"Ladies and gentlemen, this talking brain can not only show you the face of the original owner of the brain, but also talk to you like a living person."

"Let's say hello to everyone."

The auctioneer placed the microphone next to another small box, and from the small box came a monotonous sound with no particularly large fluctuations in emotion.

"Where is this?"

"I'm going on a great interstellar trip!"

"Let me go!"

The projected old man's face made subtle changes in expression, because the visual angle of view of the projection was not very wide, so the face had been trying its best to turn to the left and right, but it could not turn too much angle, and could only squint at the auctioneer next to him.

This antics amused most of the people present, many of whom forgot the fear they had just seen the human brain, and looked at the projected face with interest as if they were watching a wonderful clown circus.

"Guys, this isn't a gramophone or a radio trick, it's a real person!"

"Allow me to prove this to you by inviting an audience member to come on stage and interact live with this talking brain."

"Who volunteered?"

"Okay, that's the gentleman, please come up to the front."

"You can ask him questions, you can ask any kind of question, and he will answer them."

"Just be clear, the owner of this brain has experienced some unreasonable things before, so it may not be very rational to say it."

"But rest assured, everything he says is the result of careful thinking by the brain."

The auctioneer handed a microphone to the spectator, who was wearing a silver mask and a white tuxedo, and asked the brain a question.

"What's your name?"

It was a very regular question, and the talking brain answered it immediately.

"Shitaro Abe."

Brain said his name without hesitation, causing Tsunade to frown slightly and some other guests to talk.

"Abe Ishitaro? It's a familiar name. ”

"That's the one, the one from the Abe family of the Fire Country."

"Is this his brain?"

The people who sit here are either rich or noble, and naturally they have heard a little about the famous Abe family of the Fire Country.

However, the person who asked the question did not pay much attention to the identity of the brain deity, but continued to ask: "My name is Randolph Carter, can you read my name?" ”

"Randolph Carter."

"What about reading it again?"

"Randolphtka."

Abe's tone didn't change, but the pace of his speech quickened a bit.

"What about reading it again?"

"Why should I read your name so many times?"

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I have already read the name twice, and even the brain, which is not very prone to emotional changes after stripping the body, has a relatively violent resistance reaction.

But that's what Randolph Carter wants.

He nodded and greeted the auctioneer, returned the microphone to the auctioneer, and returned to the stage with a fluttering step.

Tsunade's scrutinizing eyes followed the strange man until he returned to his seat, then turned to continue looking at the stage.

The auctioneer raised the microphone again and said, "I think you know enough about the magic of this finale. ”

"Then the starting price is 100 gold coins, so if you are interested, please feel free to bid!"

“100！”

“110！”

“115！”

...

The sound of bidding came and went, and soon the price of the auction rose from 100 gold coins to 200 gold coins, and it continues to rise.

In the black market and underground auction houses, there are rich people from all over the world, so the coins of various countries are not easy to use, and only gold coins are hard currency.

Wealthy people who come here to spend money can exchange their own national currency here for gold coins of uniform specifications, and then spend them here.

Although 200 gold coins may not sound like a lot, it is equivalent to about 16 million taels of Naruto coins, which is already the reward for a ninja to complete more than a dozen S-class missions.

However, the price has risen to 200 gold coins, which is much smaller than when it started.

After all, this magical lot does not have the same obvious value as a traditional lot, and more rich people still have a curious mentality.

Paying 200 gold coins for a curious item is already a very big price.

So the further back we went, the fewer people were bidding, and in the end, only the man named Randolph Carter was still bidding with another person.

...

“237！”

“240！”

“...”

"240 gold coins for the first time!"

The man who had bid with Randolph Carter gave up, and the auctioneer hurried to prepare for the final verdict, because he had already made enough money on this bizarre lot.

And Randolph Carter on the other side also smiled slightly.

During the conversation with the brain, Randolph Carter deliberately asked the brain three identical questions.

The first two questions received almost the same feedback, but on the third question, Randolph Carter received a different answer.

This seemingly meaningless question and answer led Randolph Carter to a conclusion.

That is, the talking brain in front of you is not a deceptive little trick that only answers fixed questions, but the human mind really exists.

Only the real human brain will produce emotional changes that are reflected in the previous questions after asking three of the same questions in a row.

"240 gold coins for the second time!"

The auctioneer, with an excited smile on his face, shouted for the second time, but still no one continued to bid.

But just as the auctioneer couldn't wait to confirm the third time, and then raised the auction hammer in his hand, a voice from the private room on the second floor sounded.

"300 gold coins!"

A new sound emerges, leading to a second climax in the auction house.

"VIPs from the VIP box bid 300 gold coins!" The auctioneer's excited voice almost burst out.

"Is anyone else bidding?"

"Who else?"

Randolph Carter, who had been trying to bid before, gave up the bid, and no one else left the bid again.

"Okay! Congratulations to the guests from the box on the second floor for acquiring this amazing lot! ”

The auctioneer's hammer fell, announcing the ownership of the last finale and the end of the normal auction.

Randolph Carter looked up into the darkness of the second-floor box, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and then turned to leave.

And Tsunade had already quietly come to the backstage with Mute, watching the auction staff deliver their lots to the box on the second floor.

After the staff left, Tsunade and Shizune immediately rushed to the box door and kicked it open.

Inside the dark box, an emaciated figure was sitting on the sofa with his back to the box door.

"Orochimaru!"