Just some time ago, as the Regional Auction Event was completed, Shane's anticipation of a swift return to his estate was abruptly replaced by bewilderment as he found himself in an expanse of unending white.
"Mhmm? Did I get teleported to a different area? Is there a mistake?" Shane thought as he felt a bit nervous after seeing the unusual surroundings.
The room, if it could be called that, was devoid of corners and edges, a seamless void that seemed to pulse with a gentle luminescence.
Ding!
[ You have entered the Auction Administrator's Room. ]
The message from the Apocalypse System hung before him, its words clear and yet unfathomable.
He had no idea there was this kind of place and that he could enter it.
'Administrator's Room? Is it a bug? Why am I even doing here?'
Before he could process this anomaly, a figure magically emerged from the whiteness—it was a figure of ethereal beauty.
