bookrandom Chapter 464 Don't read while eating
Chapter 464 Don't read while eating
"So, this is... a technique to relieve constipation?"
"...No...this spell can condense and summon...Night Fragrance."
Everyone present felt a chill run down their spines, their stomachs churning, and they felt like they would vomit if they heard another word.
Zhong Ming frowned, rubbing the stone at his waist. He wasn't thinking about whether to make a move, but rather how to make one.
"Starting bid: twenty high-grade spirit stones."
Two thousand military merit points are equivalent to a decent magical artifact.
"Alright! I'll take it, twenty-five high-grade spirit stones."
A group of people all looked at him. Although he was wearing a mask, everyone could feel that the contemptuous look in his eyes was unmistakable. Even the little girl on the third floor put down her snack in disgust and began to criticize this person who had such a bad impression of her.
Even other shills wouldn't dare accept this kind of thing.
"Anyone else bidding? Nine out of ten..."
Zhong Ming stood up, looking smug, and muttered in the softest voice, "Now let's see how those fairies compete with me. With this technique, who would dare not avoid it? At the very least, they can grab a spot in the top eight, and the reward for that is much more than this little bit of money..."
"I'll take it, forty yuan."
As expected, a cultivator who was close to him immediately made a bid. He also understood the reason behind it: although it was disgusting for him to practice, it was definitely more disgusting for the other party.
“No, forty-five…” Before Zhong Ming could finish speaking, another person immediately stood up, “Seventy dollars, everyone, let me bear this disgusting burden.”
Seeing how eagerly these people were grabbing the food, the others also started thinking and quickly figured out the key to it.
To be able to fight and defeat an opponent in a pile of excrement without any shame requires immense courage and mental fortitude, which is difficult for some proud geniuses, especially those who choose the path of invincibility.
Having learned this trick, although others will call me extremely insulting, those who have fought against me will probably call me "the bravest of the shit" or "the genius shit-eater" quite a few times as well.
The bidding quickly broke through the hundred mark, and Zhong Ming prepared to add fuel to the fire.
"So you're going to try and steal from me, huh? Just wait, I'll teach you how to throw it in your face! One hundred and fifty high-grade spirit stones!"
Now, this spell has completely become a "Sunflower Manual" (a powerful, albeit somewhat obscure, method of magic). Practicing it is disgusting, but if you don't, you might get splashed with excrement someday.
This thing is fine with me, but it'll cause a lot of trouble if someone else has it.
As a result, the price soared to over three hundred.
When the price reached three hundred high-grade spirit stones, some of the hot-blooded individuals began to calm down. It seemed that dignity could be abandoned in the face of enough money.
"Give it to me, I happen to have a sealing technique, hehe, that old gambler dared to offend me, I'll make him wish he were dead, three hundred and ten bucks!"
Nobody wants to be permanently sealed inside a million turds during a fight. That "outstanding individual" once again sparked a bidding frenzy, and Zhong Ming quickly realized what was happening and immediately followed suit.
"Sealing technique? Forget it, sell it to me. I have a set of magic-breaking silver needles, which I've hidden in the night fragrance. If you dare to raise your protective aura, I'll quietly break through your defenses and pierce your magic robe. Hmph, if you try to compete with me again, you'll be the first to enjoy it! Three hundred and fifty high-grade spirit stones."
After saying this, he immediately sat down, determined not to bid anymore. The others, however, were reminded of their own situation. Normal cultivators all practiced some offensive and defensive techniques and knew some ways to break through defenses. After thinking about this, they immediately started a new round of bidding.
The auction manager, who was watching from the back, was grinning from ear to ear. This thing was about to break four hundred high-grade spirit stones. At this price, haha, he made a killing. This kid deserves credit!
In the VIP room on the third floor, the girl's displeasure had turned into genuine disgust. "Father, this person is so wicked. How could he come up with such a bad idea? He must be punished."
The middle-aged man, far from being affected by the "disgusting" auction below, slowly sipped his tea, even displaying a smug air of knowing everything.
"Yoona, he's just a shill, he doesn't really want to buy anything, can't you tell?"
"Huh? This is... a bad guy planted by the auction house?"
"Haha, that's right, he talked too much. Those words weren't even threats, they were just meant to enlighten others." The man didn't care about the shills or the auction items; what mattered most was what his daughter could learn.
"Father, I don't care, bad people should be punished. You should teach him a lesson." The little girl's thoughts were written all over her face, while the middle-aged man thought for a moment and decided to teach her something more difficult.
"Okay, Yoona, let's guess which ones he's inflating prices for and which ones he really wants to buy. If he really wants to buy them, we'll buy them for him, or we'll raise the price to the maximum, okay?"
“Good, Father is so good. He just used the same trick on me.”
"Oh, that's a good way to put it." The middle-aged man began to analyze Zhong Ming's every body movement, every word he uttered, and even the ending of every sentence with the girl.
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Zhong Ming was completely unaware of this. He made a few moves and transferred about 300 military merit points. He felt it was time to stop.
Because if they don't stop now, it will become too obvious. One minute they're asking to buy earth-based cultivation techniques, the next they're asking to buy battle puppets, then they're asking to buy pills...
The price range is quite large. Fortunately, there weren't any cultivation techniques or magic items with different attributes, otherwise the deception would have been exposed.
However, as time went by, he noticed that the stone at his waist was vibrating more and more frequently, as if urging him to get to work faster.
A slight smile played on his lips. The auction house hoped he would make more bids; if he accidentally got hooked and actually bought an expensive item, he would have to work for the auction house until he paid off his debts.
The corners of her mouth had just turned up when she froze on the spot.
"The next item up for auction is a collection of rare items. It is a complete set of darts. It is said that although it is a magical artifact, each dart on it has been given a spirit, which is truly extraordinary."
Unlike the chime bells in the opening performance, which were sixty-five magical artifacts that gave birth to sixty-five artifact spirits, this one is different; it's a spiritual artifact, not even a magical artifact.
"How is that possible? It's incredibly difficult for a magical artifact to develop a spirit, how could eighteen throwing darts simultaneously give birth to spirits?"
Soon, someone raised a question, which was accepted by most people. Although the general public did not dare to say it directly, they dared to echo it.
"According to the cultivator who auctioned it, this set of flying needles was made when a great thunderbolt struck, making it a peerless masterpiece. However, it unfortunately failed to survive the tribulation. The spirits it nurtured were shattered by the tribulation, and the fragments had to reside deep within each flying needle. After the thunderbolt, the connection between them weakened, and they were nurtured independently, thus giving birth to eighteen spirits."
Upon hearing this, Zhong Ming gasped. If this were fed to the spirits in the retirement home, well... he didn't even want to think about it.