Light.

The light that runs through the heavens and the earth.

In the midst of darkness, there is loneliness and stubbornness.

Like, one of the teenagers.

"Is it him?"

In the depths of the darkness, a white-haired and dark-skinned teenager frowned slightly, his eyes involuntarily searching for something beside Kazama Hiroha.

"Puff~"

A crisp chuckle sounded out suddenly, drawing the young man's gaze back.

"Silly brother, don't look for it~ Your goddess is definitely not here, now it's a newcomer auction." With tired eyes, a trace of confusion suddenly appeared, "I just don't know why she didn't take this child to the 'Firefly Forest', but left it here." ”

The young man's black cheeks flushed imperceptibly with a touch of crimson, and he tilted his head slightly, and snorted softly.

"Maybe this kid made her angry and was thrown here!"

"Wow, my stupid brother is angry because his flirting skills can't compare to others? Do you want my sister to teach you a few tricks? ”

The voice is crisp, but with a bit of ridicule.

"Sister Wang!"

A rare trace of indignation rose on the young man's cold face, and a pair of blood-red eyes re-projected onto the young man in the pillar of light.

"Let's take a look first......"

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Darkness and loneliness, as if endless, hovered around Kazama Hirokazu.

The cacophony of noise, accompanied by burning eyes, slowly eroded from the darkness in all directions.

Kazama raised his head like this, and on his handsome face, only stunned and dazed remained.

"It's ...... What's going on......"

It's not that I want any answer, it's just pure mumbling.

However, there will always be unexpected people, in places you can't see, listening, your voice.

"Hmm! Hmmm! ”

Strange voices came from the side.

Kazama turned his head in surprise.

As far as the eye can see, there is a cheek that is as beautiful as the most perfect work of art—a small and proud nose, pointed ears with an unusually charming charm, lips sealed with duct tape, heroic eyebrows, golden eyes that burn like flames, and red eyes that flow like blood.

"Hull?!"

Almost subconsciously took a step, Kazama looked blankly at the slightly tired girl in front of him, and the stunned look on his face became more and more intense.

"Hmm!"

The delicate face, bursting with excitement, struggled towards Kazama, and then, suddenly, there was a slight pause.

"Huh?"

Kazama tilted his head for some reason, and then, seeing that delicate face, without warning, leaned straight towards his chest.

Breathe, without accident, stop.

This...... What's going on?!

In the pillar of light, Kazama Hiroha's slightly outstretched hands stopped in the air at a loss.

Nephrite jade into the arms, weak and boneless, transparent, the girl's faint fragrance.

"Wow-"

In the darkness, a wave of envious exclamation suddenly erupted.

Then, Kazama felt a razor-like gaze cut through the constraints of space and slashed straight over.

"This elven boy dares to touch my goddess!"

"Woo woo, my goddess is so active, it seems that I am out of luck."

"The young man has a future, I'll shoot him first, hehehehe......"

……

The noise, like a tide, rose in an instant, surging towards the young man in the pillar of light.

"Uh-huh, uh-huh, please don't be impatient."

In the darkness, a slightly magnetic voice sounded at the right time.

"First of all, I would like to express my sincere gratitude to all of you for coming to this monthly freshman auction, which will start soon today's first auction and the most promising group of newcomers that we have carefully selected."

The noise subsided slightly, and then, rising again.

"Hey, you, are you alright?"

Kazama Rising Hakiha, who finally reacted, hurriedly helped the girl who was constantly writhing in his arms up, and then, he saw a pair of heterochromatic eyes that were about to erupt flames, and crawling crimson cheeks.

"Hmm! Hmmm! ”

Hull writhed desperately, trying to break away from Kazama's hands, and the shame on her face grew thicker.

"Uh......"

Moving his gaze down slightly, Kazama finally realized that Hu'er not only had his lips sealed with tape, but even his feet were tightly bound by ribbons, no wonder he had just ......

Inside, there was a sudden faint sense of loss, and Kazama quickly straightened He'er, who was about to break his arm.

"Uh, how could you ......"

"Huh? Guardians? ”

In the darkness, a familiar voice came, crisp and immature.

"Nana?"

Forgot to glance into the darkness with great certainty, which was the direction in which the sound was coming from.

But I couldn't see anything......

Darkness still hangs over there.

If only there was light...... Kazama thought so, looking at the tiny pillar of light around him.

Then, as if in response to Kazama's expectation, the originally lonely beam of light, with Kazama Risingha as the origin, suddenly spun rapidly without warning, spreading, and in an instant, it turned into a huge pillar of light with a diameter of more than ten meters, standing proudly.

Darkness, expelled in an instant.

A large area of light poured down, hitting the pillar of light, and dozens of young boys and girls stood quietly.

Looking up a little dazedly, he looked around, his different faces lowering to himself, silent throughout, only the occasional gentle struggle of his hands and feet, trying to free himself from the ribbon that bound them.

Kazama Yangyu stared at the dozens of figures that appeared in front of him in a daze, and in his ears, a magnetic voice came again, with surging passion.

"Then, next, please take the gold coin in your hand, hold the gold coin card in your hand, and prepare to use your keenest eyes and sharpest operations to capture the hope of your society's future!"

The sound spread little by little, and finally turned into an earth-shattering cheer, which resounded overwhelmingly, and expanded rapidly in an instant, shaking the entire space to a "buzzing" sound.

There was a slight vibration that spread rapidly from Kazama's right wrist, and then, in an instant, it spread all over the body.

The body, gently, floated up, as if it had lost gravity, suspended several meters above the ground.

The air, without warning, began to make a "sizzle" sound.

Immediately afterward, something sticky formed around Kazama's feathers, quickly enveloping his body, and then gradually solidifying.

One piece, one after another, like pieces of Lego bricks, around Kazama's body, gradually spliced together, starting from the feet, little by little, spreading upwards, and finally wrapping the entire body in, leaving only one head still exposed, letting others know that this is a big living person, not a piece of Lego bricks......

Kazama glanced around, dozens of boys and girls were suspended without exception, the ribbons on their hands and feet automatically cracked, and then one by one, they were wrapped into blocks like making zongzi.

Glancing at He'er, who was helpless but seemed to be safe and sound, Kazama Yangyu breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, looking up at a certain direction in the darkness of nothingness, the slightly seductive magnetic voice continued.

"Are you ready, are you all ready? Finally, give everyone three seconds to wipe away your tears of excitement, clench your sweat-stained fists, and get ready for the party! ”

The magnetic sound, louder and more passionate, accompanied by the overwhelming cheers of the audience.

"Three!"

The air, suddenly quiet.

"Two!"

Breathing, gradually heavier.

"One!"

Then, suffocation began.

"Let's go!"

"Boom!"

"I'll give you a gold coin!"

"Two gold coins!"

"Ten gold coins!"

……

Madness, in an instant, was ignited, along with the quiet air.

Countless small square platforms slowly rose from in front of each bidder.

The sound of a large number of gold coins striking resounded in an instant.

Light, the ubiquitous light, is finally blooming in every corner of the world.

Illuminate every inch of space and every figure.

Kazama stared blankly, letting his body begin to descend slowly.

A huge circular plaza, a superimposed auditorium, and a huge dome with almost no end in sight.

Kazama seems to be in an ancient Roman arena, countless bidders who have fallen into frenzy crowd the audience like locusts, shouting frantically below, and in the circular arena below, dozens of freshmen, including themselves, are like gladiators selected by fate, on this battlefield that has attracted the attention of thousands of people, slowly landing, and then, began to perform their own glory.

It's just that, unlike gladiators, their opponents are not each other, but the bidders who are dancing with teeth and claws!

In front of each bidder in the audience, a small square table has appeared, above which is a funnel-shaped pit and a slender slot, and on the left and right sides are a joystick that can be pulled 360 degrees and a red button.

A large number of gold coins were thrown into the funnel-shaped pit by the bidders, and then as they continued to shout, one by one, the gold coins were continuously sucked into the small platform through the holes under the pits, and then, with a "crackling" sound, sparks flashed, and a spherical three-dimensional image appeared on the square platform, reflecting the new birth like a lost lamb in the arena below.

At the same time, a black dot suddenly appeared in the sky above the originally empty arena.

The black dots swirled rapidly, gradually expanding, like a slowly blooming rose of death, carrying darkness and destruction.

Then, when it finally fully bloomed, the black rose suddenly began to spin rapidly, bigger and bigger, more and more urgent, and finally, at a certain moment, there was a "rumbling" sound, and a cold steel claw, dragging a long steel cable, like a huge steel snake, slowly, extended from its interior!