[ No Fighting Is Allowed. ]
[ The Grand Auction Hall is a beacon of civilization and order amidst the chaos of our world. It is a place where strategy, wit, and foresight reign supre—not brute force. To ensure a fair and honorable environnt for all, the following disciplinary asures are in place:
First Offense:
Any act of aggression or combat within the confines of the Auction Grounds will result in the imdiate forfeiture of all your accumulated points. This penalty is non-negotiable and will be enforced without exception.
Second Offense:
Should any Survivor choose to disregard this warning and commit a second violation, they will face the ultimate sanction: teleportation back to the Apocalypse World and banned from future Auction Events.
Additional Guidelines:
Verbal Altercations: Disputes must be resolved through dialogue or diation. Raising one's voice is permitted only in the spirit of the auction.
Security Protocols: Surveillance by the system's overseers will be constant. Any sign of misconduct will be addressed posthaste.
Let us rember: The Grand Auction Hall is more than a marketplace; it is a testant to our collective will to rise above the savagery. Here, we trade not only in goods but in the currency of hope and collaboration. ]
[ May the auctions proceed with integrity and honor. Bid boldly, bid wisely, and may the spirit of camaraderie prevail over all. ]
A tall figure wearing a Doctor's Garb leaned against a pillar, chuckling softly to himself. "We will be civilized folk today, it seems…" He mutterd, the light catching the glint of amusent in his eyes.
It seed that he was expecting this place to be chaotic, but this sudden announcent from the System broke it all.
Nearby, a woman with a tool belt wrapped around her waist nodded thoughtfully. "Order is what we need, not more chaos. Losing points would be… unfortunate…" She said, her voice tinged with the gravity of understanding.
"What a bumr…"
A whisper, almost lost in the din, ca from a lean figure whose hands rested casually on the hilts of her twin blades. "I thought I could loot more here… Well, it's still good that they reminded us about that instead of surprising us once we killed soone…" She muttered to a companion beside her, her stance relaxed yet ready.
Shane heard these comnts and he wasn't too surprised that there are many people expecting that a battle could happen here.
Well, all of them probably knew that it was possible to loot human corpses as well.
"Mhmm?" Shane shifted his attention to elsewhere…
Cloud actually detected this person as half-human!
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A man with eyes like an eagle surveyed the crowd, his gaze sharp and calculating.
"Are they serious about the rules? Tsk… I wonder how they'll keep watch over us all…" He pondered aloud, skepticism threading through his tone. It was as if he wanted to commit a cri and challenge the system where he would be seen.
Just then, laughter bubbled up from a group gathered around the area leading to the market...
"Hahaha! Since fighting is not allowed, then we can safely take all the items here!" He declared, his confidence infectious.
A seasoned warrior, scars etched into his skin like a map of battles past, spoke in a low rumble to his comrades. "Keep cool, everyone. Points are precious, and we can't afford to lose them… We'll work together and show that the ROTK Clan is the best!" He reminded them, his voice the calm in a storm.
"Hmph… Is that the ROTK Clan? Then that warrior must be Silas… That person with Legendery Talent…"
"Yes, I wonder if he already t with Travis… That guy was also proud of his Legendary Talent."
"Don't be like them… You have to ensure that your talent will not be know by anyone."
These words were spoken by other Survivors who were also observing and familiarizing with other people.
Nonetheless, all of this ruckus didn't matter to one of the top players in the First Region.
A red-haired woman with a mark of a baby dragon on her hand simply headed straight to the Bidding Market.
"I ca to bid, not to brawl. There's been enough fighting out there… Let's quickly find so decent items…" She spoke softly as if she was talking to soone else. Needless to say, she was Raze Curtis, and the mark on her hand was the baby dragon she could call out anyti.
As she was walking, she noticed a familiar figure…
The woman was wearing a beautiful dress, as if she were about to go to a ball!
Although she didn't seem like a Survivor who was fighting against Zombies in the Fiend Continent, she appeared to be soone who was going to attend a ball… No, she seed to be prepared to go to the Auction event!
She certainly fit the occasion if not for the fact that they were all fighting against Zombies once they were outside this place!
She was definitely Clarissa, one of the first few Survivors who had quickly reached level 2. She had a Telekinesis talent and Raze recognized her since she chatted before that she had obtained a beautiful red dress in the chat!
Raze then heard her say sothing as if she was complaining.
"Teleported back and banned in the even just for fighting? That's harsh. But fair, I suppose…" Clarissa muttered.
As everyone confird that the place they had entered seed to be divided into three areas, the Grand Auction Hall, the Bidding Market as the signage says, and the Survivor Hall, another notification appeared.
[ Welco to the Triad of Auction Events! ]
[ Survivors, the mont has arrived to showcase your acun in the art of bidding. Three distinct auction events await your participation. Here are the rules and details for each event:
Market Bazaar Bidding:
Location: The expansive market area.
Procedure: All items are displayed in stalls for your perusal. Place your bids on any item of interest.
Duration: Bidding for each item lasts 2 hours.
Winning: The highest bid at the end of the duration secures the item.
Grand Auction Hall Gala:
Location: The majestic Grand Auction Hall.
Main Event: This is the centerpiece of today's activities, featuring 100 premium items and will start at 1300 hours
Duration: The event will span 3 hours.
Participation: All Survivors are welco to bid in this prestigious event.
Survivor's Exchange:
Location: Adjacent to the Auction Hall is the dedicated building for Survivor-to-Survivor auctions.
Process: Survivors can offer their personal items for auction to their peers.
Catalog Inclusion: Once an item is registered for auction, it will be listed in the catalog.
Duration: Bidding for these items will be open for 1 hour.
Additional Information:
Bidding Incrents: Minimum bid incrents will be specified for each item.
Paynt: All winning bids must be settled imdiately with the System's Currency or Points.
Item Collection: Items won can be collected at the designated pickup area post-auction. ]
[ Prepare for a day of strategic bidding and seize the opportunities that lie within. May the best Survivor prevail! ]
"Ohhh… So it was like that… No wonder this place looked so big." Shane muttered as he heard several gasps from other Survivors around him.
For him, the rules were clear-cut, a ga within a ga, and he felt a thrill at the challenge they presented.
The first event, the Market Bazaar Bidding, appealed to his strategic mind. He could already envision himself weaving through the stalls, placing bids with a decent item. Well, his A.I. Assistant would be keen for undervalued treasures that others might overlook!
'I'm sure there are hidden treasures there…' Shane thought.
Nonetheless, he knew that the main event in the Grand Auction Hall was where he would shine, he was sure of it.
With the points he had amassed, he was in a pri position to claim so of the most coveted items. He could feel the anticipation building, as he and a thousand others prepared to enter the grandeur of the hall.
The third event, the Survivor's Exchange, intrigued him the most.
'I don't think there will be plenty of people who will participate in this event. After all, if they have unused items, they'll just convert them already… Ah, wait… Perhaps we could resell items here?' Shane thought as he realized the others might use this opportunity to win items in the Grand Auction Hall even if they didn't need them to resell them.
However, Shane shook his head as this was too risky if no one decided to buy it.
Anyway, this event was a wildcard, an opportunity to see what personal items others deed valuable enough to auction.
It was also a chance to gauge the needs and desires of his fellow survivors, information that could be as valuable as the items themselves.
Around him, others expressed their thoughts in hushed tones and excited whispers.
However, none of it matters now as Shane headed to the Grand Auction Hall!
As soon as he entered and found a seat, he didn't wait long before it started!
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