Chapter 266 – 266. Auction Items Always Have a Story

“What? Oops, did you pick one by mistake?”

[Bad…! On the subject of an apostle..!]

You’re an evil spirit that’s beating you up.

Bota Mili basically doesn’t talk much, but every time she says a word, she feels like a little idiot little sister.

‘If Cassinax is a scary older sister who doesn’t get along very well… Then Indicron, who always takes care of me, is like an older sister… But why is Sataniel a man?’

I’m angry. I can’t. While I seized the opportunity, I should play around with Botamilli some more.

Hehe… Then shall we open that ‘void’?”

[No! Wait!! That, I’ll make one right away… Wait a minute…]

Hehe…”

I teased Bota Millie, wiggling her fingers slyly. Then Mer, who was sitting next to me, looked at me with strange eyes. She dares to look at her master like a madman. She was disgusted and massaged her breasts, and she quietly turned her head and pushed her breasts even more.

‘Cute…’

But as I kept teasing the evil god, I came to think of it. Carshinax is gloomy, Indicron is sinister, and Botamilli is like Chinta. What was this ten thousand years ago? Is this the best group in the world right now?

“Huh.. I love you, Mr. Botamilli.”

[For a moment. What?]

“Ah.. Ka, Carshinax.. Cool..”

Me and Bota Milli, who were playing around with the sudden intrusion of tentacles, had to shut her mouth quickly.

For some reason, the sharp voice of Carshinax. A burning jealousy was felt in her. Even Mer, who was sitting next to me and was touching her breasts, trembled at her strong presence.

God’s jealousy was too great for an ordinary, petit bourgeois human like me to handle. With the feeling of receiving the master’s murder from the front, the strength in the cock was released all the time. Her mouth opened automatically and saliva trickled out.

‘No.. No matter how much I flirted with other women, he didn’t say much… Why am I so heartbroken..’

Why is Botamilli so restrained? Could it be that she is the same god?

[Do you think I will compete with mortals?]

‘Hoheek..’

That was the reason too. Mortals were not even treated as rivals.

Yes, Carshinax must be aiming for the afterlife after my death. So, wouldn’t it always keep Indy Cron and Botamilli in check?

‘I don’t care at all if I hang out with other women in this life, but after death, that obsession that it should be mine unconditionally…’

I sensed something akin to madness in Karshinax’s words.

‘I’m happy that he’ll take care of me until after I die.’

As her brain was soaked in her source of unknown happiness, Bota Milli spat out a word as if to awaken my distorted mind.

[Don’t be too seduced. That… It’s a stinky pot-bellied tentacle monster.]

Botamili muttered timidly, and she hurried away. She probably swears as if she wanted Carshinax to listen, and then ran away for fear of dying. Bota Milli, who had just been resurrected, is still in a weakened state.

[What? Stupid Alzheimer’s 4 year old…]

Carshinax also did not lose to Botamilli’s provocation and fired a word. Then he backs away from her as if he doesn’t like her. The moment when her head started to hurt, both of them got out at the right time.

‘Inhuman Catpa…’

I wiped the blood flowing from my nose. If the gods start a conversation using my brain as a medium, my head will buzz and my bones will explode. I feel like the server can’t handle it. Should I say that it seems that I forced multi-games to run as a potato server? It’s probably because I don’t have enough brain capacity.

Maybe that’s why Indicron just watched and didn’t intervene. It feels like I forcibly put up with it because if I interfered with myself, it would definitely damage me.

If Indicron didn’t hold back and intervened in the middle, and the three evil spirits used my brain as if it were a community site and engaged in a sledgehammer fight, I would have passed out while pouring blood from Goku.

He wouldn’t die because he had an inhumanly strong body, but…

“Cough.. Cough..”

“Master, are you okay? I felt a strange aura…”

“I-I’m fine.. Whoa.. It’s all better since I touched Mer’s breasts..”

“Ah, indeed.. My heart had healing powers. Now, touch more. You can wash it, master.”

Mer, who peels off her breasts and holds them in her hands. Loyal too

“Oh.. Holly..”

“Gulp..”

I could feel the Americans glancing at Mer. I envy you. Even Anna, who used to heal people, glances for no reason. I’ll have to hang out with you later.

‘For now…’

I decided to choose her next skill while massaging Mer’s breasts. Somehow, I chose Void Observation to tease Botamilli, but they said it wasn’t ready yet, so I’ll have to pick something useful this time.

[Choose a skill]

[One. Unholy Resonance]
[2. Mutant Factor Extraction]
[3. Abnormal projection]
[4. Gwanghwa’s Mystic Eye]

[Extract Mutant: Extracts an unspecified mutagen from the killed target. Extracted factors can be injected into slaves. The body of the slave who accepted the Son of Man will change.]

“Hmm..”

This is similar to the Crown of Convergence effect. The difference is that if the crown of fusion is an object that randomly mixes the two races, then it must be possible to change the local scope by using the factor extracted. I wonder if it’s the power of God related to deterioration.

‘This is a skill that looks interesting too…But I don’t think it’s time to choose right away…’

I mastered abnormal projection as originally planned. With this, I have three void-related skills. Chaos, Abyss, and Void each gathered together, so I felt a sense of stability.

‘It’s gotten even stronger…’

This… The skills are so much better than I thought.

‘It’s not as difficult as I thought if I just figure out the strategy…’

It was said that if more than 10 ghost gates are attacked, the update will start again. If that happens, the current peace may be broken and the new high school life may begin again.

‘Preferably, it’s better not to update, but… I have to level up… Come to think of it, why do I have to put up with leveling up?’

When the update starts, I’m not the only one having a hard time. It’s hard all together. Nick, who is presumed to be in France, will suffer, and the unknown Awakeners who survived in a place I do not know will also suffer. Maybe I, who already made a corps, wouldn’t have much trouble.

‘And the fact that I’m the seventh… Means that there are guys who have already attacked the six gates.

I connected to the auction house thinking that I should eat it all. First of all, I’ll have to check how other ghost attackers are using the auction house.

The connection method was simple. I was able to see it when I tried to look at the auction house as if to check the status.

[Auction items]
[Product registration]

A window to buy things and a window to register the things I had came to mind one by one. Very simple.

I wanted to sell something for an auction item, so I checked from there.

[Auction items]

[2 boxes of chocolate bars farm. Tastes good.] [40C] [Auction] [Until 7 hours later]
[Selling the poisoned dagger.] [170C] [Auction] [Until 2 hours later]
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It was literally full of japtem. It looks like it was posted by people who closed their ears earlier..

It’s a pity to throw away, but it seems that a large number of items that are difficult to use are put up for auction. To be honest, I didn’t have anything to tempt me into entering the black market.

‘It’s not like collecting waste paper…’

I scrolled down and quickly checked for anything out of the ordinary. But what is this…

[Letter to Ryuji Akayama. For communication. Please do not bid] [1C] [Auction] [Until 5 minutes later]

I don’t know what Ryuji Akayama is doing, but it was a letter to him. I never thought these bastards would be using the auction house as a communication channel. They were very excited among themselves.

I felt a little left out. It felt like I was forcibly caught between the guys who monopolized the auction house. It’s pretty bad.

‘A thing worth 1 coin… A product name that outsiders shouldn’t read…’

Moreover, it must have been written by a foreigner, but it seemed that everything was translated the moment it was put on the auction house. If we leave it alone, Ryuji Akayama will receive this letter in five minutes.

‘Yeah, you can’t read your colleague’s letter. I’ll read it.’

I decided to intercept a letter from a Japanese to a Japanese in the middle. I’m curious what the content is. How the hell are the monkey king babies in that island country surviving? I’m so curious.

“Just lightly…”

Should I buy it for 100 coins?

Looking at the economic situation at the auction house, they all seem to be arrogant. 100 coins might be a pretty big expense for these pups. Because I suck more coins that slaves get, I never run out of money, but these guys are self-sufficient.

‘Oh…’

As soon as I bid, the response came. The price has risen to 101 coins.

I immediately put in 500 coins. Those island monkeys are now unable to communicate. I must read Akayama Ryuji’s letter. Of course, since we’re trying to contact you, it would be enough if the sender writes a letter again and registers it at the auction house…

He didn’t bid. Doesn’t he have to pay 500 coins to buy it? Maybe he was borrowing because he ran out of coins. Anyway, I was able to get a letter from the Japanese for 500 coins. If it was a very important letter, he would have poured more coins in order not to be seen by others.

“Oh..”

When the letter was auctioned off, it fell in front of my eyes. Scribbled Japanese was written on the paper. Also, the name entered when registering the product is automatically translated, but the product itself is not translated. It seems that it is delivered as it is registered.

“Mer, please read this.”

“Huh? That’s something else… In Japanese.”

Mer, a human-limited linguist, took the letter and recited the contents to me.

“Then I will read it. Kuhmm… This is Kamiyama Hiroshi. Everyone reached the target point safely. Unfortunately, Amamoto and his gang had already escaped. I will go to Shinjuku first. The regular report ends with this. I will send another letter in the next four hours.”

“Hmm…”

The letter Mer had just read, written by a guy named Kamiyama, was a kind of regular report. I don’t know what the situation was, but it seemed like there was a local struggle, judging from the fact that they were chasing Yamamoto and his gang.

‘Looking at the fact that they are chasing Yamamoto like this without adding or subtracting.. Are they the only ones who have attacked demons in Japan? It’s as if it doesn’t matter if someone else finds out… I was complacent.’

Anyway, judging from the fact that they are already using the auction house like this, it means they attacked much earlier than us…

‘The Japanese guys.. Are faster than I thought..’

In this respect, the fastest people in the world are definitely Koreans. Up until this point, I was busy wandering around in the basement of the black market in the mansion of thrill, so I attacked the ghost a little late.

‘Shall we attract aggro to Koreans…’

If you write a letter asking you to read it if you are Korean, you will get a response. Then you can approach them pretending to be friendly and turn them into slaves. Then you can make the Koreans who attacked the ears into slaves.

‘Good…’

I ordered the resting Americans to be killed if they used the auction house. All of those who participated in today’s raid must have acquired the auction house function. After that, I saw the American slaves who were resting and asked them to bring paper and a ballpoint pen from the empty house.

“Let’s see… Mer, write me a letter instead.”

“Huh?”

“Ah, that’s why my handwriting is so bad..”

“Whoa, whoa… Do you care about that? It’s cute… It’s good. How can I use it?”

“I’ll sing it for you, so write along.”

“Do that.”

“So.. I live in Seoul.. No, my real name is a little bit different.. Yes, I am Jang Se-jin..”

Because of his poor handwriting, he asked Mer to write a letter saying that he was in Seoul and was looking for Koreans. After that, the letter was registered with the item registration and the name of the item was set. Then, as I set the price and the end time of the auction, the item I registered in the first column of the auction item immediately came to mind.

[I am a newbie at the auction house. Looking for Koreans] [1C] [Auction] [Until 12 hours later]

It’s done with this. If there are Koreans who have attacked the ghost gate, they will see this while checking the auction house and win the bid. This is some kind of bait If there are Koreans, they will read this and post their reply to the auction house. Then you just have to find out their approximate location and go catch and eat them.

‘Take only one guy…’

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A training ground for reserve forces somewhere in Gangneung.

“Captain!! East Captain!!”

“No.. Why do you wake up tired at dawn…”

“Daddy, hurry up and check the auction house!!”

“What?”

“Looking for Koreans!”

“What? Really? Uh… But why is this price…”

“It’s been a while since there was even a competition!”

“Fuck..”

[I am a newbie at the auction house. Looking for Koreans] [741C] [Auction] [Until 9 hours later]

“Looking at this… The guys from Jeolla-do and the guys from Busan joined together..”

“How are we? If you are a survivor from Gangwon-do, you can join us.”

“Once.. Hmm.. If it goes over 1000 coins, it’s time to hand it.”

“Yes!”

The captain lay down on the bed again.

They probably don’t know The fact that the man who gave the bait now is a slave hunter and a human butcher. And Joon won’t know either. The fact that as many as three groups in Korea have already succeeded in targeting ghosts.