After explaining everything to Qin Ke, Han Qingxia patted Xia Tian's head and said, "Keep an eye on him. Don't let him run away."

Xia Tian: “Woof woof woof!”

Qin Ke: “…”

After everything was arranged, Han Qingxia turned around and walked inside with Ning Mo.

When she turned around, the people from Base 3 wearing white masks looked at her several more times.

Han Qingxia looked at them one by one openly.

When those people met Han Qingxia's gaze, they all turned their heads away.

On the way.

The person from Base 3 said, "I heard that you were supported by people from Base K1 some time ago. How is Base K1?"

"Very powerful." Ning Mo looked at Han Qingxia beside him.

"You really gave them 200,000 tons of food? 200,000 crystal cores?"

"Um."

The white mask said: "It seems that they have a hard time living outside."

Han Qingxia: “???”

"Is it worth it for them to travel so far to beg for such a small amount of food?" said White Mask No. 2.

"He must be starving to death. He can't survive. He doesn't care about his life when he sees the supplies." said White Mask No. 3.

"How pitiful." said White Mask No. 4.

Han Qingxia: "......"

After hearing what these people said, Ning Mo turned around and looked at Han Qingxia, "It's okay, I won't abandon you."

Han Qingxia: "...Dad has abandoned you, silly son!"

Ning Mo: “…”

Just then, they came towards a beautiful maid carrying drinks.

When she saw the large group of people in front of her, she lowered her head in fear and hid to the side.

The man in the white mask walking next to her bumped into her shoulder as if he had no eyes.

“Bang.”

The wine glass in her hand spilled all over the floor.

The bright red wine immediately spilled on White Mask No. 2.

"I'm sorry!" When the maid saw that he was soaked with red wine, she began to tremble all over and immediately knelt down to wipe it for him.

While wiping it, he apologized, "I was wrong, please forgive me."

"Please spare me."

The maid was lifted up while trembling.

White Mask No. 2 grabbed her slender neck and lifted her up. "Your worthless life is not worth a piece of clothing of mine. How can I spare you?"

After hearing this, the maid was so frightened that her face turned pale. She was so thin that her whole body was shaking, and she felt her breath being slowly taken away from her.

Han Qingxia's brows wrinkled.

At the scene, no one took it seriously.

Not that kind of indifference or selective ignorance.

Rather, I truly don't care.

Everyone thought that dealing with such a maid was like killing an ant.

Who would care about the death of an ant?

Even a cold-blooded person like Han Qingxia felt extremely uncomfortable among this group of people.

At this moment, a hearty middle-aged man's voice sounded.

"What are you doing?"

A man wearing a yellow mask strode over with his group.

Seeing him coming, the maid whose neck was being strangled struggled violently and looked at him for help, "Manager, Manager..."

"What's going on? What is this?"

The hand of the white-masked No. 2 who was strangling the maid loosened slightly, "Base No. 2, your people have soiled my clothes."

The yellow-masked manager walked up to him and said, "I'm so sorry, this idiot deserves death."

"However, killing her directly would be too disappointing. We happen to have an auction today, and I'll send her in. It will definitely make you feel better."

Hearing this, White Mask No. 2 immediately became interested. He pushed the maid away with disdain, "Just do as you say. I look forward to it."

"Today's auction will definitely satisfy you."

The atmosphere at the scene immediately improved.

The manager of Base No. 2 enthusiastically led all of them inside.

The maid was picked up and dragged away by other staff members.

Han Qingxia stood there and looked at her twice more, and then a silent voice sounded beside him.

"A little scoundrel."

Han Qingxia turned her head and looked at Ning Mo who was wearing a cold mask.

Ning Mo walked forward and said, "What just happened would be handled in the same way if it happened in any base."

"If there is someone that each base likes, it's just a matter of words. No one will hurt the relationship over such a small matter."

Ning Mo said it calmly.

Han Qingxia looked at these high and mighty people. These three bases were controlled by such a group of people.

"However," Ning Mo stopped and looked at Han Qingxia as he was about to enter the hall, "I won't treat you like this. In my eyes, you are very special..."

Han Qingxia: "......"

She took a deep breath and said, "Dad will remember your filial piety."

Ning Mo: “…”

Han Qingxia was too lazy to pay attention to him and strode into the legendary auction hall.

Ning Mo looked at her back, with a smile on his face under the mask.

Why does he like the way she doesn't take him seriously so much?

I just like listening to her talk.

When Han Qingxia entered the hall in front of her, she was dazzled by the luxurious decoration inside.

The entire auction hall was covered with red Persian carpets, and there was an oversized and luxurious crystal chandelier. Each grain of natural crystal was carved into a prism, reflecting an incomparable and dazzling light.

The seats in the lobby are all mahogany upholstered sofas inlaid with gemstones.

Use the numbers one, two, and three to divide them into three rows, with each of the three bases sitting in one row.

At this moment, Base No. 2 and Base No. 3 were all seated.

Han Qingxia followed Ning Mo to the seats at Base No. 1, and they all, wearing green masks, sat down.

After they sat down, beautiful maids in cheongsam dresses came over and served them snacks and drinks.

Snacks include exquisitely shaped Chinese puff pastries, crepes and tiramisu cakes.

The drinks are top-grade red wine.

Han Qingxia was indeed amazed when she saw this.

It was hard for her to imagine that in the more than two and a half years since the end of the world, people outside had died one after another, but the living standards of these powerful people had hardly been affected.

"How's it going? Have you seen the world?"

Han Qingxia: "......Are these unlimited?"

"Yes."

"Let me have a hundred plates of dessert and a hundred bottles of wine."

Ning Mo: “…”

Pull! If you can pull it out but don't, you're an idiot!

Here at Base No. 1, piles of snacks and red wine are being delivered here.

Base No. 2 and Base No. 3 nearby are looking here.

At this time, someone walked up to the huge auction table in front of us.

The very beautiful female auctioneer smiled sweetly, "Welcome all distinguished guests to our Base No. 2. I am your old friend Rose."

"We at Base No. 2 have prepared many surprises for you this time, so please come and support us."

A sweet and intellectual voice sounded, and the audience burst into applause.

"She is Ruth, the middle circle manager of Base No. 2, who is responsible for entertaining guests like us."