Yu-Gi-Oh!, the Roar of the Weak

Chapter 374 Auction Begins

“Yes, Mr. White Bone,” the attendant said respectfully. “You are now our esteemed customer, but to ensure the secrecy of the Passion Fruit Auction, we need to administer you a sleeping pill and an elf power suppressant.”

"And since this is your first time attending an auction, as a safety precaution, you will need to inject double the dose."

"Okay," Di Xing readily extended his right hand.

The attendant took a syringe from his pocket with his slender fingers, and Di Xing noticed that he had manicure on his fingernails. This attendant was actually a woman?

Di Xing recalled the information on Qiao Ke's computer, which stated that Bai Xiang Lou was entirely staffed by women. It seemed that this was indeed true.

The attendant skillfully administered the injection to Di Xing, who instantly felt all his strength drain away, and drowsiness surged up from him.

However, for someone who had faced death multiple times, this was not enough; he still had to pretend to be unsteady.

Then the attendant took out a second syringe and injected it into Di Xing again.

This time, the drowsiness didn't intensify, but Di Xing felt that the spiritual power within his body was completely sealed, and he couldn't mobilize it at all.

"Jock, oh no, Mr. Clown, as the recommender, you also need two injections."

Zero, hidden beneath the Jock mask, trembled slightly. The bio-illusion armor she used to impersonate Jock had been solidified for a long time by Di Xing using a large amount of elven power. Even if her own elven power was suppressed, this equipment would not dissipate.

But unlike Zero and Di Xing, who are card spirits, spirit power is her life.

So Lingyi was still filled with concerns, but after thinking about Lushi's perilous situation and glancing at the calm Dixing beside her, she gritted her teeth and resolutely extended her right hand.

After receiving the two injections, Lingyi instantly felt dizzy and her mind became hazy.

She stumbled and almost fell, but luckily Di Xing caught her.

“Jock, you need to get out of your lab and move around more often; you're too weak,” Di Xing said, deliberately using a sarcastic tone.

"Okay~" Lingyi replied vaguely.

Attendants rushed forward to help the two men, blindfolded them, and helped them into the black car.

Then the black car window slowly rolled up, cutting off Di Xing and his companions from their last possible contact with the outside world.

Then, the black car slowly started moving and disappeared into the pitch-black night of Dulun at dusk, like a drop of ink dissolving in an inkwell.

At this moment, Lingyi was extremely nervous inside the car. She couldn't see anything because of the blindfold, and she couldn't feel anything due to the effect of the spirit power suppressant. Coupled with the confined space inside the car, even the battle-hardened Lingyi felt pitiful, weak, and helpless.

She was extremely nervous, and her body began to tremble uncontrollably.

Just then, Di Xing secretly took her hand.

A sense of security washed over me, knowing that I still had my companions by my side!

After the tension subsided, the strong hypnotic effect of the medication immediately took hold, and Lingyi's head began to feel drowsy, as sleepiness enveloped her consciousness like a tide.

Half-asleep, seeking a greater sense of security, she unconsciously groped her way closer to Di Xing, resting her head on his shoulder.

The lingering elven energy on Di Xing's body was like an alluring fragrance to Ling Yi, whose consciousness was currently blurred. She involuntarily clung tightly to Di Xing, even lifting her legs onto his to maximize the contact area.

Lingyi's action jolted Di Xing awake, dispelling much of the drowsiness brought on by the medication. Di Xing struggled to stay awake amidst the temptations of sleep and lust, silently counting in his mind.

The female driver in front, after seeing Zero's actions in the back seat through the rearview mirror, clicked her tongue and said to the attendant beside her, "Everyone says Jock is a zero, and it seems it's true."

"No wonder he seemed so weak," the attendant scoffed. "But keep your voice down, don't let them hear you."

"It's alright, they're probably already asleep. Ha, I really hope all the stinky men in the world can lock themselves up like them, so they won't come and cause us trouble."

"That won't do," the servant grinned slyly. "Then how are we supposed to make money off them?"

......

When Di Xing counted to around 3300, the black car finally stopped.

The attendants respectfully opened the carriage door for Di Xing and his companions, while four female sedan chair bearers carrying two sedan chairs appeared from nowhere.

After Di Xing and Ling Yi were lifted into the sedan chair, the sedan bearers began to weave through the dark alleyways.

Finally, when Di Xing counted to around 3600, his and Ling Yi's blindfolds were removed, revealing that they were now in a luxurious lounge.

After a gorgeously dressed maid injected each of them with a syringe, Di Xing and Ling Yi instantly regained their senses, but they still couldn't use their elven powers.

The maid respectfully told the two, "The effects of the sleeping pills will take about ten more minutes to completely wear off. After that, the Passion Fruit Auction will officially begin. Please rest here for a little longer." Then she bowed and left.

At this moment, Lingyi's brain started working again, and the scene in the car just now flashed through her mind. Her face immediately turned red. "You! You are not allowed to tell anyone what happened in the car just now!"

"Of course I won't tell," Di Xing said awkwardly, scratching his cheek. He figured if he did, he'd probably get another beating from Ai Xiao and the others.

"Remember, this is all for Lu Shi," Di Xing reminded Ling Yi again, lest she get angrier and angrier and come back to hit him.

"Mm," Lingyi nodded.

After confirming with Lingyi that there were no listening devices in the room, Di Xing quickly went over the next battle plan with her again. Ten minutes later, the maid knocked on the door and led them to the auction house.

After passing through a long, narrow corridor that was luxurious but unremarkable and completely disorienting, the two finally entered the auction house.

The auction hall was lavishly decorated, with eight large lights illuminating the central display stand where the auction items were showcased. The surrounding seating was arranged in tiers to ensure customers could clearly see the items, and many eager buyers wearing animal masks had been waiting in those seats for some time.

A mature and beautiful woman in a sexy backless dress walked confidently onto the stage, her large, colorful chrysanthemum tattoo on her fair back quite eye-catching.

"Good evening, esteemed customers. Welcome to tonight's Passion Fruit Auction. I am your auctioneer, Juxiang."

Di Xing had seen this woman's information on Qiao Ke's computer. She was one of the "Twelve Fragrances," the cadre group of the Fragrance Society. Di Xing had wanted to ask them if they would mind recruiting another person surnamed Wang to form a group called "Wang's Thirteen Fragrances."

"Thank you for waiting. Now, let me show you the first item of this auction." Two female staff members pushed in a huge box-shaped object covered with silk.

With a sweeping motion, Juxiang abruptly ripped open the silk, revealing an iron cage beneath, and inside, a pitiful girl with long golden hair, alluring pink wings on her forearms, and trembling all over.

"Lot [Harp Girl]!"