System: My Doomsday Train-Chapter 835 - 334: "Then Why Aren’t You Dead Yet?

The appearance of the "Celestial Palace" began spreading virally in the Nami Civilization, almost uncontrollably, with more and more people becoming aware of it.

Yet, in almost an instant.

Nowhere on the internet could the news be seen, and all those who had known the news had their account IDs locked by the AI mainframe, subjected to a gag order, with penalties at... Level 1 alert.

An Advanced Civilization.

Not only possessing stronger means of attack, but many things would also develop in multiple areas, such as controlling public opinion.

Wherever the news spread widely, full vigilance was maintained.

The planet where the "Celestial Palace" was located entered a global Level 1 alert with all communications with the outside world cut off, all Wormhole entrances and exits were severed, completely severing contact with the outside world.

This level of lockdown was a Level 1 combat readiness lockdown.

It often signifies an incident within the civilization that could potentially overthrow it.

In the history of the Nami Civilization, there were only two occurrences.

The first was when the Nami Civilization advanced from a Fourth-level Civilization to a Fifth-level Civilization.

The second was when the current leader of the Nami Civilization initiated a revolution leading to upper echelon turmoil.

The third is now.

"..."

The ruler of the "Fengtian Auction House," an elderly man who appeared somewhat aged, stood by the window, feeling the changes outside, his complexion complex and silent without speech, as he had his own information channels.

When a person possesses immense wealth.

Even if they wish to do nothing, countless people will flock to provide various services.

Any information.

Whatever he wants to know, he can always find out immediately.

The cost is only a tiny amount of wealth, which he lacks the least.

He has already understood the significance of the patterns on the nine massive columns of the "Celestial Palace," and knows that even the peak spatial fluctuation detector of the Nami Civilization did not capture any fluctuation.

This thing wasn't transported by a Wormhole, nor did it emerge from the Pseudo Four-dimensional Space, nor did it suddenly teleport here.

It simply...

Appeared extremely ordinarily above the planet.

Without any fluctuation.

The "Nami Civilization" is a Fifth-level Civilization. Even in the whole Cosmos, it is considered a relatively powerful civilization, but the Nami Civilization has no means to deploy something in an area without any spatial fluctuation.

He was more at ease than others.

He knew more information.

This Celestial Palace was not targeted by any Divine-level civilization, nor was it simply thrown at them by some civilization. It was merely attracted by his "desk" as a "Cosmic Gift." In theory, this palace belongs to him.

Just then—

The lamp on the desk flickered slightly.

The old man immediately understood, walked back to the desk, pulled open the drawer, and sure enough, inside lay a new "Cosmic Forbidden Item," yet... yet...

His expression gradually became unsightly, always feeling like he was caught in a conspiracy.

This mysterious and unknown "desk" brought him immense wealth.

Transforming him from an ordinary factory worker to a top secret financial magnate in the "Nami Civilization"!

No one knows exactly how much wealth he possesses.

All of this is because of this desk.

He understood long ago that any gift from fate has a predetermined price tagged on it. In this world, nothing is free. He knows, sooner or later, this "desk" will demand something from him, and he cannot refuse.

But...

He hadn't expected this day to come so soon, so quickly!

Inside the drawer lay an extremely ancient "Brass Key," merely palm-sized, seemingly inconspicuous in a drawer that was dozens of centimeters deep; the drawer of this desk is much larger than normal desks, resting close to the floor.

The bottom of the desk isn't suspended.

From a design perspective, this isn't a desk suited for normal human use.

He didn't know what this "Brass Key" was for.

But he was not a fool.

With the appearance of the "Unknown Celestial Palace," followed by the appearance of the "Brass Key," even a fool would connect the two.

"..."

The old man's expression continued to change, looking grim. Long ago, he anticipated this day would come. Regardless of what the drawer would request in the future, he accepted it as long as it ensured a good life for his wife and children, all worth it. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

But...

When things indeed reached this day.

He became somewhat reluctant.

After painstakingly achieving his current position, if he were now swept into an unknown conspiracy, he felt unwilling!

The old man standing in place remained silent with a grim face for a long while. After making a difficult decision internally, he walked to the corner bookshelf in the study, pulled out a book, flipped to page 37, and upon locating a slightly raised word, pressed down.

Next moment—

The study began to vibrate slightly, and a dark entrance slowly emerged from the floor, the elderly man took a deep breath, walked to the side of the desk, embraced it, and headed, somewhat with difficulty, towards the entrance.

After delving tens of meters underground.

The interior lights on both sides of the tunnel lit up.

A "conveyor belt" pavement lay on the ground, the old man set the desk on the conveyor belt, stepped on it as well, pressed the button on the side, and the conveyor belt moved rapidly, ferrying the old man and desk swiftly into the depths of the tunnel.

Civilization erupts.