The sun never sets, and the enthusiasm of the exchange group is surprising, and the whole day is full of various visits.

Finally returned to the hotel to rest, Xiahou Meng had a good time, and pulled Xiahou Tian to continue the night game, Xiahou Tian reluctantly exchanged glances with Qiming, it seems that he can't go out to wave tonight.

So Qiming walked out by himself.

He specially asked Lu Chenglin to obtain information about the gathering point of the three sects and nine streams in the Sun Never Sets Realm, and there were some things that he needed to inquire about in person.

Who would have imagined that in the world where the sun never sets, the gray area established by the lion's den turned out to be an art museum, and this group of people is really serious to a certain extent.

What should have been full of alcohol and hormones has been moved into a luxurious castle, with bizarre works of art displayed around every corner.

It's just a painting and a sculpture on that one, and Qiming asked himself that he couldn't appreciate it without that artistic germ.

But what do the broken rags and rotten bricks in the corner mean?

Is this also art?

Qiming deeply doubted that he could become a work of art by taking off his shoes and putting them aside.

Fortunately, there are some small stalls selling some art next to this place, which always makes Qiming have something to look at.

Ordinary weapons and plant clothes are just that, and when he saw the third demon god core, Qiming had to admit that this place was a bit of a way.

There are also star fragments, many of which are sold on the table, which shows how high the consumption level of the so-called art museum is.

"What is this?"

Qiming finally saw a small stall with soul stones, picked it up and looked at it.

What kind of eyesight are the owners of the stalls selling things in this kind of place, and they know at a glance that Qiming is the kind of person who kills decisively.

This kind of person who can still move around will not be poor.

"This is a soul stone, young master. A specialty of the Nile. ”

"What's the use? Looks good. ”

The owner of the stall immediately came to the spirit, and when he came up, he first asked about the use, regardless of the price, and they were all big customers: "You are too discerning, young master, the soul stone is a good thing."

The unique ghost of the Niloan realm is a primordial martial artist, and after entering the high-level realm, he summons a ghost, and only then does he have a slight chance of forming a soul stone.

A high-level realm primordial martial artist can use the power of the stars to burn soul stones to enhance his spiritual cultivation, which is the only way known to mankind to improve his spiritual power in a slow and orderly manner.

Not only that, but the domestication technology of the demon god that our sun never sets and the leading all-blue star in the world also needs to rely on the soul stone, with the soul stone, the primordial martial artist who is not a summoning system can summon the demon god to fight.

Definitely a first-class scarce resource. ”

Qiming probably understands that cultivating spiritual power is indeed a good thing: "How to sell it?" ”

"Look at you are a person who knows the goods, in this way, make a friend and give you the internal price, 20 billion!"

Qiming glanced up at him.

"I'm looking like a fool?"

The cold disappeared in a flash, and the stall owner was clever out of thin air, and cold sweat flowed.

"Hey, hey, don't worry, I didn't finish it. I mean 20 billion, these three on the table are all for you, you package and buy the effect better, isn't it? ”

Qiming probably has a few.

It is estimated that there is still a premium, but at least one soul stone is worth about 5 billion. It is about equal to two catties of high-grade yang stone.

If you want to buy something, you won't be here, Qiming turned around and left.

"Ladies and gentlemen, tonight's charity auction will take place in an hour in the gallery auditorium. If you are interested, please come in advance. ”

Charity Auction ......

Qiming followed the flow of people to the door of the so-called auditorium to see what these unfamiliar terms were.

Then, under the translation of the divine sense system, I saw the display board in front of the auditorium.

"In the public auction, the lots are donated by various forces, and all the proceeds from the auction will be donated to the children on the list, except for 10% of the venue maintenance costs."

"Saiya: My family is poor, I have been working to support my studies, my three older sisters are all working, and I want to buy a new pair of sneakers for my brother.

Charity donation: 10 million yuan. ”

"Rika: I have a disability and I couldn't stand and walk since I was a child, and I wanted a pair of plant-ged lower limbs to be able to stand on the ground out of a wheelchair.

Charity donation: 200 million yuan. ”

"Aratu: I grew up in a poor family and didn't have the money to maintain the mecha, and my dream was to be able to obtain an energy crystal.

Donation amount: 800 million yuan. ”

？？？

Qiming was about to throw up.

The sun never sets, what kind of public auction is this?

The Tianjiao boy who crawled out of the desert in the Niloan realm is working frantically for a chance to get ahead and never return to the desert!

In the temporary labor market in Mianbei City, Kyushu, only 200 yuan of hard work is given for a night, and there are people rushing to do it!

What about this group of people?

Qiming grabbed a city and hasn't even worn 10 million pairs of sneakers!

And that Aratu, the mecha pilot is still crying poor?

Poor, you sold your mecha!

"You don't really think that what these signs say is the real purpose of the so-called charity auction, do you?"

Qiming turned his head and looked at the blonde boy beside him with clear eyebrows.

Everyone here wore half a colored mask, but only the part of the mask revealed was enough to see that the young man's family background should be very good.

It is different from Qiming, which is full of wind and frost and coldness.

"For what?"

"Whatever this place is, it's what it's for."

Qiming had an instant realization.

Is it all a disguise?

It's just that the sun does not set on the interface sub-project is better, and the archway is higher, so it is disguised as a so-called public welfare auction?

Behind these lots...... Do they all mean something else?

"How do you know?"

The teenager shrugged: "Everyone here knows. But you're a foreigner, and I don't think you know what I think you know. ”

Qiming Nature is wary of everyone: "What do you want? ”

"So vigilant, looking at your complexion, are you a person from the Dragon's Lair? Have you ever heard of the Skyhawk? ”

"The head of the lion's den, the eagle on which the sun never sets."

The young man finally showed a big smile: "Yes, I am from the Sky Eagle, and the entire art museum belongs to my family." ”

“……”

From beginning to end, the boy did not show the slightest hostility towards Qiming.

Qiming also probably guessed what he meant.

When you come to this kind of place, you can't figure out the mechanism, how to spend money?

"You are only fifteen or sixteen years old, and you have just married Yuan Dan, so you dare to come out everywhere."

The young man was full of indifference: "I said that it is my family, will you make a move on the little master of Shuguang in the venue of Dawn?" ”

Qiming thought about it for a while and felt that Xiahou Tian would not care about this.

"What does the lot mean?"

Seeing Qiming coming up, the blonde boy was very cheerful: "Oh, do you see that row of cubicles?" Each compartment has a lot, ask for things first, and then bid.

What kind of weapons and weapons, cultivation resources, and plant demon gods...... There is only what you can't think of, and there is nothing that Skyhawk can't buy. ”