Chapter 854: Chapter 557: Auction Evaluation_3
The Skeleton cashier scratched his bare skull, “Alright, customer.”
He simply couldn’t understand what the heck was going on.
He had been selling goods here for hundreds of years, but this was the first time he had seen a human buying White Bone.
And what’s with the other Beast Clan women? Why weren’t they afraid, just eating and chatting away?
Had the Undead become accepted by Living Creatures?
As the Skeleton cashier pondered, he quickly wrapped up several items.
“Customer, your goods are wrapped.”
“Mhm,” Fang Hao took them.
As he turned to go downstairs.
The three women were sitting by the staircase, starting up another conversation.
It was as if they were in their own home when in the shop of the Undead.
Anjia and Little White were still eating, thoroughly enjoying their food.
After going downstairs, he paid the required money and stored all the items in his storage space.
Wandering around with a bunch of skeletal frames would have looked a bit unsightly.
…
After leaving the shop,
they continued to stroll around.
Passing by two gardens on their way, Fang Hao used the Book of Lords to take a few pictures of the three women,
enjoying the modern way of keeping memories.
All along the way,
there were still many people around.
Most of them looked busy and hurried, while there were others, like the group, roaming and looking around.
While walking,
Fang Hao started to toy with the idea of opening his own shop here.
Similar to the shops in this place, he had blue and purple equipment, including gear for Humans, Dwarves, and Trolls.
And machinery, covering all races.
No fear of bad business!
Continuing down the road, they didn’t feel like entering any more shops afterwards.
Most types were similar, and aside from the Undead’s, there were no remarkable items that would significantly boost Combat Power.
They finally reached the central square.
In front of one building, there was an extraordinary bustle.
The stone building had ‘Auction and Evaluation’ inscribed at the top.
Standing in the distance, Fang Hao and the others saw groups of people queuing up.
Among these people were humans from the church, stone people, elves, fairies, as well as Orcs and Trolls.
There were also some from races that were hard to identify by their looks alone, it was just that they were too far to see these people’s information.
Just as Fang Hao was about to stop someone to ask,
he felt someone watching him.
Looking to the side, he saw a brown-haired, brown-eyed middle-aged man standing among a group of Gray Dwarves, curiously sizing him up.
After hesitating for a moment,
the middle-aged man had a brief, hushed conversation with the Gray Dwarves before walking briskly towards Fang Hao.
“Hey! Are you an Earthling?” asked the middle-aged man.
Fang Hao nodded, “Yes.”
“From Japan?”
“Hua Xia!”
The brown-haired middle-aged man was stunned, taking a careful look at Fang Hao and the Heroes, the rabbit girl, and the fox girl around him, his eyes full of suspicion.
“Could it be you are…, cough, what’s your name?” The middle-aged man polite yet curious.
“Fu Lei, what about you?”
“Oh, I’m ‘Wadey,’ I thought you were Fang Hao for a moment, scared me there,” continued the middle-aged man as he adjusted his collar, showing off three large gold rings on his hand.
Compared with the Western middle-aged man, the clothes Fang Hao wore were much more ordinary; simple trousers and a short-sleeved shirt, nothing particularly extraordinary.
Only the armor of Demitrija stood out.
Similarly, Eira and Little White also attracted attention with their appearance.
“Ah, I thought you were Fang Hao too,” Fang Hao said.
“Haha, you’re quite the character,” Wadey clapped Fang Hao on the shoulder, “I didn’t expect to run into another Earthling here.”
Fang Hao also found it incredible.
The World Channel indeed had plenty of opportunities; the World Channel had only just opened, and already someone had qualified to come here.
But considering it, at least a few hundred million people from Earth had transmigrated.
A high elimination rate also meant many had the chance for opportunity.
The ranking list of the World Channel was only a superficial way of utilizing resources and land area for assessment; it didn’t truly represent an individual’s strength.
Even here, if he saw a foreigner with an ‘S’ on their chest wearing their underwear over their pants,
he wouldn’t find it strange.
Fang Hao didn’t continue the chitchat but asked instead, “Why are so many people queuing up here? What are they doing?”
Huh?
Wadey was surprised, then chuckled, “Come on, brother, don’t jest, you’re here to evaluate items, aren’t you?”
Fang Hao genuinely didn’t know; they were just out for a stroll.
“Ah, no, not really.”
Seeing his genuine ignorance, Wadey explained, “Do you know about the Spring Auction?”
“I do!”
“That’s the place for auction item registration. If you have things to auction, you go there to register. A valuer will then price them, and if approved, they’ll be auctioned on the day of the event,” Wadey pointed ahead.
The Spring Auction, Goblin Moru had only told him the time.
Not much information was shared, it seems the auction was open to the public.
No strict restrictions.
“Ah, got it!” Fang Hao stroked his chin, pondering if he had anything worth evaluating to make a bit of money at the auction.
With a world so big, surely goods would sell.
Before Fang Hao could ask anything more, Wadey pointed to the side, “Look over there.”
Fang Hao looked to see the sturdy, shorter Dwarves with gray hair and beards.
“I came with the Gray Dwarves for the valuation. After the evaluation of the items, they will even take me to the auction,” Wadey said, somewhat boastfully.
Fang Hao nodded, it was this kind of vassal relationship again.
In truth, when transmigrators arrived, they had shallow roots, and most had to become vassals to some nearby powerful entities to survive.
Not causing malicious harm to other transmigrators wasn’t anything bad.
And those who were vassals often lived even more securely.
Like Wadey, who seemed to be getting along quite well with the Dwarves, dressed in finery with gold rings, and even brought here.
“That’s great, I’m impressed!”
“Hey! You don’t need to feel envious, the Lizardmen are quite nice, but be cautious, I heard these Lizardmen eat people, don’t let them eat you,” whispered Wadey, sneakily glancing at Demitrija not far away.