The end of the world starts from the global copy

People in the world are also wise and don't say dark words. He bluntly said that the Security Bureau can't afford the price of the medicinal cultivation system, but Lu Ming thinks it doesn't matter.

"Then owe it first."

This really doesn't matter.

The stronger the Security Bureau, the more help Lu Ming can get.

After all, Lu Ming's position is destined to be the same as that of the Security Bureau - the Security Bureau must ensure that the real world cannot be lost, and Lu Ming needs to prevent evil gods from entering the arena prematurely. There is no stronger ally than this.

The world thought about it, and smiled: "Then it couldn't be better."

"And don't worry, I won't let you suffer."

He put away the Immortal Flame and Fragmentation Blade, and turned his head to look at the documents and materials that filled most of the office. After thinking for a moment, the world said: "It just so happens that I haven't been to the trading room yet, I think, I You should be able to exchange something you need from the boss. What do you want most?"

"Gold skill points."

"Well, this Sunday, I will give you a satisfactory explanation."

And Sunday happened to be the time for the degenerate corpse auction.

Thinking about that day, for Lu Ming, it is destined to be a harvest day.

……

After handing over the things to the world, Lu Ming had temporarily disposed of the loot. He was about to leave, but the world stopped Lu Ming again.

"One more thing, Chapman wants you to follow him into a dungeon."

"The time is tentatively scheduled for next Monday, and he has paid one-third of the salary in advance."

While talking, the world took out a small bottle containing black powder from the drawer. Seeing this, Lu Ming stepped forward without saying a word, and took the bottle in his hand.

After confirming that the item was determined to be the ashes of the dead, Lu Ming put it in the inventory, looked up at the world, and the world had already spoken without Lu Ming asking.

"Basically no problem... I mean Chapman's purpose. He won't cheat you, but I'm not sure how dangerous that copy is."

"That's enough, tell him I'll take it."

After speaking, Lu Ming turned around with his things and left.

After going downstairs and getting into Xiao Gao's car, Lu Ming returned home.

And the next few days will be a short leisure time.

Lu Ming ate and drank well every day, sometimes went shopping with hope, and sometimes practiced the ability of the emotional magician system at home. Soon, it was Sunday.

On this day, Lu Ming was lying on the bed. When he felt that the invitation card on the bedside was slightly hot, Lu Ming activated the voucher between transactions.

With the emergence of the light path, Lu Ming arrived in the trading room not long after.

The boss stood in the center of the room. When he saw Lu Ming's figure, the boss smiled slightly, bowed and made a "please" gesture.

Following the boss' gestures, Lu Ming saw the half-open door behind the boss.

Walking into it, Lu Ming came to a slightly empty room.

The room is not big, with eight sofas arranged in a circle, surrounding a transparent petri dish-like object in the center.

In the petri dish, a three-meter-tall but headless corpse was floating and sinking in the transparent liquid.

The corpse had golden skin, compact and firm muscles, and a perfect proportion of male and female figures. Even without a head, it still had an unspeakable charm.

"A fine work of art, isn't it?"

The voice came from not far away, Lu Ming turned his head, and saw a well-dressed man in a suit, about thirty years old, looking at him with a smile.

The man's smile conveyed goodwill, but for some reason, under the man's gaze, Lu Ming always felt uncomfortable...

It's like being targeted by a natural enemy...

Slightly nodding in response to the man, Lu Ming saw that the man's smile was even better.

"Hello, this... Mr. who is not strong. My name is Richard, the boss's guest. Of course, I prefer to be called a collector than the name Richard."

After the collector finished speaking like this, he turned his head again and looked at the degraded corpse in amazement. Lu Ming thought about it, and replied out of politeness: "My name is Lu Ming."

The collector stopped talking to Lu Ming.

Lifting his legs, Lu Ming came to sit on the sofa a little far away from the collector. After looking around, he found that only himself and the collector were present.

About a minute later, another person entered the room.

is the world.

After eye contact, the two didn't talk much about anything else. The World took the initiative to sit on Lu Ming's right hand side, picked up the magazine on the coffee table, and looked at it casually.

Another 1 minutes later.

Another person walked into the room.

This person is tall and burly, with a bare upper body, and his skin is covered with rock-like patterns, which don't seem to be inscribed the day after tomorrow, but seem to be born naturally.

As the person approached, a mountain-like aura fell on everyone's heads. The collector frowned slightly, and the world also put down the magazine. The two turned their heads to look at the strong man.

He sat next to the collector.

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The strong man didn't introduce himself.

Collector, he lost the kindness and talk that he had when he first met Lu Ming. The three of them, including the world, looked at each other briefly, but then looked away.

This could be...

In the risk-free area, I saw the prudence, temptation, and tacit understanding of the strong at the same level.

An abrupt, subtle voice fell into Lu Ming's ears.

"They're all close to evil gods."

is the voice of the world.

Lu Ming nodded imperceptibly - the boss told Lu Ming about this, but the boss didn't seem to inform the other participants.

The atmosphere at the scene was a bit depressing.

But when Antonio walked into the room, the oppressive atmosphere disappeared in an instant.

"Hi, my friends! Of course, collectors are not included, you bastard... why haven't you died yet?"

As a big profiteer, Antonio must be socially awesome.Even though he has never seen the world, he still dares to call it brother and brother... But Antonio has a rare attitude towards collectors.

Seeing Antonio, the collector also restrained the smile on his face. He snorted coldly, as if he was too lazy to quarrel with Antonio.

This is wise.

Because people like Antonio are a bit of a shrew, the more you talk to him, the more energetic he will be, but if you ignore him, he will have nothing to say.

Seeing that the collector was silent, Antonio groaned and sat on the other side of Lu Ming. Before Lu Ming could speak, Antonio had already said carelessly.

"Brother, let's meet again... If you want me to tell you, what kind of auction will you hold? Just sell this corpse to me, and we can still negotiate the price."

It may be that after going back, he feels that he has missed a hundred million. At this moment, Antonio still wants to fool Lu Ming, grabbing the hope that is so slim that it almost does not exist, so as to get a big deal.

Lu Ming had to sigh.

"Antonio, if you say that, everyone knows that I am the seller of this auction."

Sure enough, as soon as Antonio finished speaking, the collector and the big man had already turned their attention.

The direct gaze of the evil god did make Lu Ming feel a little pressure.

Antonio waved his hand indifferently: "Relax my friend, no one can kill you in this place. And leave this place... Tch, they dare to trouble you? Don't forget that you are a player! "

This is interesting...

From the corner of his eyes, he glanced at the collector and the big man, and Lu Ming could see that when they heard the word player, the collector and the big man squinted their eyes and frowned, but the same thing was that they both retracted their gazes and stopped observing Lu Ming. , as if thinking that Lu Ming is a disaster star.

This scene made Lu Ming puzzled, and the world beside him squinted slightly, not knowing what to think of.

Antonio continued: "So..."

Lu Ming shook his head to express his refusal. Antonio wanted to say something more, but saw another person walk into the room.

The knocking sound of "pata" and "pata" resounded in everyone's ears. If you didn't see him, you should smell his fragrance first.

The strange aroma came out, as if with magical power, making everyone turn their heads to look at the door.

You can see a young woman in a long green dress, high heels, and a thin veil walking slowly towards her.

The veil covered the woman's face, so everyone could only see her proud figure and light green hair.Coupled with that pleasant fragrance, for some reason, Lu Ming suddenly felt that this woman was very attractive to him.

"so beautiful……"

"Am I more beautiful?"

Another voice came from the door.

The same sound of high heels hitting the ground, but with a different aroma...

The familiar voice made Lu Ming tremble.

He looked at the latter and nodded slowly: "Ms. Gaia, we meet again."

"Yeah, we meet again."

Gaia stepped on the height of the sky, and a black gauze skirt also made her figure more uneven. She was chatting with Lu Ming, but her eyes were fixed on the woman in green without blinking.

"You haven't answered me yet, is she as beautiful as me?"

At this time, can we still hit the Shura field?

Lu Ming opened his mouth, but didn't know how to answer this question...

Fortunately, Antonio is a tough guy.

It may be due to different races and different aesthetics. Antonio was very dissatisfied with the two women who interrupted his bargaining with Lu Ming.

he grumbled.

"A plant, a will of the world, they are all non-human things, and they are still competing here. Something is wrong!"

It's not loud, but it's not completely silent either.

No swear words, but extremely insulting indeed.

All the men present looked at Antonio, but Antonio just pinched his nostrils, as if he didn't understand what he did wrong...

The woman in green let out a light laugh. She covered her mouth with her hand, and her every move revealed aura and beauty.

"Mr. Antonio is as straightforward as ever..."

While talking, the woman in green walked, and soon, she walked to an empty sofa and sat down.

Behind her, Gaia snorted coldly, but she rarely restrained her inherent arrogance—maybe she also noticed that the group of people present were not easy to mess with.

So, just like that, seven people sat on eight sofas.

Lu Ming, The World, The Collector, Antonio, The Big Man, The Woman In Green, Gaia.

Seeing that the eighth person hadn't arrived yet, the old man Antonio came up to Lu Ming in a wretched way.

Lu Ming stopped the topic first.

"That corpse will definitely be auctioned. If you really like it, you can compete fairly with everyone here."

"That's not what I want to say..."

Antonio's aggrieved appearance even made Lu Ming feel a little guilty. He smiled stiffly and listened to Antonio's words again.

"That, the collector, my old opponent... He is a very good collector, and he must be a treasure. This means that he has a lot of good things in his hands. This time he came to the auction, it should be I want to take this evil god's corpse and make it my own collection."

Lu Ming nodded while listening. It was not until Antonio finished that Lu Ming said solemnly: "Thank you."

Antonio knew Lu Ming's player status.

And from Antonio's words just now, Lu Ming could hear that in the eyes of these people, the player's identity seemed to be special—maybe it was because of this speciality that Antonio was preparing to have a relationship with Lu Ming as a near-evil god...

A profiteer is also a businessman, and a businessman must know how to invest. Just because Lu Ming can auction off the corpse of the evil god, Lu Ming has investment value.

This made Lu Ming not sure whether Antonio was serious about bargaining with him just now, or whether he just wanted to chat with him more and deepen his relationship.

However, he was sure that at this moment, Antonio was talking to him about the identities of these people, which was obviously an expression of relationship.