Chapter 26

The two days passed quickly. During these two days, apart from a few ordinary martial artists who used their secret manuals to exchange for some gold, no one else came.

Zhou Yang was also happy to have a break. These two days, he and Bulma had been fully preparing for the auction, as the auction would last for two days. Zhou Yang had to prepare food and accommodation for these people, of course, this was also an excellent opportunity to make money.

The low-level buffet area mostly featured street snacks from Luoyang, costing ten taels of silver per person. The mid-level buffet area cost one tael of gold per person, offering ordinary meals customized by Bulma on Dragon Ball Earth. The high-level buffet area cost one hundred taels of gold per person, serving high-end banquet food from the Dragon Ball world.

The price of accommodation was even higher.

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The sky was a clear, bright blue, with a few white clouds drifting lazily in the breeze.

Inside the National Master's Mansion.

"Caomengde, Xun Gongda, listen to my order. I command you two to lead the Eight Commandants of the Western Garden to immediately take control of Luoyang's defenses and all streets. From now on, fighting in Luoyang is strictly prohibited. Any violators will be executed without mercy." Zhou Yang swept his gaze over the hall, where the cavalry camp's civil and military officials stood, and announced loudly.

The auction would start at eight o'clock and officially begin at two in the afternoon.

Most of these clients were martial arts experts with deep-seated historical grievances, making it easy for conflicts to arise. Zhou Yang had to ensure their safety; otherwise, the credibility of the Multiverse Tower would be lost, and no one would dare to bring their treasures here for transactions in the future.

Cao Cao, dressed in black armor, and Xun Yu, dressed in a scholar's robe, stepped forward, "Understood."

"Lu Fengxian, listen to my order. I command you to lead the first camp of the cavalry to patrol the eastern part of the city."

"Sun Wentai, listen to my order. I command you to lead the second camp of the cavalry to patrol the southern part of the city."

"Liu Xuande, listen to my order. I command you to lead the third camp of the cavalry to patrol the western part of the city."

"Xiahou Yuan, listen to my order. I command you to lead the fourth camp of the cavalry to patrol the northern part of the city."

"Jia Wenhe, listen to my order. I command you to lead the fifth camp of the cavalry to remain in the city, ready to respond at any time."

The group of civil and military officials accepted their orders and quickly left.

"Zizhong, will you be in charge of this auction?" Zhou Yang turned to look at Mi Zhu, whose face was somewhat nervous.

"Zizhong will do his best," Mi Zhu said, his voice slightly trembling. He had already heard about this auction, which involved characters from the Three Thousand Worlds coming here to trade, and he would be in charge of this grand event, which would be remembered for generations.

Moreover, he was not the only one chosen. Zhen Jiang, one of the Zhen sisters, was his biggest rival. The Zhen family had always wanted to break away from their business lineage; her two elder brothers had both been recommended as filial and honest officials and held government positions, not participating in the family business. After her father fell ill, Zhen Jiang, a woman, had taken over the vast Zhen family, making her a formidable opponent.

Zhen Jiang and her sister, standing nearby, had slightly dim eyes.

Zhou Yang did not speak. After all, they were women, and although they managed the Zhen family's business, they mostly operated behind the scenes. In the public eye, they might act cautiously, making them unsuitable for the front stage. They could only coordinate behind the scenes.

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The sun rose high, emitting a gentle heat, and the entire city of Luoyang was bustling with people, gradually becoming lively.

Yue Buqun followed the surging crowd to the entrance of a massive, imposing mansion.

Behind the crowd, Yue Buqun raised his head, and the three gilded characters on the mansion gate came into view.

"Multiverse Tower!"

Heh!

Yue Buqun exhaled a heavy breath and turned to walk towards a nearby inn. At the street intersections, fully armed iron cavalry with long spears patrolled expressionlessly, exuding a killing aura. In the shadows, Yue Buqun also noticed some powerful crossbows, emitting a cold, menacing light.

"Let me rest for a while."

Yue Buqun's face was slightly weary. He had secretly visited the "Lin Family Escort Agency" and then spent the remaining time suppressing three groups of bandits, leaving him quite exhausted.

He directly found a secluded corner on the first floor of an inn and sat down. The private rooms upstairs, he had just learned, each cost a hundred taels of gold.

He didn't care about silver, but gold could be exchanged for value points, and he was reluctant to waste even one tael.

"This inn's business is really good; even the private rooms are all booked, but the food tastes great." Yue Buqun watched as several groups of people, unable to get private rooms, had to sit downstairs like him.

Martial artists had large appetites, and the food was delicious. After running around everywhere, Yue Buqun had already eaten three people's worth of food.

Yue Buqun asked the waiter who brought him the food, "When does the auction start?"

The system had told them the time to participate, but he didn't know the exact start time.

The waiter, feeling a chill, knew that those who could attend the auction were all wealthy individuals. The person in front of him was probably not from the Han Dynasty but from another world. "Sir, the Multiverse Tower auction will start in three hours."

"Three hours, then I'll wait. Here's a tip for you." Yue Buqun threw a piece of silver, weighing about three or four taels, to the waiter. He had obtained a lot of gold and silver from the bandit camps.

"Thank you, sir. If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave." The waiter took the silver and, not recognizing the metal, thought it might be money from another world. Even if it wasn't valuable, it would be enough to boast to others.

"You can go about your business."

The waiter hadn't walked far when Yue Buqun heard an angry voice inside the inn.

"All the private rooms are full? What a joke! Am I, the first warrior of Manchuria, supposed to sit with those lowly people to eat?"

"Sir, the private rooms are really all full. If you wait a bit longer, I think some of the guests will finish eating." The waiter, seeing the fierce, bald-headed man with a long braid, was very respectful but secretly thought, "What a bumpkin, with such an ugly hairstyle?"

"Hmph, I give you one cup of tea to find me a private room, or I'll make an example of you." The fierce man, looking disgusted, would have thrown these Han people in jail if he weren't on sacred ground.

He was a regent and the tutor to the crown prince, second only to the emperor and above ten thousand others. Who could make him wait for a meal, not even the little emperor.

The waiter was very troubled. Those who could enter the private rooms were all important figures from various worlds, and a meal cost a hundred taels of gold. This bumpkin was really causing trouble.

"Wait a moment, I'll ask the innkeeper." The waiter, not daring to make a decision, quickly ran to the back.

"Are you Ao Bai?" A man in a golden dragon robe, with a slightly pale face, stepped out of a private room, followed by four cold-faced imperial guards, looking coldly at the arrogant, fierce man.

"Yes, I am Ao Bai. Who are you?" Ao Bai was a bit puzzled. The dragon robe in front of him looked very similar to that of the previous dynasty.

Could he be an emperor from another world?

"I am Zhu Youjian." The Chongzhen Emperor gritted his teeth. Ao Bai had always been at the forefront of the battlefield, killing countless Ming generals.

"Ha ha ha... I wondered who it was. So, it's the Chongzhen Emperor. Even though we might not be from the same world, I still have some good news for you. Your great Ming Dynasty has been taken by our noble Manchu people."

Ao Bai mocked, not fearing that the Chongzhen Emperor would know. He only became famous after Yuan Chonghuan's death. Since the Chongzhen Emperor had heard of his name as the first warrior of Manchuria, it meant Yuan Chonghuan was dead, and no one in the Ming Dynasty could match the Qing cavalry, only making a last stand.

Yue Buqun, eating nearby, changed his expression. Could it be that their Ming Dynasty would be destroyed by this strangely dressed race in the future?

"Iron Hand, bring the man downstairs here." In a private room, a man with a mustache and slightly white hair frowned.

"Sky's End, bring the man downstairs here." In another private room, a man in black and gold robes, with a cold expression, ordered the man beside him.

At the same time, outside the inn, a man with long eyebrows raised his eyebrows and stepped towards the inn.