After leaving the team, the adventurer ladies regretted it deeply

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"But we're out of money now, and the mortgage on the house isn't even paid off yet," Klyne glared at Oru, who wanted to say something, and was the first to express her refusal.

Following Lia around, not only did we not make a single Gold Coin, but we also had to pay out of our own pockets for the work.

The day before yesterday we borrowed 50,000, and today we're borrowing again.

Klyne's resentment towards the team leader had reached its boiling point.

Klrona, who had more savings, took out 20,000 Gold Coins to give to Lia.

Phyllis painfully forked out 30,000.

"Ah, really can't do anything about you."

Aiko pinched a Savings Card between two fingers, "There's 100,000 in here, after the strategy on the 12th floor, you must pay me back immediately."

"Oh!"

Lia calculated with her fingers: 3 plus 2 is 5, add Aiko's 10, makes 150,000.

That's enough for buying a Main Weapon.

She took the Savings Cards from her three teammates, thought for a moment, and said, "Thanks."

Watching Lia bow slightly, everyone was taken aback with shock, their eyes widened dramatically.

Is this still that Powder Keg?

The sky hasn't fallen, has it?

Under their odd gazes, Lia took the Savings Cards and went back to her room to continue her cultivation.

She had borrowed 200,000 from her family, and a total of 350,000 from the team members, but in her hands, she only had 150,000 left...

The pressure of repayment hung over her head like a sharp blade, leaving her gasping for breath.

'But a real powerhouse can break the cauldrons and sink the boats.'

Lia looked longingly at the wall where a picture of the Primordial Adventure Team's captain hung, feeling an unstoppable surge of power in her heart.

When there are enough lice, one doesn't itch as much.

The current Lia didn't even feel the burden of another ten or twenty thousand in debt.

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The next day.

As the sun rose and set, nightfall enveloped White Dove City.

A white barrier was erected at the entrance of the underground theater.

Warriors with remarkable Battle Qi guarded the entrance, their eyes sharp as they scanned every adventurer attempting to approach.

No past auctions had seen mishaps, but the organizers were still very cautious.

Today, a large amount of precious Magic items, weapons, and materials would be transported to the auction site, with a total value approaching twenty million Gold Coins.

One after another, invited guests got off their carriages.

They were all dressed in black robes, wearing special masks.

These masks could not only change one's voice but also block scouting Magic, ensuring maximum personal information security.

"Please show your invitation."

The guard looked at a tall figure in a black robe and said coldly.

After producing a Magic card, the person in the black robe handed it to the warrior.

After inspection, the guard nodded, "You may enter."

"Thank you."

The distorted voice from behind the mask came through.

Thinking to himself, the man in the black robe mused: This mask is pretty useful, buying one would cost at least a thousand Gold Coins.

As expected of an auction co-hosted by the three major commercial firms, they're really loaded.

The man under the black robe was Lin Da.

He had gone out with his team to farm some minor creatures in the morning, earning 2,000 Mystical Points.

By nightfall, he had donned the black robe and come to the auction.

'Creatures above level 15 are not cabbages that you see everywhere. To harvest Mystical Points, it seems I still have to wait for the Murderous Crab frenzy.'

Walking down the dark corridor, Lin Da sighed to himself.

Higher-level creatures have their own territories; within these territories, you might search for half a day to find a single level 15 creature, while the rest are just lackeys.

Killing lower-level creatures is also an option, but the Mystical Points gained are too few. After much consideration, participating in the Murderous Crab event is still the best bet for leveling up.

Looking ahead at the dark auction house, Lin Da fondled the Savings Card in his pocket, which had 500,000 Gold Coins, and strode forward with confidence, resembling a newly-rich man unconcerned about money.

His purpose was clear: to bid on a weapon with either [Spell Penetration] or [Aquatic Monster Special Attack] characteristics in order to maximize the reduction of the Murderous Crab's carapace resistance to his Poison Series.

He also intended to get a set of Purple Gear for Monica.

For Kafni's thief series equipment, if there were suitable pieces, he would bid on a few; if not, he wouldn't bother.

As he pondered this,

the sound of footsteps approached, and someone walked directly towards him from behind, bumping into his shoulder without any concern.

Lin Da frowned, watching the person in displeasure.

It was a woman about 1.6 meters tall, with a curvaceous figure and a chest that seemed to fill out the wide black robe.

She wore a Flower Cat mask, and her eyes beneath it were cold and intimidating, much like a ruthless predator.

Lin Da tentatively reached for the blue sword he had brought at his side, alarmed by the woman's scrutinizing gaze; he felt as though his body had been tinged with an ominous chill.

Although he knew that the auction was strictly regulated and that no one was allowed to start a fight, he still felt the dangerous sensation of being targeted by a venomous snake.

The woman chuckled lowly, withdrew her gaze, and continued on her way, vanishing into the depths of the corridor.

The oppressive sensation that had made one's chest feel heavy also dissipated with her departure.

Lin Da touched his forehead and found a sheen of fine sweat.

Star-ranked adventurer?

He sensed a familiarity in her presence as if he had encountered her before.

Yet thinking back on the Star-ranked adventurers he knew, there were no women among them.

And that chuckle, what did it mean... Lin Da felt bewildered, his mind alert to the fullest.

Those invited to this auction were no simple characters.

Not limited to White Dove City, adventurers from nearby Red Heart City and South Rock City could also be present.

A 16th-level adventurer like Lin Da could be considered outstanding, but at this auction, one could easily encounter adventurers of level 20.

In such a setting, his abilities were just ordinary.

He glanced at the number on his invitation, 412, which was the twelfth seat in the fourth row.

Lin Da continued his descent, arriving at a dimly lit auction house.

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