Arran, Trapp, Sadie, and Jon, along with a very groggy and tired Elena, followed madame Veera as she led them out of the tent. Sometime during the previous conversation, Elena had woken up from her deep slumber and joined Arran's group. As madame Veera was usually very busy with matters concerning the auction house, she wouldn't be able to entertain Arran any further, so the responsibility fell on Elena's shoulders naturally. Despite her fatigue from the previous night's activities, Elena still had her perform her duties. As the group was heading to the exit of the tent, they suddenly bumped into somebody who had just entered inside. Upon seeing this person, the faces of madame Veera and Elena changed as they looked at her in surprise. Arran caught the changes in their expression and was confused. Turning to look at the newcomer with interest, Arran wondered who she was. During his stay in madame Veera's tent, apart from madame Veera herself and Elena, Arran had not seen any other
Arran, Trapp, and the others did not know about the drama that ensued as soon as they left the tent. under Elena's lead, they made their way toward the location where the secret auction was being held.As its name entailed, the auction for universal grade items was kept secret and, as such, was held in a secret location. This secret location was also on the 800th floor, but was only accessible to a few special groups of guests.In order to attend this auction, one needed to receive an invitation from Fort Crawford personally. of course, there was only a short list of groups of organizations qualified to receive this invitation.While Elena led the way, Arran went to Trapp's side and walked with him. They walked at a steady pace and in silence for a few moments before Arran eventually said to Trapp."So, the newcomer we brushed shoulders with on our way out of the tent, she seemed to recognize you. Is she a friend of yours?"As soon as Arran asked, Trapp turned to look at him silently.
"So this is the secret auction... incredible!"After passing through the door, Arran and his group finally entered the secret auction. What appeared before their eyes was more than what they were expecting.The group stepped into what looked like a lounge with dim lighting hanging overhead and spare furnishings scattered around the place. There was a bar to the far right in which a couple of bartenders cleaned and sorted the tumblers and bottles of drinks.To the left, there was a virtual announcement board kinda like a smaller version of the ones present on the other floors that were visible in the sky.There were a few people gathered in the lounge, sitting together in small groups as they relaxed and chatted leisurely. Occasionally, servers would go around attending to these people as soft music could be heard playing around the whole room.Arran looked strangely at this scene. It was not entirely what he expected. What Arran expected to see was rows of chairs gathered together in
The people watching Arran were the same ones who had been present when he arrived. After a few minutes, the people they had sent off had returned, and they were whispering something into the ears of their various employers.Arran didn't know what they were saying, but he could venture a guess. It was most likely that he and his group had been investigated and the guests in the lounge were being informed of the results of the investigation.When you thought about it, it made a lot of sense. Typically, it was impossible for anybody to be able to investigate the identities of others in the auction house unless one possessed a special identity. For people with powerful backgrounds, it was easy to examine the information of others. This was the advantage of backing. In that case, it wasn't surprising that Arran's identity was exposed... not that he intended to hide it in the first place.Of the group, only Arran was worth these people's attention. That was why, while receiving the report o
"This is so good! It burns like a ball of fire eating away at your nerves but also leaves a warmth in your body as if you had just finished an intense cardio exercise. What the hell is in it?" Arran exclaimed.There was a bright gleam in Arran's eyes as he looked at the glass of green liquid in his hand. The look in his eyes was like he had seen a whole new world. There was a shock, surprise, astonishment, and finally, wonder.Since leaving earth and coming to the upper realm, not many things had managed to surprise Arran. even the fact that there were alien races and whole realms and civilizations in the universe did not shock Arran or the fact that he was actually not human.The most feeling Arran could be said to have shown to all the new things that had happened to him since leaving Earth was intrigue and exhilaration. Awakening his bloodline and wielding wondrous powers had excited Arran nothing more, and fighting against opponents with various amazing abilities gave him a rush.
Justifiably, Arran was correct. The whole point of stepping into the vital realm was to fundamentally evolve from a mortal being into a higher order of life to become a demi being. Having already broken past the vital realm, Arran was no longer fundamentally mortal.Now, hearing that he was still mortal in some aspects, Arran was rightfully confused. At the end of the day, this confusion stemmed from the fact that he did not understand the realms of advancement in the higher universe.Knowing this, Trapp started to slowly explain to Arran while the bartender cleaned the mess he had made."You're right, fundamentally, you are no longer a mortal. You should know that mortals are one of the lowest orders of life and most species in the universe started as mortals. The goal of training is to abandon our original life orders and transcend to become stronger. That is where the different realms of advancement and strength stem from.""Because various species have different ways of advancing
"What the hell!" "How do immortal beings have limits on their lifespans? Doesn't the whole point of being immortal mean that you are not bound by your lifespan and can exist forever? In that case, being limited by your lifespan defeats the whole purpose of being immortal. I don't understand what you're trying to get at here." Arran said in confusion. Hehe! Chuckling, Trapp answered, "As you said, true immortals can exist forever and as such, they do not possess or have any need for lifespan. But you should also know that there are some beings that are considered immortals even though they actually aren't. An example simply being long-lived beings." "Most individuals that have very long lifespans, that number in the tens of thousands or millions, are usually referred to as immortals. But they are not true immortals because after reaching the limits of their lifespan, they will eventually die." "Unlike these long-lived beings, this race of immortals is true immortals that can exist
Arran marveled at all he had learned from Trapp regarding this race of immortals. To him, it was unimaginable that there would be such a powerful race existing in this universe.Apart from the limitation in their lifespan, which when he thought about it was not much of a limitation compared to some other races out there, Arran felt that they were a little too powerful to be real. Right now, he really wanted to meet one of them to see just what they looked like.Would they be like the image of immortals that were popular on earth? Beings that stood more than a hundred feet tall with clouds obscuring their forms and light shrouding them from the eyes of mortals as they stood loftily in the sky, lording over all living beings.Granted, Arran felt his imagination of these immortals was too far-fetched to be true and highly dependent on how the humans on earth perceived them. But it just went a long way to show how interested Arran was in this race of immortals."Wow, for such a race to ex