island using the talisman, hundreds of small paper figures had already burrowed into the deep forests and jungles, entering various inhabited buildings.
At the same time, on the other side, Lu Zhan, along with his left and right hands, entered the elevator leading to the underground auction house.
The elevator could only hold a maximum of five people. Lu Zhan and his two assistants occupied three seats. The other two people were a couple who, judging from their barely suppressed excitement, clearly had a great need for the items being auctioned.
They took in the reactions of the three people in the room and tried to minimize their presence.
Yuan Zhuan sat on a branch of a leafy tree in the woods waiting for news. Not long after, the little paper figures returned one after another, and she received the information she wanted.
Strands of malevolent energy seeped from Yuan Zhuan's fingertips, flowing into the swaying black paper figures. After being absorbed, they disappeared. The paper figures swayed for a few seconds without wind, as if they had drunk alcohol, and then floated outwards as if they had been injected with chicken blood.
If someone were to accidentally wander under the big tree where Yuan Zhuan was, they would surely see countless small paper figures glowing with black fluorescence flying everywhere, and then disappearing in a flash.
Yuan Zhuan leaped down from the tree, his eyes filled with a chilling murderous aura.
'Talent market'! That's a concise and clear way of explaining the meaning of the words.
Civilized society is merely a facade.
hehe……
With invisibility talismans affixed to his front and back, Yuan Zhuan vanished from the spot.
There are ticket inspectors at the underground elevator entrance who check admission tickets.
There's a limit to the number of people that can ride in the elevator, so it's not really feasible for her to go in.
Therefore, she needs to find a way to get an admission ticket.
This goal also seems unrealistic, because all the admission tickets have already been distributed, and only the five people in front of us have admission tickets.
Even if she had an admission ticket, she would still cause a huge commotion under the watchful eyes of everyone.
so……
When the elevator came up again, Yuan Zhuan saw the crisscrossing steel pipes above the open elevator.
Well, let's just make do.
Everyone felt a gust of wind pass overhead, but no one paid any attention and continued to enter the elevator in an orderly manner. However, when the last person entered, an unexpected incident occurred: the elevator was overloaded.
"Huh? What's going on?" The last white man to enter stepped out in confusion, then stepped back into the elevator.
The beeping sound rang again.
The ticket inspector also came over and checked, but found nothing. The elevator was operating normally, but it was overloaded.
"Alright, wait for the next one, come down with us," the burly black ticket inspector said sternly.
"Okay." The white man had no choice but to back down, standing aside and watching the elevator close and sink.
Yuan Zhuan, who was above, grinned and showed his teeth. He turned his head, saw the teeth protruding from the steel pipe, and shut his mouth.
That's the downside of her talisman; it can fool people's eyes, but not mirrors. It's really annoying.
Fortunately, the walls and floor of the elevator were made of black wood panels that didn't reflect light; otherwise, her trick would have been completely ineffective.
The elevator quickly stopped on the third basement level. As others walked out, Yuan Zhuan landed silently and stepped out of the elevator before the doors closed.
Unexpectedly, outside the elevator was a horizontal corridor with three black thugs standing on each side. Opposite the elevator door was an extremely heavy steel door. Two of the black men had already opened the door, and one of them even had a chain ready, obviously to lock the 80-centimeter-thick steel door after everyone had entered.
Upon seeing this, Yuan Zhuan's face darkened.
Even a fool would know that this is probably the only way out; if anything happens, no one can escape. Moreover, she had just observed the elevator's internal structure, which even had electronic fingerprint and password locks, clearly designed to control the elevator. Without the password, there was no way to start the elevator. The door and the elevator were practically double security; and keep in mind, this was three underground floors.
If we get exposed, how will we escape?
At this moment, Yuan Zhuan hesitated.
The little paper figures that went down there have all lost contact.
Despite thinking this, Yuan Zhuan didn't stop walking and followed them through the gate.
A loud bang behind him made Yuan Zhuan shudder, and some distant memories began to surface.
Damn it!! She almost had a claustrophobic attack!!
Her claustrophobia, developed from persecution in a post-apocalyptic environment, is different from others. She is not afraid of small spaces because she knows she can leave soon, but she is afraid of spaces that are locked, meaning she knows she can't escape. Her psychological problem then comes out and she dances the tango.
As he walked ahead, he took deep breaths and calmed his mind. After several attempts, he finally recovered. Once the familiar feeling of being on the verge of suffocation subsided, Yuan Zhuan focused his attention on examining the entire space.
As far as the eye could see, there were stands, just like a concert venue in modern society, with rows and rows of benches stacked on top of each other, from low to high, and a huge stage in front.
The entire space was very spacious, over twenty meters high, the whole venue was like a giant cylinder, with curved walls, but...
Yuan Zhuan's gaze fell upon the rows of glass-like display cases on the wall. But while shop windows display goods, the goods here were people—people from various countries, with different skin colors and ages, mostly white and Asian. On the bottom floor, where customers could stand in the aisle and face each other, was a group of stunningly beautiful young women. Their looks and figures were so captivating that they made one's mouth water. Coupled with their revealing bikini-clad outfits, they immediately caught the eyes of all the men present.
The audience seats were now full, mostly women, while the men mostly stood in front of the glass display case, pointing and commenting on the girl inside. Although you couldn't hear what they were saying, you could guess from their lustful expressions.
Looking at the blank yet perfect face in the shop window, Yuan Zhuan shifted his gaze uncomfortably and began to look around again. The neatly arranged mechanical arms on the ceiling, and the steel platforms that people could stand on, pressed down on the arms, came into view.
Clearly, these are the tools used to transport the closet man.
This design is truly ingenious.
Opposite the entrance door, there is another door about two meters wide that is open, guarded by thugs. Obviously, it leads to other places, and staff members occasionally come in and out from both sides.
After surveying the entire venue, Yuan Zhuan began to examine the faces behind the closet. There were many Asian faces, but none of them were Fan Shuozhuo's.
Finally, the gaze fell upon the blood-red curtain on the podium.
Let's go take a look.
After Yuan Zhuan entered, he saw another large hall. Around the hall, apart from the area around the dais, there were multiple rooms and corridors in the other three directions, leading to different areas.
"My goodness, this is a huge undertaking. Little Golden Lock, get on my good side and take me to your master. Something's about to happen to him." Her search magic could only pinpoint the location within this area, but it couldn't pinpoint the exact room. The little paper doll's feedback was too slow; if she waited for it to return, the person would probably be dead by then.
Yuan Zhuan took out the small gold lock and placed it in his left palm, then began to perform the guiding incantation again.
It's unclear whether it's because the little golden lock has been with its owner for a long time, so the closer it gets, the smoother the connection becomes. In any case, her talisman quickly extended out, and Yuan Zhuan didn't dare to delay, rushing through the corridor.
Unbeknownst to Yuan Zhuan, the instant she disappeared from the hall, three slender figures appeared and then disappeared into different passages.
The winding passage reminded Yuan Zhuan of the rooms and passages on the pirate ship last time. He pushed his speed to the limit and finally stopped in front of a white wooden door.
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