The streets of Binhai have now returned to a busy state of traffic, with crowds and bustling traffic.

Mo Xiaobei raised his head and looked at the misty sky. In the era of becoming a god, there were still ordinary people like him who lived a nine-to-five life.

"Become a god? This era is really far away." Mo Xiaobei looked at the sky covered by clouds and fog and said to himself in his heart.

Times have changed, but Mo Xiaobei's life has not changed much.

The sun is still the sun, and the coast is still the coast.

The poor are still so poor, and the rich are still so rich.

The world seems to have never changed, but it seems to have changed a lot.

Walking into the station and taking the subway home, Mo Xiaobei leaned against the window, browsing the spiritual energy recovery post in his mobile phone. The supernatural and extraordinary seem to appear beside him, but it seems to appear in a dream.

"It can be seen, but it can never be touched. This may be the farthest distance in the world!"

Mo Xiaobei looked at the battle scene between the ancient star Yinghuo Tianren and the extraordinary earth, and couldn't help but think in his heart.

It has been half a month since the arrival of the ancient star of the Yinghuo star on Earth, but the battles in some areas are still not over, and people upload these battles from time to time.

Every time Mo Xiaobei sees these scenes, he feels a sense of trance, and he feels that this does not seem to be the real world.

But...this is the real world.

About an hour later, Mo Xiaobei took the subway to return to his home.

This is the house he rented. For example, people who come to Binhai like him who can afford Binhai houses. The houses here are all high-end luxury goods.

The house is not big, but it can be considered spacious for Mo Xiaobei who is alone.

Mo Xiaobei put down his office bag, sat in front of his computer desk, looked up at the ceiling, closed his eyes and rested for a while before sitting up.

"How could there be a letter?"

Mo Xiaobei was stunned when he looked at a letter neatly placed on the table.

He could clearly remember that there should never be a letter on his desk, because he had never received a letter, or a letter full of age in this old yellow envelope.

The only thing Mo Xiaobei could receive is a large postal express.

"Have I received any letters recently? Or was it left by the landlord?"

Mo Xiaobei frowned and wondered if he had taken the letter. His fingers passed over the envelope, and on the old yellow envelope said: Mo Xiaobei personally opened it!

Apart from that, there is no unnecessary handwriting.

Mo Xiaobei picked up the envelope, tore it apart, and reached out to take out the things.

This is a dark golden invitation letter, with a golden edge on it, like a dragon pattern, vivid and lively.

“Extraordinary Auction Invitation?”

Mo Xiaobei opened his eyes wide in an instant.

On Binhai, about a month ago, an urban legend began to spread in Binhai.

According to legend, an extremely high-end auction appeared in Binhai. This auction is not open to ordinary people, they are only open to the top stars.

It is said that only the power of the Chamber of Commerce, the top rich, and the most powerful group of people in the Ming Dynasty are qualified to enter, and there is a trading stage for the extraordinary. Among the rumors, there is everything that people in the world want.

"Really or not?"

Mo Xiaobei repeatedly looked at the invitation letter in his hand, and then expanded the folded invitation letter in his hand.

Gilded words slowly appeared from the invitation letter, like a dream.

——

Dear Mr. Mo Xiaobei:

Hello!

The Superman Auction has checked your files and found that you meet our invitation standards. Now we will issue you the auctioneer qualifications. Please go to Villa No. 112 in Binhai Shuimu Qingming Garden to contact us.

Binhai Super Auction

March 15

——

In the bedroom, under the dim light, Mo Xiaobei sat at the computer desk and swallowed.

At that moment, he even suspected that his glasses had hallucinations.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and slowly opened his eyes again.

This invitation letter was like being able to feel his gaze. Whenever he opened his eyes, it would unfold from the first line of text.

"Is this true?"

Mo Xiaobei stood up with the invitation letter in his hand, paced repeatedly in the room, and his heart jumped wildly uncontrollably.

No one in this world can resist extraordinary temptations.

"But...why...why did you fall in love with me?"

Mo Xiaobei's voice trembled a little. He had no power or power, nor had any friends and relatives in high positions. How could he fall in love with him?

Just as Mo Xiaobei muttered to himself, the blue invitation letter in his hand suddenly ignited a blue flame in the air.

This sudden change shocked Mo Xiaobei, and he subconsciously threw out the invitation letter in his hand.

But as soon as the invitation was thrown out, he suddenly realized that the invitation might be a turning point in his fate, so he reached out to retrieve the invitation again.

But the blue invitation letter burned faster than people imagined. In just a moment, the invitation letter had completely turned into ashes and scattered invisibly, and the blue flames ignited along Mo Xiaobei's hand.

Mo Xiaobei immediately pulled his hand back, but saw the flames leaving a string of strange blue numbers on Mo Xiaobei's wrist like carvings, and then disappeared.

He reached out and stroked the numbers. In the void, the numbers radiated azure blue light, and the azure blue light formed the invitation letter.

Mo Xiaobei was stunned when he looked at the invitation letter. All these bizarre things made him more sure that this was really extraordinary.

"But no matter whether it is true or false... how can I refuse?"

As Mo Xiaobei said, he could not refuse all this.

To be precise, no one can refuse all this.

………

The next day, Mo Xiaobei took a rare leave and came to Villa No. 112 in Binhai Shuimu Qingchen Garden. The villa’s security guard just glanced at him and let him enter it. It seemed that the security guard knew he was back.

The residents in Shuimu Qingchen Garden were not surprised by him, but the curious eyes looked at him.

There are not many residents in the park, and it can even be said to be a little sparse.

"It's here!"

Mo Xiaobei looked at the villa in front of him. It was the largest villa in the entire Shuimu Qingchen Garden and the center of the entire Shuimu Qingchen Garden.

Mo Xiaobei walked forward with a nervous mood and knocked on the door.

"Dangdangdang!"

The next moment, the door slowly opened, and a man in the waiter's clothes walked out, with a smile on his lips and made a gesture of invitation:

“Welcome to the Supernatural Auction!”
Chapter completed!