Nothing like a high tower master, if an ordinary low- and middle-level wizard is buried in another world, the academy may be left alone, not to mention that no information has been sent back.

"Is there any Baipu Academy League?" Luo Ke said in surprise when he heard her words.

If it weren't for the Baipu Academy League, the information about the Gray Mist Tower wouldn't have come so quickly.

"Most of the Nanchuan League are in the process, with many low-level wizards and a small number of intermediate-level wizards." Timothy said with a serious expression on his face.

Anyone can think that there must be some involvement behind it. But among the wizards who were hit, Quelsay has the highest level, so it is hard to say that things have nothing to do with him.

So, what is the Lord Quelseta playing in it?

"Is the Lord of Quelse Tower approaching his life span?" Rock asked.

"The Lord Ameliata said that he is 831 years old, but wizards rarely live to the end of their lifespan." Timothy responded.

The lifespan of a third-level wizard is about one thousand years. There will always be various situations on the way to the witch, either experiments, curses, or soul burning, which will shorten the lifespan of a wizard, and it is not surprising that it will be reduced by more than a hundred years.

"It's really bad news." Rock said with an ugly face. Despite some speculations, the situation was really bad, and he couldn't help but sigh.

A wizard who is close to his lifespan is the most irrational and dangerous, and will undoubtedly bring greater variables to the mission. The worst case is that Quelsey is not allowed to save them at all, everything is just to attract them into the game.

The two of them were speechless and could only take one step at a time.

As night came, it was approaching zero, and there were still ten minutes left. Timothy signaled to him and walked out the door.

"Teacher, why don't I go?" Rock couldn't help but say.

"Wait for me." Timothy said without looking back, his figure disappeared at the door and the door closed automatically.

Luo Ke sat down helplessly because his mentor was so strong.

This was originally a task for the mentor, and her strength level exceeded her, so she would definitely not be able to resist her when she was in danger.

Outside the hotel, the air gradually became anxious, as if a storm was coming.

Timothy slipped out of the hotel and wandered on one side of the street like a ghost, turning around and coming to the agreed location, a ruined ruin.

A figure flew towards us, and the two stopped cautiously, looked at each other, and keenly discovered that the other party and themselves were the same type of people, most likely to be for inquiries.

The two entered the broken hall from both sides.

"Someone is here again. Are you not going to come out yet?" someone in the hall shouted impatiently.

It turned out that there were several people in the hall, and you could tell that it was for the same purpose just by looking at the appearance.

Seeing this, Timothy found a place and waited silently.

In the next few minutes, people came one after another. In addition to someone urging me to say a word or two, everyone tacitly found a place to hide.

As time goes by, the burning feeling in the air becomes stronger and stronger.

"Welcome to everyone. It coincides with the 20-year auction of the General City. There are so many messages. I decided to change the game with you. The day before the auction of the branch city, two hours before 0:00, go to the Heidi Lane on 9th Street, where there is a 'Gambling and Fighting' hall, where there is what you want."

The sound rang quietly and was clearly conveyed to everyone in the hall.

"Damn it, dare to play with me."

Before the words could be finished, the two of them flew towards the direction where the sound came out, but unfortunately they rushed into the air, and the sound changed to another position and continued to announce it.

After the announcement was completed, the voice became silent.

In the distance, the thunder began to spread, from far to near.

"Damn it, don't let me find you."

Some people scolded a few words, but no one dared to delay unless they wanted to be washed away by thunder.

"Everyone, if you want to exchange news tomorrow at 10 o'clock, you might as well come here to gather." After leaving the hall, a hoarse voice suggested.

"Ke." Hearing this, there were three or three words echoing.

As thunder pounced on the city, a group of people quickly disappeared on the streets.

The same goes for Timothy, who just returned to the hotel before the thunder came.

"How?" Rock stood up and asked.

"A willful guy seems to want to achieve something, or to reap a resource first." Timothy told the whole story.

"So, someone secretly sent a message and agreed to exchange messages at 6 a.m., but it's not easy." Rock said with a frown.

"No matter what, you have to do something to stir up the situation and find some clues in it." Timothy said calmly.

This is true, I am afraid that things will always follow the rules of the business, so they really have no other chance to do anything.

"Let's go together," Rock said.

This time Timothy did not object, and she couldn't figure out what would happen. It was estimated that the people behind the betting and fighting hall would not allow such a transaction.

The thunder continued until the morning. In the end, the lightning had not dissipated. The two were about to leave the hotel when a knock sounded again outside the door, just as the rhythm before.

Timothy quickly rushed to the door and opened it. There was another piece of paper falling slowly outside the door.

‘Haha, I kindly remind you that in the Kuba plane, anyone who dares to privately discloses the information of the business will inevitably suffer a curse. This article has been written into the plane regulations.

If you still want to participate in the auction, please do not exchange information from the business at will, otherwise the consequences will be---'

Seeing the content on the note, the two looked at each other with a slightly dark face. It would rather be believed in such a thing than not.

"The control is really strict. Have the mentors come to this kind of wandering business world before?" Rock asked after a while of silence.

"No, you want to ask why this kind of unscrupulous business world attracts people? Right?" Timothy shook his palm and the note collapsed into powder.

"A little curious." Rock nodded. If it were him, he would definitely not look down on such a bad place.

"Because it can trade anything, it is real. As long as it can pay enough, the wandering business world does not exist alone, but also a powerful alliance involving a vast range of things.

Moreover, not everyone can easily find trading places like Saint Bridge City like you.” Timothy said slowly.

Since the business world is so rules, the two of them did not act rashly.

The night before the auction, the two of them left the hotel as they said, and they changed into another appearance on the way, heading to the "Gambling and Fighting" Hall.

The layout of the venue has changed, leaving only the arena and the disc-shaped area for unboxing.

"A battlefield similar to the ancient arena, this kind of killing game is really a popular trend in all worlds." Rock muttered in his heart.

It is a relatively cost-effective transaction to use the information needed by the guests to try to send them to the arena.

The rules are written on the stone tablet on one side of the arena. At the same level, the arena provides corresponding beast fighting. Win one game and get a random top-secret auction message. Win three games and specify the category of items. Win five games and get any related information.

Limited to two hours.
Chapter completed!