Everyone Survives In The Fog

As soon as he entered the eighth district, Zhang Zhongyue had already arranged for someone to wait at the door.

After seeing Qi Yuan, he saluted respectfully and took him to the core area of ​​the Eighth District.

On the way, Qi Yuan also checked the development progress of District 8 and was quite emotional.

In general, the layout of District 8 can only be described as "rules", without any bells and whistles.

At first glance, Qi Yuan felt as if he was back on earth, walking on the streets of a civilized society, inexplicably familiar and friendly.

After walking for nearly 20 minutes, Qi Yuan suddenly stopped and asked speechlessly: "Brother, are you taking me to the core area of ​​District 8?"

The young man turned back in confusion, nodded and said, "Yes!"

"How far is the core area from here?"

"Probably less than 30 kilometers!"

"...You'll just take me there?"

The young man was a little embarrassed, scratched his head and said: "There is a horse for transportation at the entrance just now, but I am not qualified to use it!"

Qi Yuan's mouth twitched and he couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Mr. Zhang Zhongyue! Your IQ is not low, so why did you find a fool to lead the way? !

He looked at the young man speechlessly and asked tentatively: "You can't use it, then do you think I can use it?"

"You are Mr. Zhang's distinguished guest, so you should be able to do so...right?!"

Seeing his stunned look, Qi Yuan sighed helplessly: "Forget it, you go back, I'll go there by myself."

Without waiting for his response, Qi Yuan directly summoned the giant tiger puppet and rushed to the core area.

20 minutes later, Qi Yuan walked into a tall building.

Finally, we stopped in front of a large conference room. Opening the door, five people were already seated inside, chatting happily.

Three of them are old acquaintances of Qi Yuan: Mr. Zhang Zhongyue, Ye Zhongming, and Yang Zhenghe.

As for the other two, they had Western European white faces that they had never seen before.

Seeing Qi Yuan come in, Zhang Zhongyue stood up excitedly and came forward: "Hahaha, Qi Yuan, you are finally here, you must be so busy!"

Qi Yuan curled his lips and spread his hands and said, "I don't want to either. Isn't this the person you arranged? You had to bring me in. Fortunately, I was smart and ran over by myself!"

"The person I arranged? Walk in?" Zhang Zhongyue thought for a moment doubtfully, and said puzzledly: "Isn't there a secondary shelter at the entrance to District 8? Just teleport directly!"

Qi Yuan: "...Didn't you arrange a stupid child?"

"Harm!" Zhang Zhongyue smiled apologetically, expressed his apology, and took Qi Yuan to his seat.

"Qi Yuan, let me introduce to you. This is the person in charge of District 9, Alan Bruce. You can call him Alan. The person next to him is his translator."

Qi Yuan stood up and shook hands with him politely.

The white man opposite looked very handsome, with a gentle appearance and very well-dressed.

He is over 185cm tall, a bit taller than Qi Yuan, and his demeanor is very extraordinary, which made Qi Yuan remember him at a glance.

Regarding the content of this meeting, Qi Yuan also roughly speculated that it should be cooperation between the 7th, 8th and 9th districts.

Everyone here is the person in charge of these three regions.

Without too many pleasantries, after a brief introduction, Zhang Zhongyue began to explain today's theme.

Zhang Zhongyue spoke calmly and said with a smile: "Our three regions are close to each other and have been neighbors for a long time. However, we have rarely interacted with each other. This time, old man, I will take the lead and want to cooperate with you two on a project!"

"Cooperation projects?"

Qi Yuan and Allen on the other side looked at each other. Both of them looked confused and didn't understand what Mr. Zhang meant.

It seems that both parties have just received the information.

Zhang Zhongyue did not sell out, and said directly: "I plan to hold a joint auction among the three districts!"

"auctions?!"

"Yes, our three regions will be jointly responsible for holding an auction together."

Qi Yuan's mind changed and he began to think silently.

On the side, Allen spoke first and said something to the translator.

"Mr. Zhang, Lord Allen would like to ask, what are the benefits of launching an auction?"

Zhang Zhongyue nodded and said, "The function of the auction is, on the one hand, to earn spiritual coins, collect admission fees and share profits."

"Secondly, it can establish the reputation of our three regions in front of all survivors."

"If we can hold this kind of event frequently, our credibility will become stronger and stronger in the minds of other survivors."

“Finally, it’s about collecting various resources.”

"The foggy world is huge, and there are many hidden treasures. Many ordinary survivors have also obtained high-quality items."

“We have access to a lot of overall props and resources through this opportunity.”

Zhang Zhongyue's explanation is very official, and everyone understands it even if he doesn't say it.

In Qi Yuan's mind, he had a vague guess that Zhang Zhongyue's auction must have a deeper meaning.

At the same time, he also believed that as the person in charge of District 9, Allen would definitely be able to think of this level.

But since Zhang Zhongyue didn't say anything, Qi Yuan didn't pursue the question, but changed the subject and asked: "Mr. Zhang, can I ask, what do we need to do?"

Zhang Zhongyue tapped his fingers on the table slightly and said with a smile: "Nothing needs to be done. All we need is the names of your two regions. We will share the final proceeds equally among the three parties."

"Oh? You don't work, you just get money?"

"Almost, I will be fully responsible for all issues including venue arrangements, process preparation, news promotion..."

Zhang Zhongyue affirmed again, then seemed to remember something, and added: "Oh, by the way, I need a small favor from you."

"What's the deal?"

"Both of you are considered one of the most powerful forces among all the survivors. I hope you can come up with some high-quality props as the final auction items!"

Qi Yuan nodded, so that was it.

If an auction wants to have good results, it must have attractive enough props to attract more people.

The grand finale of the auction is the biggest stunt of the entire auction!

After Zhang Zhongyue paused for a few minutes, he looked at the two of them and asked, "This is what I think. I wonder what you two think?"

Qi Yuan had been thinking about it for a long time and said nonchalantly: "I have no problem. I believe in Mr. Zhang's ability. He can definitely lead me to popular and spicy food."

"Hahaha, you kid!" Zhang Zhongyue smiled heartily and patted Qi Yuan on the shoulder.

On the other side, after Alan thought for a moment, he also nodded and said: "I have no problem with it, but I have agreed in advance that if there is a trap, I will choose to quit immediately."

Zhang Zhongyue did not hesitate and assured firmly: "Don't worry, if there is any problem, you can withdraw at any time."

After receiving the assurance, Allen nodded and agreed to join.

In this way, the three-district joint auction was officially launched.

…

The meeting didn't last long. After everyone finished chatting, they enjoyed a sumptuous dinner under Zhang Zhongyue's arrangement.

Finally, both parties went home.

On the way back, Yang Zhenghe remained silent. He waited until he walked out of the 8th District before speaking solemnly: "Qi Yuan, what do you think Mr. Zhang Zhongyue has planned?"