Chapter Eighty-Six: Dimensionality Reduction Strike
For the first time since the auction began, it was so quiet.
Many people are hesitant to make a bid.
Especially in the face of such a thing that sounds like a powerful thing, but no one knows if it's really powerful.
After all, this is not a well-known elven item, similar to the Orb of Life, Sharp Fang, and so on.
However, just when everyone was hesitating, the host walked to the side and seemed to have heard something from the staff.
Striding back to the stage again.
But the smile on his face couldn't be maintained.
A little embarrassed: "According to the latest news, the seller only accepts elf props related to ghost elves or evil elves. ”
Wow –
The audience laughed one after another.
Tuk tuk!
"But!"
The hostess forcibly made the venue quiet again, and said solemnly: "But! But the seller said that if everyone's bid exceeds the price of the spoon itself, he is willing to cover the difference. ”
"And, in order to show his sincerity, he is willing to provide a ghost elf as a subsidy, I believe everyone knows the value of ghost elves."
Despite her good offers, the buyers are not fools.
How good can a ghostly elf be as an additive?
"Ahem, the auction begins!"
The hostess is already cursing her boss in her heart.
She managed to maintain the lively atmosphere for most of the time, and was directly "washed away" like this, and she had a dirty word in her heart, and she didn't know whether to say it or not.
And in the box.
Although Xia Yan also heard the other party's words, he looked at Yongjira who was lying on the window with burning eyes, and knew that this thing might indeed be a big wrong.
"However, looking at Yongjira's eagerness, it may not necessarily be wronged."
He also felt that the item was very expensive and that the auction format was unreasonable.
But there was no way, Yongira took a fancy to it.
I still feel the attraction of it from such a distance.
"Thousands of years ago, the ancient elves? Or an ultra-ancient elf? ”
Thinking in his heart, Xia Yan still walked to the quotation and directly pressed the button on the table.
This is the first time he has participated in a bid.
"Thirty-eight! VIP No. 38, bid 1 million! ”
Seeing that someone finally made an offer, the hostess secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and finally there would be no unsuccessful auction.
"Yongji?"
Yongjira also reacted, and when she saw Xia Yan, who usually picked and searched for herself, she pressed the button representing one million alliance coins without hesitation, saying that she didn't feel it in her heart, it was all fake.
Still, Yunjira did really want the spoon.
Because it senses that there seems to be something special hidden inside, it has a great attraction to it.
So.
It wants it so much!
This is the first time that Yongjira wants something like this, and Natsuhiko naturally won't be stingy.
"A million at a time! Anyone else bidding? ”
The hostess looked around the audience, looking expectant on her face, but in fact, she had already sentenced this thing to death in her heart, and she only hoped that it would end soon.
"A million twice!"
But some things don't go so far.
The lights of Box 15 came on.
The hostess was also stunned for a short time, and said with some surprise: "Box 15, bid 1.1 million!" ”
"Is anyone else bidding?"
In the box.
"Huh?" Hearing that someone was competing with him for such an unpromising thing, he couldn't help frowning.
But since it has been decided to photograph this thing, there is nothing to hesitate at this time.
Slap the button again.
"One hundred and fifty thousand! Thirty-eight VIPs, bid one hundred and fifteen ......"
However, before the host's voice fell, the lights in box 15 came on again.
"One million two hundred thousand! VIP No. 15, bid 1.2 million! ”
"One million two hundred and fifty thousand!"
"One million and three million!"
“...”
"One million seven million! VIP No. 15 bid 1.7 million! ”
The eyes of everyone in the audience fell on the No. 38 box where Xia Yan was.
During this time, it was Xia Yan and another person in box 15 who were bidding, and in just a few minutes, it had soared from one million to 1.7 million, and they wanted to see if the people in box 38 would follow.
In the box, Xia Yan crossed Erlang's legs, his face was expressionless, and he slowly ate the few grapes left in the fruit bowl.
"Yongji......" Yongjira was a little hesitant and a little struggling.
"Yongjira, you can indeed feel its attraction to you, right? There's something special in there? Xia Yan asked in a calm tone.
"Yongji!"
After so much perceiving, Yongjira was determined, and nodded emphatically.
"In this way, we are not the only ones who know the goods......
Since Yunjira wants it, and it is indeed a good thing.
Xia Yan spat out the grape seeds, stood up, and picked up the microphone next to him.
Decidely gave up the slow bidding.
After a deliberate cover-up, a slightly hoarse voice spread throughout the audience, "A high-grade dark stone." ”
Wow –
The audience was in an uproar again.
This is a high-level Dark Stone!
There is no market, many people want to have nowhere to buy, what is the origin of the guests in this No. 38 box?
This is obviously too lazy to compete with the person in the fifteenth box, and directly reduce the dimensionality!
Crush!
Completely crushed!
Even the hostess had a brief trance.
She really didn't expect that this thing, which was not favored by her at all, would actually come up with a high-grade dark stone for this?
This time, everyone's eyes fell on Box 15 again.
Many people showed a playful look.
And at this time, in the fifteenth box.
A man wrapped in a black robe, holding a mid-grade Dark Stone tightly in his hand, his eyes lit up.
This is what he deliberately prepared for this spoon.
Unexpectedly, before he could take it out, the other party directly used a high-quality dark stone.
Hit by dimensionality reduction.
Where does this make sense?
"Humph!"
Leng snorted, got up directly, and strode out of the box.
He participated in this auction for this spoon, and now that he has not been auctioned, there is no need to stay any longer.
The eyes are full of cold.
The other side.
"The latest situation, the seller said that he wants this dark stone, he will subsidize the difference, and at the same time provide a precious ghost elf, the auction of this item is over!"
Nonsense.
It's all out of the high-level Dark Stone, and you still want to keep a hammer?
Meanwhile.
There was a knock on the door of Natsuhiko's box.
Tuk Tuk Tuk –
A voice came from outside, "No. 38, the seller who sold Lot 112, wants to meet you." ”
Meet?
What's there to see?
Xia Yan chuckled, he didn't know what the other party meant?
It's just to see if he really has a high-grade dark stone in his hand, after all, this thing is really rare.
A hoarse voice sounded, "No need to see me, you ask him to bring me the money for the difference and the spoon, and I will naturally take out the high-grade Dark Stone." ”
Xia Yan didn't mean to open the door.
It's a deal, what's there to meet?
Hearing Xia Yan's resolute attitude, the staff outside the door was silent for a short time before responding: "...... Yes, sir. ”
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VIP room inside the auction venue.
An old man with gray hair, with a short-haired little girl about fifteen or sixteen years old with dark skin.
"Grandpa, how can you bring me to the auction house on the black market?" The little girl looked at her grandfather with a puzzled face, as if she was more or less uncomfortable with the black market.
"Hehe-Fleur, whether it's a black market or a white market, as long as we can get what we want, it's a good market, and we can't be too rigid about the rules of the alliance, this is the first lesson that grandpa took you down the mountain." The old man looked at his granddaughter with a little doting.
"Oh......" Fleur stuck out her little tongue.
She had just left the Sacred Mountain not long ago, and she didn't know much about these human accidents outside, but simply felt that the alliance was good, and the others were bad.
But apparently, her grandfather was quite an experienced old man.
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