Maybe the creatures who come to Jiubao City have their own purposes.

Some are for elixirs, some are for weapons, some are for exercises... They will not participate in every auction, but they will definitely stay in Jiubao City until the last day.

In addition to the creatures who were already at the auction venue, there were also a small number of creatures who stood at the pinnacle of the God's Domain who quietly poured into this small world and entered the exclusive VIP room on this day.

When Su Huai and Zhang Yuanyuan returned from being guests of the Blue Sky Spider Clan and stepped into the No. 4 box belonging to the Origin Society, there were already three figures sitting in the box.

【No. 2】Yuanding Talmus.

【No. 6】Doctor Gufus.

【No. 7】Tailor·Chonglan.

"Wandering Soul" No. 1, the founder of the Origin Society, still has not shown up, No. 3 is in seclusion in the Golden Skeleton Clan, No. 4 is not interested in the auction, and No. 8 is also in seclusion, trying to attack the realm of the Realm Lord.

In addition to the above four, more than half of the nine members of the Origin Society were present and gathered in this "small" room of less than 500 square meters.

Both No. 2 and No. 6 Su Huai had contact before, so after entering the room, his attention was attracted by [No. 7], whom he had met once before.

[Splicer]; Chonglan

[Race]; human race/ghost race/soul race/elf race

[Level]; Intermediate level of Realm Lord

[Authority]; Creation Department·Compound Creation

[Status]; Self-reforming

[emotion]; curiosity

[Mental state]; friendly/weakly malicious

Chonglan still wore the same white robe as before, with the hem stained with the blood of an unknown creature.

He still wears a white half-mask that expresses his identity. In the upper left corner is a complicated pattern representing the Origin Society, with a strange word "seven" written in the middle of the pattern.

However, the race in the information column is like playing mahjong, with a total of four people squeezed in. I don’t know if it’s because of the mixed blood of the four races, or because he has made some abnormal changes to his body.

Su Huai guessed it was the latter. He also felt that No. 7 should have transformed himself beyond recognition. Otherwise, how could he still wear a mask when everyone is one of his own?

Especially there was a tall figure standing behind him. Before Su Huai and Zhang Yuanyuan came in, the two research madmen No. 2 and No. 6 were pointing around the tall figure.

It still has the Death Butcher as the main body, and the branches of the terrifying scarecrow as the spine. However, after not seeing it for a few years, the monster's head has been replaced by a deer head with huge antlers, and there is a blood-red scorpion tail coiled behind it.

There is already a prototype of the 'stitch monster'.

When their eyes met, No. 7 suddenly smiled.

"No. 9, long time no see. Nice to see you."

Although his whole body was filled with an aura of madness, No. 7's voice was unexpectedly gentle, like a ray of warm sunshine in late winter and early spring, just right and refreshing.

"Nice to meet you, I'm Su Huai."

No. 7 was stunned for a moment, then smiled and replied: "Chonglan."

Su Huai noticed that the moment he said his name, the weak malice in the other person's mental state suddenly dissipated and turned into pure friendship.

The auction has not officially started yet, and several people from the Origin Club are still chatting.

In a sense, people like No. 7 who engage in body modification are born villains, because such people ignore the rules of nature and life.

But listening to their discussion, Su Huai felt that No. 7 was still too conservative.

The general content is as follows:

[Gardener]; "This tail is so ugly. There is a mole on the side of the scorpion sting. Ah Qi, you are not good at aesthetics."

[Doctor]: "The tail of the Lava Blood Scorpion, huh? Wait, there is a mole on the side of the scorpion's stinger? Is it on the right side? Is it a blue mole?"

[Gardener]: "Huh? It's true, little Ena, how did you know?"

[Doctor]: "Oh, sister Talmose, you told me not to call me that!"

"As for why I know...it's because in order to get some scorpion venom, I once used another poison to poison the queen of the lava blood scorpion clan. It is said that the scorpion king's favorite thing is the mole on the queen's tail.

So when I was extracting scorpion venom, I paid special attention to this feature on the scorpion tail."

"But... Blood Scorpion Queen Nomi Claire is as powerful as the late Realm Master. How did Ah Qi get her tail?"

[Tailor]: "Thanks to the bottle of poison you gave me, Gufus."

[Doctor]: "Drug? What kind of drug? That bottle I gave you last time?"

[Tailor]: "Yeah."

【doctor】;"......"

[Doctor]: "Be a human being, Ah Qi, that's not a drug, that's a poison."

[Tailor]; "It's all the same."

[Doctor]: "Tsk, I heard that the Scorpion King and the Scorpion Queen of the Lava Blood Scorpion Clan are very loving. If you do this, the Scorpion King will be sad, and he may start to hunt you down for the rest of his life."

[Tailor]: "No."

Number 7's fingers gently stroked the Origin Ring on his left hand, and threw out a few more red scorpion tails with a bang.

[Tailor]; "The Scorpion King, the other two wives of the Scorpion King, and the Scorpion Queen's lover are all here. Their family is neat and tidy, and no one will be sad."

Su Huai swallowed. It was like a massacre.

The Scorpion King family has spirits in heaven and will definitely thank you for your thoughtfulness and support.

Fortunately, the conversation between a few people did not last long, at least the massacre did not turn into a genocide.

The last auction has begun.

The auctioneer is a peak-level gold skeleton of a world lord wrapped in white cloth, holding a golden scepter in his hand and wearing a golden laurel crown. He looks like the last pharaoh who crawled out of the Egyptian pyramids. It's just that he can't tell whether he is a boy or a girl, hmm.

...It seems that there is no point in worrying about the gender of a skeleton.

With a slight tap of its scepter, the huge auction table instantly cracked open.

The sound of the collision of iron ropes echoed in the hall, and a square iron cage nearly ten meters long, wide and high, covered with a curtain and engraved with runes and magic circles, slowly rose.

The skeleton pharaoh did not introduce himself, his eyes flashed with soul fire, he grabbed a corner of the iron cage, and lifted the gray curtain covering the cage.

"The leader of the Yeying Demon Clan, a half-step domain god-level slave."
Chapter completed!