"Uh, okay. It's worthy of being S-class, and it's really different. ”

Townsend admired.

Kassel's predecessor was the Secret Party, whose purpose was to exterminate all pure-blooded dragons.

But not every half-breed holds this idea, and many more are out of this war.

They hate dragons, but they don't see themselves on the side of humans either.

They pride themselves on their half-blooded bloodlines, being a 'third race' between humans and dragons.

In fact, within Kassel, the level of blood is also an important criterion for determining status.

An S-class like Lu Mingfei should enjoy the superiority of the dragon bloodline even more.

"What do you think of the dragon bloodline?"

Lu Mingfei suddenly asked.

"Me? I don't know, having dragon blood wasn't my choice. If you have to say it, it's better to be an ordinary person. ”

Tang Sen was stunned and replied.

"Why?"

He asked.

"I studied botany, and being a hybrid-race always feels like a hybrid fruit. You know, it's that nondescript feeling. ”

Townsend shrugged.

"I understand. Interested in slaying dragons? ”

Lu Mingfei's tone softened a little.

"Slay the dragon? I don't dare, I just want to be a rich second-generation bastard and wait for death. ”

Townsend shook his head repeatedly.

"If you change your mind, you can come to me in Kassel. There will soon be no place for dragons in this world, and hybrids will need to contribute to humanity. ”

He patted Townsend on the shoulder and stopped talking, leaving the latter to fall into thought.

"Before we begin, I would like to congratulate all of you, because you are participating in a real auction. All the auction items today are top-notch alchemy items. ”

The host said proudly.

His words elicited whispers from his guests, some expecting it and others believing it to be just a business ploy.

"Some of you may suspect that we are exaggerating, but it doesn't matter, we will auction the first lot of the sale."

The host struck a hammer, and two graceful bunny girls came up carrying an open box.

In fact, one person is completely enough, after all, they are also all half-breeds.

But the auction house did it on purpose, because the two cards were bigger than the pair.

"For the first lot, we tentatively named it Oneiroi's Sands."

The host uncovered the red cloth in the box, revealing the half-filled bottle inside.

The bottle is just an ordinary glass bottle, but the sand inside is glowing with a little starlight.

Legend has it that Hypnos, the god of sleep, had three sons: Iconus who was in charge of the "Dream of the Beast Form", Fontassus who was in charge of the "Dream of the Object Form", and Morpheus was the master of the "Dream of the Human Form". ”

"Among them, Morpheus will take the form of a human being and enter the dreams of human beings before the world turns into night or before the death of human beings, creating sweet dreams to reduce their pain and stress."

"And the sands of Oneiroi also have the same ability, as long as you swallow it in your stomach or inhale it in your nose, you can enter the sweetest dreams, make you completely forget the troubles of reality, more powerful than the most powerful addiction, and there are no physiological side effects."

"This bottle of Oneiroi Sand is enough to be used about ten times, and for such a cure for reality, we are offering a starting bid of $3 million."

$3 million just to have ten dreams?

$3 million is enough to invite ten beautiful girls from different countries to sleep 300 times in different ways.

What kind of wrongdoers would buy such a collection?

Townsend complained in his heart.

"$4 million."

The voice of the wronged head sounded in his ears, deafening.

Tang Sen turned his head dumbfounded and watched Lu Mingfei raise the number plate.

"Lu, do people like you also need to rely on sweet dreams to anesthetize themselves?"

He asked, puzzled.

"No, I don't."

Lu Mingfei shook his head.

For Space Marines, dreaming is unnecessary and even dangerous, especially sweet dreams.

That means either your will is starting to weaken, or you're being targeted by something that can manipulate your spirit.

"And what are you?"

"Because I have money."

Lu Mingfei said calmly.

The ordinary rich second-generation Tang Sen silently closed his mouth and retracted his position.

Of course, the real reason is not only this, considering the effect of the Spirit of Words Dream Tapir, Lu Mingfei feels that this Oneiroi Sand may have an unexpected effect.

4.1 million.

4.2 million.

4.4 million.

Later, some people raised their cards one after another, and it seems that this alchemy addiction is still quite marketable.

After all, the higher the pedigree of a half-breed, the less effective this type of drug will be.

This kind of alchemy item that is 100% effective and has no physiological side effects can be regarded as the best of addictive products.

"$6 million."

Lu Mingfei directly raised the auction price to another notch.

This price directly plunged the scene into silence.

"$6 million for the first time, $6 million for the second time, $6 million for the third time, deal!"

The moderator lightly smashed the hammer.

"Congratulations to this gentleman for taking the first piece of the show."

The host waved his hand, and the bunny girl went down with the box again.

Lots are not delivered to bidders on the spot, but are settled after the auction is over.

"I believe that through the first collection, everyone has already seen the tip of the iceberg of this auction event. Next, we will auction the second piece of the collection. ”

The host tapped the hammer, and a gorgeous woman in a cheongsam walked to the front of the stage with a light swing.

The box in her hand was held to her chest, no more, no less, just to block half of the snow white, causing infinite imagination.

"The second lot is called Taiping Longevity Lock."

The host opened the box and showed the collection inside to everyone.

"The longevity lock is a tradition in China, and the Chinese people believe that as long as they hang this kind of ornament, they can help children to ward off disasters and evil, and "lock" life. ”

"And this Taiping longevity lock is a prince in ancient China, who spent a lot of money to invite an alchemy master to build it for his only son."

"As long as it is worn on the body, it will automatically sense the crisis encountered by the owner and resist the damage for the owner."

"According to the records of the collector's family, it once blocked a high-risk attack for the little prince. It can still be used once. ”

"This self-defense treasure inherited by the ancient nobles, we give a starting price of 6 million US dollars."

The sensation caused by this collection was much greater than that of Oneiroiroi's Sands.

After all, not everyone wants to dream, but the vast majority want to live a little longer.

And in a mixed-race society where there are constant guns and arrows, there is such a life-saving thing that can indeed improve people's sense of security.

"I'll pay $6.5 million!"

A man in a striped suit stood up and shouted loudly.

"$7 million."

Another lady in a purple mink fur immediately followed.

$7.3 million.

$7.8 million.

$9 million.

Auction prices soon skyrocketed.

"$12 million."

Lu Mingfei didn't get up, but the sign was held up a cut above everyone else.

And his voice was like a thunderbolt in the sky, shaking the others so that they didn't dare to speak.

"$12 million for the first time, $12 million for the second time, $12 million for the third time, deal!"

"Congratulations to this gentleman for taking a second piece of the collection again."

The moderator struck the hammer.

The first two items were taken by the same person, and both were in such a crude way that many guests turned their eyes to them.

"Look, I'll just say that you respect me very much."

Ange whispered triumphantly in Elizabeth's ear.

Elizabeth pouted quietly, are you sure he's respecting you and not being an upstart in the first place?

"Let's auction the third piece of the collection."

The host knocked down the hammer again, and this time it was a strong man with a naked body.

The strong man with a Caucasian face frowned, every muscle on his face twitching, as if the fact of holding the collection was putting a lot of pressure on him.

The host opened the box, and then quickly removed his fingers as if he had been electrocuted.

Inside the box was a withered embryo, the size of a mouse, covered in tiny scales.

"The third collection, an ancient half-breed embryo concocted by alchemy."

"This collection was discovered decades ago from an ancient tomb in Africa, when the entire expedition was controlled by its own terrified realm, and died in terror in the tomb, with only one person escaping."

"Then the man sold the news to a half-breed family who poured mercury vapor into the tomb for a whole day before weakening its activity and bringing it out."

"The realm of alchemy is built on this embryo, which can amplify its own aura of fear, and make those who come close to it feel the fear of the soul. In addition, its pedigree undergoes a "purification and sublimation" ceremony. ”

"The starting price we offer for this precious ancient hybrid embryo is $8 million."

As the host's voice fell, there was a brief silence in the auction room, followed by a wave of frenzy.

"$12 million!"

"$13 million!"

"$15 million!"

The continuous price of the auction house quickly pushed the atmosphere in the auction hall to a high level.

"Is this ancient half-breed embryo precious?"

Lu Mingfei was puzzled by their fanaticism, and turned his head to ask Tang Sen.

"The embryo itself is not precious, but the embryo that has undergone the 'pure sublimation' ritual is."

Townsend replied.

Embryos that have undergone the ritual of "purity and sublimation" can be refined into the essence of dragon blood.

When a pregnant woman drinks the Essence Dragon Blood, the fetus's Dragon Blood has a great chance of being improved, and it will not cause aberrations as easily as other methods.

In the world of hybrids, the level of bloodline means almost everything.

And a high-blooded offspring represents the hope of family continuity or a bright future.

Hearing Tang Sen's popular science, Lu Mingfei showed an expression of disgust.

Using human corpses to elevate the bloodline of the aliens, he would never allow such a filthy thing to happen.

"$20 million."

Lu Mingfei raised the number plate again.

It's the third time!

Everyone's eyes were on the center of the audience, at the only outlier who didn't light up his golden pupils.

Forget it once or twice, and the third time you still raise the price so savagely, are you going to make this auction your one-man show?

(End of chapter)