After a few more minutes, the price had reached 150,000 gold coins, and the price increase had slowed down at this time, and the box of the four bidders tacitly slowed down the speed of bidding.

In the eighth box, Qiankun is a Sven man in his thirties, who has been in charge of the canopy for seven years.

He glanced at the message from the friends tab, shook his head, and sighed.

In the second box, Xingchen helplessly glanced at the four branch presidents including Drunken Jiangshan, and said calmly: "Let's give up." ”

In box four, the eternal parting wine president was a young man of twenty-seven or eighteen years old, and he had made the same decision at this moment.

"160,000 gold coins, box 1 bid 160,000 gold coins, is there anything higher?"

"160,000 gold coins at a time!"

"160,000 gold coins twice!"

"160,000 gold coins three times!"

Qian Tong paused, seemed to have received some news, and continued to shout:

"Deal! Congratulations to the No. 1 box Lingxiao Palace, which won the first territory development order of the Shenwu Era! ”

The box opened, and Taiyi, the vice president of Lingxiao Palace, personally went down, took the development order from Qian Tong, and returned to the box.

"160,000 gold coins, 16,000,000 credits!"

Song Zhan leaned back in his soft chair, repeating the number in his mind.

Qian Tong on the stage was still trying his best to say some scenes, and Song Zhan couldn't hear what he said at all.

If someone had told him that he could earn 10 million a month through games, he would have scoffed at him and given him a "daydream".

But now, this incident did happen to Song Zhan.

Song Zhan knew that his life had changed dramatically from this moment on.

......

The auction is over, it's over, but the aftermath of this auction has only just begun.

No matter how the outside world talks about it and how envious of the sellers of the pioneer order, these have nothing to do with Song Zhan.

It's been an hour, and it's been an hour since Song Zhan's bank account transferred money in.

Song Zhan lay on the bed in his rental house, clicked on the account balance from time to time to count, and then pinched his thigh hard, and then smirked twice.

He, Song Zhan, was twenty-four years and eight months old, and his wealth was free.

Looking at the series of numbers on the account, Song Zhan felt extremely relieved.

It's such a wonderful feeling to be rich.

got up and washed his face, and Song Zhan forcibly calmed himself down.

My mother was sick before, so I borrowed some money from a few roommates, and now I have to return all the money I borrowed before.

Song Zhan sent money from account to account, and every time he finished calling an account, he would receive a call from the other party.

"Hey, boss, it's okay, isn't it a turnaround, so I want to give you back the money first."

"Thank you, boss, next time you come to Nancheng, eat, drink and play one-stop service, count me in."

"En, Wang Er, hurry up and collect the money, otherwise I won't give it back."

"Han Laosi, thank you very much, you have time to come to Nancheng and provide one-stop service."

After several roommates finished speaking, Song Zhan sent another 55,000 yuan to Zhang Wei.

Within two minutes, he received a call from Zhang Wei, "Let's just say, my son is out of town now, and he will have the money to honor his father so soon?" ”

"Fuck off, this is the pocket money that Dad gave you, do you want it, don't give it back to me."

"This is what my son gave me with filial piety, and I definitely want it."

Zhang Wei said with a smile and took the money.

"What's the matter, is this a hair? Could it be that at tonight's auction, you also have something to auction? ”

"Well, I sold the first knife."

Song Zhan said with a smile, he didn't say that he also sold the last development order, for fear of scaring Zhang Wei, so it was easier to accept.

"Niu Pi, a knife is more than 100,000 yuan, and I have made a lot of money."

"It's a little bit of the light of the auction house, otherwise it's definitely not worth so much."

Song Zhan shook his head and said modestly.

"Alright, stop showing off, what are you going to do next? Is it still online tonight? Do you want to come out together and have a skewer? ”

Zhang Wei unceremoniously debunked the fact that Song Zhan was pretending to be forced and asked.

"Next?"

Song Zhan, who asked Zhang Wei's words, was a little confused, but he still said: "No, no, no, I'll go online later, and I can't break it for a day now." ”

After hanging up the phone, Song Zhan lay on the bed, looking at the white ceiling.

What's next?

And then continue to make money?

Now there are sixteen million lying in the account, as long as you don't squander it, it's basically enough to spend.

Going out to eat, drink and be merry?

He wasn't that kind of person, and he didn't have that interest.

Work?

This is not in the realm of consideration at all.

After thinking for a long time, Song Zhan turned his head and saw the silver-white game helmet placed next to the pillow.

Think about what to do so much, it's rare to have such a real game, just play.

Putting on the helmet, Song Zhan went online again.

In Zhenyuan City, the heat of the auction has not completely faded, and the whole city is still lively.

Song Zhan opened the box door and walked out.

Looking at the players coming and going in the treasure building, Song Zhan suddenly felt like a world away.

Before, he would never look at these people, and he was bent on fighting monsters and upgrading to make money.

Why is this happening.

Song Zhan thought about it carefully, maybe his mentality had changed.

He's no longer in a hurry, he's no longer under the pressure of life, so he can watch people come and go, he can listen to the hustle and bustle of the city, he can feel the temperature in the air, eh? There is also the smell of feet and foxes.

Song Zhan tightened the red lotus cloak on his body, quickly squeezed through the crowd and walked out, walked outside the Treasure Tower, took a few breaths of fresh air greedily, and then left the Treasure Tower without looking back.

Walking on the central avenue of Zhenyuan City, looking at the vendors on both sides of the road, talking and laughing, selling goods, chatting about family life, and from time to time there are children chasing me on the street, so happy.

Song Zhan walked and watched like this, and walked for twenty minutes before he reached the door of his house.

Walking into the bedroom and opening the storage room, Song Zhan counted the items, basically handed over everything that could be sold to Qian Tong and sent it to the auction house for sale, and the rest were some more precious and useful props and materials.

It is worth mentioning that Qian Tong mailed him a piece of equipment, which was a wolf king suit that he had not gathered before.

Tyranny of the Wolf King (Silver): Level 5 required.

Part: Leggings - Set 1/3.

Durability: 50/50.

Attributes: Defense 18-21; Strength +3.

Trait: Tyrannical Power (Active): Increases Strength and Agility by 5 for 30s. Cool for 2 hours (shared cooldown).

Set Effect: When active is enabled, the duration is increased by 60 seconds.

This time the outbreak has been raised again.

After putting on the leggings, Song Zhan looked at his attributes.

Character: Mo Shengxuan

Grade: 11

Health: 1200

Morale: 154

Strength: 42

Dexterity: 29

Constitution: 29

Intelligence: 4

Spirit: 4

Attack: 160-163

Defense: 119-122

Balance: 4

Jumps: 7

Stamina: 100%

Hidden Attributes:

Charm: 8

Lucky: 6

Passive Skill: Man of Steel.

Professional Expertise: Beginner hand-to-hand combat; Junior Weapon Mastery: Sword (+1 Attack Hit); War Physique (+1 Ailment Resistance Determination); Immortal warspirit.