Chapter 41: The Dimensional Auction

The Lushan Badge was reacting.

After informing Tang Yingying, Zhao Kuo entered a small room and took out the Lushan Badge.

At this moment, the badge emitted a hazy glow, and a prompt sounded in his ear.

**[Detected that the Lushan Auction has begun. Would you like to participate immediately?]**​

The auction had already started? Zhao Kuo's eyes narrowed slightly, but he ultimately chose "Yes."

No matter what, he should go and take a look. There might be something valuable there.

As soon as he made his choice, a strange light appeared in the train car. Zhao Kuo felt as if something was pulling him, and in the next moment, he disappeared from his spot.

When he regained his senses, Zhao Kuo found himself sitting in a grand hall. The hall was sparsely populated, with about twenty to thirty people, each wearing a large black robe and a mask, making it impossible to identify anyone.

Zhao Kuo was no exception.

Were these people also chosen and gifted badges? Zhao Kuo wondered silently.

Just then, a figure slowly walked up to him.

"Number 393? This seat has never been occupied before. You're the first," the voice revealed that it belonged to a young man, no older than 25.

Zhao Kuo remained silent. He never reacted well to overly enthusiastic people.

When someone was too friendly out of the blue, they always had ulterior motives.

Seeing this, the young man chuckled. "Don't worry, I just enjoy making friends. My name is Qi Tian, and I'm probably not from the same world as you."

"Not from the same world?" Zhao Kuo was puzzled.

Qi Tian took a sip of the juice in his hand and said, "It seems your guide didn't explain some things to you clearly."

Guide? Did he mean Yor? Zhao Kuo listened quietly while also pondering in his heart.

Qi Tian was quite talkative and continued to explain, "You might not know this, but the subway world hasn't just brought in one civilization. It's pulling in more and more civilizations."

"Take me, for example. I'm from a civilization in the Puran Galaxy. I've also met a few others who come from different civilizations, and even…"

"What?" Zhao Kuo couldn't help but ask.

"Hahaha," Qi Tian laughed. "So you finally decided to speak. Alright, since it's our first meeting, I won't charge you subway coins for this piece of information."

"Even some of them are… clearance reincarnators," Qi Tian said.

"Clearance reincarnators? What's that?" Seeing that Qi Tian genuinely meant no harm, Zhao Kuo relaxed a bit.

Qi Tian smiled mysteriously. "Clearance reincarnators, as the name suggests, are people who were once outstanding figures in their civilizations and successfully cleared the subway game. But for some reason, they gave up everything and rejoined the subway game. We call them clearance reincarnators."

Zhao Kuo was shocked. He couldn't imagine why anyone who had cleared this deadly game would willingly give up everything and come back. Wasn't that just foolish?

But… "Is there a way to clear the subway game? How?" Zhao Kuo asked.

Qi Tian chuckled. "That information isn't free. After all, I paid a hefty price to learn it."

"What's the price?" Zhao Kuo asked.

Qi Tian held up one finger.

"One hundred subway coins?" Zhao Kuo ventured. One hundred subway coins wasn't expensive for him.

But Qi Tian shook his head. "No, ten thousand subway coins."

"What?" Even with Zhao Kuo's calm demeanor, he was stunned by the number.

Ten thousand subway coins was no small amount. Even the total value of all the items at the Lushan Station auction was only a little over three thousand subway coins!

"Is it about collecting ten badges?" Zhao Kuo suddenly asked.

Qi Tian's breathing noticeably paused for a moment, but he quickly laughed. "Haha, are you trying to guess based on my reaction? Unfortunately, it seems your guide really didn't tell you anything."

"Collecting ten badges from different stations doesn't let you clear the game. Instead, it allows you to apply to become the proxy of one of those ten stations, becoming… a higher-level existence."

Becoming a station proxy, like Yor?

Zhao Kuo's eyes flickered. After some thought, he felt Qi Tian's words were quite credible. After all, if collecting ten badges allowed you to escape the subway world, it would be too easy.

Yes, easy—at least that's how Zhao Kuo saw it.

The badges were likely rewards for players who performed exceptionally well. In other words, they might be investments from the true masters of the stations, hoping to cultivate their chosen players to become station proxies.

It seemed there were undercurrents of intrigue in the subway world.

Just as Zhao Kuo was about to ask more questions, the hall suddenly darkened. A spotlight shone on the stage, and as petals fell, Yor's small figure appeared on the platform.

Her sudden appearance seemed to be the result of some spatial ability.

Then, a mech lifted the tiny Yor into the air.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Dimensional Auction hosted by Lushan Station. I am Yor, the proxy of Lushan Station. You may call me… Master Yor!"

As her voice rang out, everyone else fell silent.

Zhao Kuo tried to speak but found he couldn't make a sound.

Was this Yor's ability, or a rule of the auction? The Dimensional Auction? It seemed to be hosted by different stations in rotation. Perhaps in the future, he would see proxies from more stations.

Yor's gaze swept across the figures in the hall, and a smile curled at the corner of her lips.

She wondered if that person had come. But it didn't matter.

"Now, please decide what item you'd like to put up for auction. You only have one minute to decide."

As Yor's voice fell, an option appeared in front of Zhao Kuo. He could list one item for auction and set a minimum starting bid. The bidding increments seemed to be determined by the host.

Zhao Kuo hesitated. To be honest, he had many good items, but not many that he could trade away.

In the end, Zhao Kuo listed the Lucky's Pistol, setting the starting bid at 20 subway coins.

Truthfully, since obtaining the Evil's Revolver and the sniper rifle, the Lucky's Pistol had become less useful to him.

As a lucky item, the Evil's Revolver dealt more damage and could automatically lock onto targets.

The sniper rifle was even more powerful, equipped with a scope and far superior damage compared to the revolver.

However, given the Lucky's Pistol's attributes, he wasn't sure if it would sell.

The minute passed quickly, and Yor nodded with satisfaction. "It seems everyone has made their decision. Now, let the auction begin!"