Chapter Ninety-Six: Zhou Mo's Sense of Smell (For Ervya to Become the Helmsman!)
Douglas casually played with the long-axis box in his hand, a Q version of the golden dragon, playing with a stick like a monkey, and looked at Zhou Mo with inexplicable joy. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"What about the thing, it's this thing, what does it mean, I think the VIPs who are here today should also know it!"
"For some special reasons, Your Majesty Douglas, I don't want to preside over the auction of this item, you can bid at will, and then the highest bidder will win, that's all!
Douglas casually threw the long-axis box into the stands, flapped the Q version of the dragon wings, and was about to fly backstage.
At this time, the coercion that came from nowhere fell from the sky again, and everything in the tulip auction was fixed!
"Don't make a fuss! or confiscate your income this time!" The thunderous sound shook the floor slightly, but it still gave people the casual feeling that adults threatened naughty children to confiscate your pocket money.
The coercion came inexplicably, and went inexplicably, Douglas took the dragon wings, and the whole person was suspended in the air and moved to the center of the stands, and with a short dragon claw, the long axis box on the stand flew into the claws.
"The gold coins sold will be confiscated, the gold coins sold will be confiscated, Your Majesty is not happy, Your Majesty is not happy, but you still have to work hard, hateful bosses!"
With the voice that could be heard in the audience, Douglas raised the long shaft box and said:
"That's it, the starting price is nothing, you can use any pawn gold coin resources to auction, okay, let's start!"
The raised short claws fell, and Douglas hung on the dragon's wings, hanging the dragon's head, and was weak.
Zhou Mo didn't know how many times he held his forehead and sighed today!
"Powerful, cute, rich, so capricious, yes, so capricious!"
Zhou Mo complained in his heart, but looking at this rare cute performance, Zhou Mo was inexplicably cordial in his heart, and even unconsciously showed some smiles on the corners of his mouth.
Ruiwen Nalong saw the warm smile on the corner of Zhou Mo's mouth that she had never seen before, her heart moved slightly, and her blue eyes glanced at Douglas, who was unhappy all over the stands, and a thought arose in her heart!
"Sooner or later, catch it home and raise it, Zhou Mo and others like it very much!"
A private room on the second floor, which had never been lit up, was the first to hear:
"Ten million dragon gold coins!"
The Dragon Gold Coin is the common gold coin of all continents, and one Dragon Gold Coin is equivalent to one hundred Otto Empire Gold Coins!
Ten million gold coins is equivalent to a whole billion gold coins!
"The elven clan is rich and rich, but my dwarf kingdom is not stingy, 20 million dragon gold coins!"
Uncle Redbeard's rugged voice resounded through the auction room.
"Hehe, the pure golden dragon dragon breath, how many thousands of years have I not tried it, and it still feels so comfortable!"
The soft and elegant voice of the blood clan sounded, causing Douglas in the stands to raise his head suddenly, and there was a golden flame surging in the dragon's eyes!
Even smoke came out of the dragon's mouth, and it was possible to take another breath of dragon breath at any time, so that the blood clan in the box quickly turned to the topic and said:
"Although my blood clan has been sealed for a long time, there are still a lot of dragon gold coins stored, 30 million dragon gold coins!"
"The Bloods, the Terrans are really useless, and they let you hateful mosquitoes escape!"
This voice even made Zhou Mo's whole body tremble slightly, because the coldness contained in the voice made Zhou Mo's keen intuition frantically warn that this was the ruthless killing power that could only be obtained by slaughtering countless living beings!
As soon as these words were said, the three princes in the Otto royal box could not be silent.
"No matter how useless my human race is, it's much better than you filthy rats who have been driven out of the center of the continent!"
The orc ignored the words of the third prince, but said directly:
"We don't have dragon gold coins in our beast clan, but I don't know how the dragon clan can buy the beast materials!"
Douglas glanced at the box where the orcs were, and said weakly:
"The list of purchase prices is on your left, see for yourself!"
After a while, the orc continued:
"The dragon gold coins are really valuable, but the accumulation of my beast clan over hundreds of thousands of years is also a lot, 50 million dragon gold coins!"
As soon as the words fell, the third prince of Otto immediately spoke up:
"The beast clan is so generous, 100 million dragon gold coins!"
The Otto royal family of the Three Kingdoms took the lead, and they all tacitly stopped talking!
"110,000,000,000 dragon gold coins!"
Saint-Fravoux's voice sounded calmly.
Zhou Mo stood up from the box, and just as he wanted to speak to Ruiwen, he heard Uncle Redbeard's voice sound again:
"The elf clan is stingy, 200 million dragon gold coins!"
Then Saint-Fravoux's calm, voice, without a hint of emotion, continued:
"300 million dragon gold coins!"
"Four hundred million!"
"500 million dragon gold coins!"
"Grandma's, 600 million!"
"700 million dragon gold coins!"
"You elves are rich, aren't you, 800 million!"
"Nine hundred million dragon gold coins!"
"Damn, what kind of mission did the old man give me? I collapsed a Mithril vein and was exiled for so many years, and it took me a lot of effort to produce two veins of pure gold!!
Zhou Mo heard the word "rely on" that he obviously learned from him, as well as the familiar style of complaining, and sighed again.
Walking to the one-way transparent glass, Zhou Mo looked down at the stands, watching Douglas standing alone on the stands with a long-axis box, Zhou Mo frowned slightly, for some reason, seeing the elves and dwarves raising the price so high so-for-tat, Zhou Mo always had a bad feeling.
Suddenly, Zhou Mo opened his mouth and whispered:
"After this thing is sold, how many percent will it be divided into those four races?"
Douglas's ears in the stands moved slightly, and then he raised his head sharply and looked at the box where Zhou Mo was.
However, the moment Douglas looked up, Zhou Mo had already turned around and walked back to the depths of the box.
Sure enough, today's matter is a bureau, a bureau where the dragon clan wants to pit the dead human race!
Zhou Mo frowned and walked back and forth in the box a few times, and then his footsteps stopped suddenly!
Ruiwen saw Zhou Mo's strange appearance, her blue eyes flowed, and she immediately reacted, looking at Zhou Mo's sad appearance, she couldn't help but smile and said:
"It's certain that the human race will be cheated today, after all, that thing must not be taken by foreign races, I believe that everyone present today knows in their hearts, why are you so worried!"
Zhou Mo looked at Rui Wen from a distance, and said:
"Things are by no means that simple, have you ever thought about such a vital thing, why would the four clans reach an agreement with the dragon clan to pit the human clan once, why don't you just buy it back at a cost!"
"I don't know about the beast clan, but whether it is the blood famine, the elven queen, or even the hill dwarf king, they are not short-sighted people, they should know that if such a thing has a one percent hope that they can comprehend the mystery of the source energy armament, then no matter how much it costs, in the long run, it will be earned by blood!"
"Such a good opportunity, an opportunity to occasionally peek into the most fundamental secrets of the human race, why do these four clans just want to trick the human race?"
Zhou Mo's dark eyes looked at Ruiwen, both eyelids were beating involuntarily, looking a little funny and ridiculous.
However, after listening to Zhou Mo's words, Ruiwen Nalong didn't have the heart to laugh at all.
"I don't know much about other races, but if the Elven Empire does its best, it will be impossible for the Terrans, who are now divided, to compete with it no matter what!"
"However, it is also common sense that the Elf Empress does not want to use such a large capital to gamble on a very slim opportunity!"
Although she said this, her brows furrowed deeper and deeper, obviously unable to convince herself.
"It's not the first time that the Terran Terran has made an appearance, in ancient times, the Terran Terran rose with the Source Energy Armament and snatched the fattest living space on this continent!"
"Vicissitudes of life, after so many years, if you say, I mean, if these races, which have not been very harmonious with the human race, have developed some ways to restrain the human race's source energy armament, I think, it is not surprising!"
Zhou Mo tentatively said a hypothetical statement!
But the moment he said this, Ruiwen Nalon's face suddenly turned pale!(To be continued.) )