Infinite Stream: Fox Cub's Black Cat Gachapon Game

Wenren Yihan was afraid of alerting the enemy, so he asked a new train attendant from Group A in advance.

After all, Feng Ling is just a player who entered the game yesterday, and he only knows the outlines of some things, so he still has to listen to what the "natives" say.

The penultimate carriage is usually locked and not open to passengers. Since the train police in Group A are only responsible for the front half of the carriage, they do not have the right to enter the last two carriages.

The new conductor once wanted to open it out of curiosity and got scolded by the conductor.

However, the flight attendants in Group B were allowed to enter and exit freely.

"I'm sorry Miss, I can't let you in..."

Gong Chi and Wenren Huzai had just walked seven or eight steps into the room when the waiter at the door stopped Lu Zhen, who had lost the invitation letter.

"I'm a security guard at the auction venue. I just accidentally left the invitation somewhere. If you don't let me in now, what if something goes wrong when the auction starts and we don't have enough staff?"

Upon hearing that he was denied entry, the green poison refused to give in and took out his flight attendant ID and some other documents in the hope that the waiter would let him in.

But rules are rules, and waiters are paid to do their jobs. How could they allow a guest without an invitation to enter the auction?

Besides, this is not a formal auction, so it is better to be safe than sorry.

Gong Chi did not turn around. A fluffy fox head was resting on his shoulder.

"The flight attendants from Group B are actually responsible for the security of the auction."

"Well, I just observed that among those security guards patrolling the venue wearing uniform masks, several of them should be flight attendants from Group B."

Group B is definitely not innocent.

The man and woman at the door continued to argue, and Wenren Huzai and his "special seat" sat down quietly.

"She's not going to tear that janitor to pieces, is she?"

Unable to resist the waiter, the green poisonous snake used its hands and feet to stick to the person, looking as ferocious as a spider that had caught its food.

"That guy is so stupid that he didn't even know his props were stolen. What's the point of him playing dirty now? Be careful not to fall down..."

Gong Chi pressed Wenren Hucub's head back into his arms.

It's so small that it has to struggle to straighten its hind legs to lie on my shoulder. What if it falls and gets hurt?

The interior is a very distinctive oval structure, with an auction table about 30 centimeters elevated in the center.

The auctioneer, dressed in a slim black tuxedo, was introducing the third lot with great interest. The lights in the entire carriage were focused on the blue and white bowl in front of him.

The light surrounding the guests participating in the auction was extremely dim.

“Ugly.”

Because they arrived too late, the man and the fox could only sit at the outermost edge and whisper to each other's ears.

The fox claw patted the mask given by the waiter on Gong Chi's face, and Wenren Fox Cub couldn't help but comment on it.

Why is it a squirrel with a big red flower? And it’s only half of the face, capturing just the two big white teeth of the squirrel. So you can’t even see Gong Chi’s handsome face.

"You run into my arms every day and use me like a tow truck, thinking I don't know. Now you think I'm ugly. Isn't it too late?"

Blaming the conscienceless Wenren fox cub, Gong Chi looked into his light-colored eyes and waited for his answer.

"You heard it wrong...it's handsome..."

Hu Hu felt guilty. How did Gong Chi know that he was treating her like a tow truck?

With a snort of laughter, Gong Chi didn't say much. It would be difficult to deal with the matter if he continued to pursue the issue and made the little fox stop sleeping with him.

"170 million three times... then lot 2A is now in the pocket of this lady..."

Number 2? Isn't this the third one?

Recovering his attention from the jokes with Gong Chi, the Wenren fox cub crossed his front paws and sat on Gong Chi's legs very seriously, observing the scene on the auction table.

Without going through any further procedures, the auctioneer on the stage had the blue and white bowl taken away and given to the lady.

The lady who received the blue and white porcelain item seemed to sob twice.

She did not take good care of the bowl that she had bought at a high price, but threw it aside as if it were an unnecessary item.

Instead, he carefully peeled off the number plate with "2A" written in large letters on it and stuck it to his chest.

It has a bit of the meaning of buying the box and returning the pearl.

The lady's excitement seemed to be about to overflow from her chest. Wenren Fox Cub saw that her lips were trembling under the half-face mask, and then she hugged the man who was accompanying her.

"The first lot was numbered '0O', and then it skipped '1' and sold two '2' lot numbers in a row."

Gong Chi lowered his voice to avoid arousing suspicion from the guest sitting next to him, who might have missed the effective clues because of his ugly mask.

"Do you understand now, little fox?"

In preparation for a certain fox's fur to stand on end, Gong Chi patiently stroked its soft fur over and over again.

"What is being auctioned is not the porcelain and copper furnace on the stage, but the numbers that come with the auction items."

According to Qidie, the children who could not be matched with the adoptive parents in the orphanage were almost all under ten years old, and the age range of the organ matches in the information he stole was also concentrated in this range.

If we break down the auction item “0O” into its components, it actually means a child whose age is 0 and whose blood type is O.

The reason why "1" is skipped and two "2s" are followed is that there is no child aged 1 in the last carriage of the train, but there are two 2-year-olds.

These gorgeously dressed guests were not attending an ordinary auction of items, but an auction of children's organs full of blood and sin.

[The player does not get the clue from the Mad Hatter: the truth about the auction.

Money can buy a lot of things meow.

Money can buy delicious food, beautiful women, and clothes embellished with gems and gold.

Money can buy people's bottom line.

Money can buy people's conscience.

Look at the audience here. They are so noble that they can spend a lot of money with just a wave of their hands.

But beneath the bright and beautiful clothes, there were maggots and lice crawling around, emitting a foul smell.

Money can't buy you the righteous indignation over this.

The amount of Gacha coins settled in this game has increased, and the probability of receiving camp gifts has increased. 】

The silent Gong Chi pressed the miniature camera disguised as a pen.

Less than ten "items" were sold in the entire auction.

The guests were not interested in the numbers without letters.

The auction was over and most people had left the second carriage. The auctioneer, who was standing in the middle counting the number tags, looked distracted.

"You go first."

Wenren the fox cub was about to jump out of the man's arms. He wanted to see if he had a chance to enter the last carriage.

"sure?"

Gong Chi has been in the game for quite some time, and he even let Duan Ran, who only has mediocre skills, run free.

But at this moment, he became fussy towards Wenren Yihan, whose skills were countless times better than his.