342 Not Again…

"Please follow me, Lord Gahrat." Old Zen said as he accompanied Compass Carburettor to an underground tunnel below the auction house, travelling on foot for an hour before they entered a building.

Taking a flight of stairs there, they walked through a heavily guarded corridor before entering an underground cellar, one whose door itself seemed to be made using a dozen tons of steel. It was damn heavy as even Old Zen's face flushed red to open it.

"This is our auction house's treasury. Every treasure of our Gaoan City is safeguarded here." Old Zen said in pride as he showed him around.

Compass Carburettor looked at the items as he closed his eyes, recalling information about them that he had obtained from the Hatchling System.

'Most of them are battle oriented.' He thought. There was an array of treasures that consisted of weapons, armours, fusion materials, etc.