Chapter 311: Auction
Compared with the previous noise, the audience was silent at this time.
"Elf slave, this Bantu auction house is really generous." Baal is also a little moved, compared with orcs and humans, the elves not only have a long lifespan, but also have a relatively high overall talent, and most elves can easily step into the elite level.
But even so.
The ten elves on the stage can be regarded as a genius, not to mention the four leaders.
Although Hailan Town has developed rapidly, compared with those towns that have existed for decades or even hundreds of years, it is still lacking, and this deficiency does not lie in wealth, technology and high-end powerhouses, but in talents!
Although there are many aborigines in Hailan Town now, almost all of them are ordinary civilians except for the summoned characters, and there are not even a few professionals, and there are not many decent characters at all. Although he is also vigorously training young professionals in the town, it is not an overnight thing to see results.
The slave trade was common on the mainland.
And the slaves... There are also two types of work:
One is that the slave catchers of various ethnic groups privately arrest and hand them over to slave traders for sale.
Many of the slaves obtained through this channel are of unknown origin, and sometimes there are children of relatives of great nobles or powerful people. Once such a slave is bought and discovered, it will naturally cause big trouble, and he will die because of this kind of thing, and even be exterminated from time to time.
The other is to buy it through official channels.
The origin of these slaves is clear, and most of them are nobles or commoners who have been arrested for serious crimes, and the valuable ones are usually sold as slaves.
"Ladies and gentlemen, these elves are all from the Wind Whisperer clan, among them there are three wind elemental mages and seven wind hunters, and the value must be clear to you." Beverne had a smile in her eyes, "Bottom price, one million gold coins!" ”
"A million!"
Everyone in the audience took a breath, you know, the price of some ordinary purple equipment is only a few thousand gold coins, a million gold coins? You can buy hundreds of pieces, not to mention that this is only the reserve price!
"Two million!" A cold voice came from the room on the left side of the second floor.
"Two and a half million!" Almost immediately, there was a price increase.
"Three million."
......
The price kept climbing, soon reaching seven million.
"Seven million 100,000."
The price increase began to get smaller.
The further the template progresses, the more difficult it becomes, although these elven slaves are good, but it is good to have a breakthrough to a high-level boss, the probability of a boss character appearing is very small, and the price of seven million gold coins is already on the high side.
Soon.
The price has risen to 7.9 million gold coins, and there are only a few people left who shout the price. At this time, some frivolous laughter came from the middle room on the south side of the third floor: "Nine million gold coins, hehe, I hope you can give me Coffey a face." ”
"Who is this man?"
"You don't know Master Coffey, but he's the only son of Count Horace, the lord of Bantu City."
Everyone in the audience was also discussing, the city lord of Bantu City-Horace, that is a middle-level leader powerhouse! And it is extremely powerful among the lion people. As his only son, Coffey naturally no one dares to offend in this city of Bantu.
"Nine million and one million." Voices came from the left side of the second floor.
"Who is so bold that he dares to get along with Young Master Coffey." Everyone in the audience looked up in surprise and looked at the room on the left side of the second floor. From the voice just now, it can be heard that there should be a woman inside.
"What a guts!"
"Nine and a half million."
In a room on the third floor, on a chair in front of him sat a young man with a triangular eye lion man dressed in a gorgeous costume and a cold face. On his left hand stood a middle-aged lion man who looked like a butler, and behind him were four lion men with big shoulders and round waists.
"Palmer, go check on me right now, who just made the bid." The young lion man said coldly.
"Yes, young master."
The lion butler next to him turned around and left.
"Young Master Coffey bid 9.5 million gold coins, does anyone else want to increase the price?" Looking at the somewhat silent hall at this time, Beverne smiled and spoke, Nine and a half million gold coins is already a serious premium.
"Ten million." A calm voice came from the north side of the second floor.
"What's the matter today, there are people one after another who don't give face to Young Master Coffey." Everyone looked at the room where Coffey was with strange faces.
"Bastard!"
Coffey's face turned pale, he squeezed the handrail with his left hand, and stood up directly, almost shouting, "One thousand and a half million." ”
Although his father is a leader and a strong leader, and he is also the city lord of Bantu City, tens of millions of gold coins are not a small amount, which is already the limit of what he can take.
"Twelve million."
Inside, Baal sat sideways in his chair with a smile, he was determined to get the ten elven slaves. Not to mention the son of a city lord, even if it was Horace himself, he didn't care about it.
"This friend, this is Bantu City, please give me a face!" A slightly threatening voice came from the other side.
"What are you, and you deserve me to give you face." Barr shouted disdainfully.
"Hey, hey, master, do you want me to go over now and eat him directly." Bei Jia next to him was eager to try, and said with a smile, "With my means, no one will definitely find out." ”
"We're here this time for Shui Yanmu, don't do much." Barr said casually.
"Okay."
Bei Jia nodded sheepishly.
"What do you say! Believe it or not, I kept you out of this Bantu City today. A furious voice came from the third floor, and at the same time, the gray light curtain in the middle of the third floor disappeared, revealing the figure of the young lion man among them. The young man's face was distorted at this time, and his eyes were about to erupt with fire, as if he was choosing someone to devour.
By virtue of his fatherhood.
In this Bantu City, it is the first time that someone dares to get along with him!
"Idiot."
Sneers echoed through the halls.
"Who the hell is on the second floor, I don't give Young Master Coffey face at all."
"Who knows, there's a lot of big people upstairs."
Everyone in the hall was also talking.
Without waiting for Coffey to speak, Beverne looked up at Coffey and said coldly, "Young Master Coffey, this is the Bantu Auction House, not the City Lord's Mansion. If you don't increase the price, these elven slaves will go to the guests on the second floor. ”
Then he looked at Barr's position with a smile on his face.
With the power of their Bantu Auction House, it is naturally not difficult to figure out Baal's identity, a genius who has reached the leader level at the age of sixteen, plus an uncle at the lord level, is far more important than a city lord's son.
"You!"
"Hmph."
Coffey glanced at Beverne below, and although his heart was full of anger, he could only sit back honestly. Beverne's status is extraordinary, and he can't afford to mess with it.
"Twelve million gold coins, these elven slaves belong to the guests on the second floor." Beverne smiled, and then someone came up and brought the ten elves down.
Soon.
Peal pedal, pedal, pedal.
Heavy footsteps sounded, and I saw four burly lion guards, carrying a two-meter-sized box, walking up to the stage. With a bang, the box fell to the ground, and even the auction table below slammed it, obviously the contents of the box were not light.
Squeak.
The lion guard on the left stepped forward and opened the chest.
A fiery light emanated from the box, like a flame burning, reflecting the entire hall in a fiery red, and the temperature around it slowly rose. Looking closely, at the bottom of the box, there was a small pile of red sand-like crystals.
"Epic material - Dragon Flame Sand, a total of five units. This dragon sand can only be found in the places where dragons live, and is the best material for crafting weapons and fire staffs. ”
"Reserve price, two million gold coins!" Beverne smiled.
"Three million!"
"Three and a half million!"
......
"Boss Creature-The Heart of the Rock Ridge Giant, Floor Price, 500,000 Gold Coins!"
......
As one precious item after another appeared, exclamations rang out from time to time in the audience.
And the bigwigs upstairs also bid frequently, pushing the auction to a climax. But since he auctioned off the elven slaves, Baal hasn't made any bids. These epic materials, as well as things like cherished equipment props, don't help him much, and his real goal is still Shui Yanmu.
A few hours passed, and it was late at night.
"Hehe, the following five items are the most precious items in this auction, and you should pay attention to them." Beverne chuckled and clapped her hands, and several lion guards carried the one-man tall blood-colored coral off the stage.
Subsequently.
I saw two lion guards carrying a piece of wood that was four or five meters thick and four or five meters long.
This wood is very strange, the texture seems to be purple jade, crystal clear, the inside is covered with red and blue veins, and it is faintly seen that there are two red and blue air currents circulating in the meridians, exuding a mysterious atmosphere.
"Rare material - water flame wood, a total of five thousand units, I don't need to talk about the function." Beverne chuckled.
"It's really Shui Yanmu! There are still 5,000 units, and it is enough to upgrade a city-level territory. "There are also people in the audience who know the goods, although this water flame wood is only a rare material, it is extremely rare, and in terms of fame, it is even more than those epic materials. The mere role of upgrading the city-level territory has doubled its value, not to mention, there are as many as 5,000 units in this auction!
"Auction reserve price, 20 million gold coins!"