Novelenthusisat

[ ding the host has successfully been resurrected]

" ahh where am I is this heaven...... hey why am I still alive, didn't I die ?"

[ding.... answering the host, the system was bound to the host at his dying moments and resurrected the host]

" my golden finger had finally arrived, I was wondering when it will come.... now I have the means to take revenge " 

[ ding... As host has successfully been resurrected issuing mainline task]

Task : host should become the the strongest person in this world.

My super auxiliary help system.

The disciples looked at Ashok, they stared at the cold emotionless face of Ashok then burst out laughing.


" You have an important business, you look even more younger than me, what kind of business do you have " asked one of the disciples.


Both the disciples were curious and wanted to listen to the brain dead answer which Ashok was going to give them.


" I am here to collect money for the things put on auction"


The disciples looked at Ashok, then looked at each other then started laughing out loud.


' why are these two laughing' thought Ashok.


The disciples dropped laughing and then said in a serious tone, " Kid don't make trouble here, all the people who put things on auction are paid just after there auctioned thing has been sold, how can there be someone who has not been paid"


Listening to this Ashok came to a great realization that he didn't leave any identification nor tell them his name, he didn't even show his face ( as he was wearing the glasses no one saw his face) .


Ashok was in great trouble now, but this could even be a good thing, now he can just pretend to be disciple of himself and get away with not being strong. This was better than to pretend to be strong as he would not be exposed to be weak.


He looked at the disciples and narrated his story,


" My master forgot to give his identification, he has actually put things on auction. Can you please call the appraiser who was here day before yesterday, he knows my master, he can confirm his identity. you can even call the receptionist she was present on that day, my master has sent me here to attend to his business"


This was the only thing he could do now, he had to gamble that the appraiser and the receptionist didn't forget him and agree to him.


The disciple looked at Ashok. The unknown strong person has been said to not give any identification of his own. This makes sense, that day the only people who have met that person is the appraiser, receptionist and the elder.


They looked at the young boy in front of them in horror. This young man is disciple of that strong person.


They both tried to look through the realm of Ashok, but they weren't able to, as they tried to look at his realm both of them only saw mist covering him which was mysterious and mind blowing.


This made them believe that he was actually the disciple of the senior ( unknown strong).


One of the disciples went inside the auction house to report what was happening.


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The sect master was still in his room  with the elders, waiting for any news.


The core disciple ran as fast as he could and arrived there in seconds.


He entered the room and bowed to the elders and sect master.


" Sect master , there is a person outside who said that he is here to collect money for a object his master put on auction, we asked him few questions and he seems to be the disciple of the senior that came day before yesterday"


" Quickly let him come inside, and treat with him courtesy " said the sect master with a strong demeanor.


Chapter 47: Silly mistake might be a good thing.