Such awesome words turned out to be out of nowhere, just like a couple having sex when a third party suddenly thrusts in domineeringly, so it should have caused a thousand waves with one stone. But it was very strange, no one else seemed to hear this person's words, but quoted the price on their own.
"Seventeen Aphrodite virgins, each with three breasts!"
"The site from crossroad H3 to crossroad H4, there are 70,000 people and 120 shops there! There are also three bars and six casinos."
"An Arctic ocean-class cargo spaceship only flew 2.8 light-years. It has a ten-wishbone independent suspension, an eight-link + air suspension, and three additional mounting interfaces. It is also equipped with twelve With a plasma launcher!"
"A promissory note of 800 million imperial coins, marked with platinum, can be exchanged at any bank!"
"..."
For a moment, the originally orderly auction field appeared to be very chaotic, but Sheyan asked old Charlie with great interest:
"Who was that guy who spoke first?"
It stands to reason that most people who dare to utter such words in this place dare to say so with certainty. For example, if Meng Ge made a word, would the boss here dare to give it without crap? But the strange thing is that after this person was called out, not only the auctioneer did not take him seriously, but even the bidders also regarded him as air.
It stands to reason that if you do not have the strength to say something like this on such an occasion, you deserve it if you are pulled out, stripped naked, beaten and chopped off your fingers! This guy is just being ignored, which is also very weird.
The person who spoke was hidden in the box, and he could only vaguely see his tall and thin man. Old Charlie respectfully said to Senyan:
"This person has a special status. The reason why the black market can continue here is not because of the power of Lieutenant General Meng Ge. It is said that it is the power behind the scenes of an imperial general. When Meng Ge was a major general, the general A black market was opened here, and this Grand is the resident representative of the imperial general's forces here, mainly responsible for supervising the transactions in the black market and avoiding the loss of dues. Of course, the general's similar business is probably good. There are dozens of companies, and he is just one of the spokespersons."
"The relationship between Grand and the owner of the black market is very stiff—if it wasn't, then the two would be easily suspected and collude with each other to make fake accounts. Because of this, he often deliberately does some weird things to make trouble. , and the regular customers are no strangers to it."
After everyone bid one after another, the person hosting the auction laughed and said:
"It seems that you haven't realized the true value of the goods we auctioned."
He waved his hand, and two men wearing cargo miniature mechs walked over with strides, and picked up the miniature individual mecha from left to right. First, they used weapons bombardment to verify its firmness. Then a button was pressed.
Immediately! There was originally something like a backpack on the back of this miniature individual mecha. This "backpack" quickly folded and deformed, and covered the body of the miniature individual mecha. It was originally about 2.30 meters high. After time-transformation, it actually entered the attacking form, turning into a large exoskeleton mech about three meters in length! Even if no one is controlling it, the intention of killing is ready to come out.
What's even more astonishing is that there are two unscratched places on it, and the pattern of a clenched fist was sprayed on it!
That's what the Empire calls the Rebels: the logo of the Star Alliance! And this kind of individual tactical equipment has never appeared on the battlefield. In other words, this thing is a powerful hidden weapon of the enemy of the Star Alliance, and it actually appeared in the auction house in the heart of the empire.
The auctioneer looked around proudly before announcing his psychological rank:
"This is a new type of weapon recently developed by the Alliance. At present, due to the high cost, it is not mass-produced. It is only equipped with individual special elite troops. But there are two warriors in this army who have repented and turned to the light. Looking back on our great empire Since they have no intention of becoming fighters, they entrusted us to sell this powerful weapon. To be honest, this thing is probably unique in the empire, so the price of less than eight billion federal coins Don’t come up with an offer.”
Although the price has been raised by at least ten times, after showing the function of this guy, the quotations are even more flocking. It can be seen that Sheyan's previous inference of "the poorer the place, the easier it is for the rich to be born" is not wrong at all. .
Later, when the competition became fierce, all the curtains of the boxes were lifted, and a large group of people showed their faces as if they were afraid that others would not recognize them, arguing frantically for others to save face...
At the end, some people who lacked financial resources or were not so determined to make a move stopped and withdrew from the battle. There are mainly three remaining companies, all of whom are black and white in the Alps No. 7 base. The current highest asking price is already two high-resource stars.
This has obviously far exceeded the value of a new type of mech.
However, the person who asked for the price knew through insiders that the Imperial Big Ben Research Institute was eager to obtain the key technology of this hybrid assault test mech named "Prometheus"! It is extremely difficult for him to be promoted to the title of knighthood, but it is not a problem at all if he can get in touch with Researcher Big Ben, so he is determined to win it.
The price is already rising like a tug-of-war, and the auctioneer's countdown is also getting farther and farther behind. It seems that when the hammer is about to drop several times, others raise the price.
However, at this moment, an old man who looked a little old, as if he was about to hide his whole body behind his clothes and hat, stood up, pointed at the auction stage and walked over.
Everyone didn't expect that there would be a dark horse turned out now, so they looked at it with concentration, and many regular customers immediately laughed and insulted:
"Isn't this our great Lord Marquis Charlie? It's a pity that it's the former Lord Marquis. I heard that you didn't become a man-made human out of fear of death. Why? Don't you have to lick your asshole today?"
"Get out quickly and don't delay our time, otherwise I won't let the servants at home take care of your vegetable stall."
"Master Marquis is out, I am shaking with excitement all over my body, I am looking forward to the surprise he will give me!"
"Your granddaughter has done well in the brothel and has become a third-class prostitute. Since you dare to pollute my eyes here, I don't mind letting the servants at home patronize her business."
"Poor B, come and lick my boots a hundred times, and I will reward you with a dollar and get out!"
"..."
Seeing the figure of old Charlie walking silently, Sheyan was startled at this moment, this old man turned out to be a nobleman, and was once a high-ranking nobleman of the empire! This is something he never expected.
Old Charlie walked up to the auctioneer who seemed to be planning to call the guards at any time, and took out a tattered and dirty cloth bag with a few patches on it—well, it should be a worn out smelly sock—and threw it directly at the auctioneer. The auctioneer then said indifferently:
"The master said, pack the mecha and put it in the suitcase. The suitcase must be blue, which is his lucky color."
Facing the dirty bag thrown at him, the auctioneer immediately showed his high-strength skills. The paunchy man shrank back with an agility that was not commensurate with his weight, as if what flew over was a grenade or spit it out. A mouthful of phlegm...
Just as he was about to yell at him, he asked the watchful guards to unscrew the troublesome old Charlie's head and stuff it into the toilet behind him. Suddenly, his eyes swept across the ground, and he froze immediately.
"This this… "
It turned out that the mouth of the bag that old Charlie took out was loose at first, because no one picked it up, so when it hit the ground, a few pieces of the things inside naturally scattered out, and rolled down two or three times. grains on the ground.
The sound was like the sound of two pieces of metal knocking against each other, light and crisp, with a penetrating trembling charm. What's even more weird is that the auction house was brightly lit, but after these two or three things appeared, the surrounding area was covered with a beautiful, soft gray light, and even the whole room seemed to be covered with a faint light. The mist has an unreal splendor!
Those who were mocking and insulting old Charlie became dumb as if their throats had been cut, and their faces were even hotter. It felt like old Charlie standing indifferently was being slapped and slapped several times. Whipped over here! !
There is a gang leader Qi said:
"Hey, hey, what's the matter with you, isn't it just a few broken gems?"
At this time, the auctioneer has tremblingly said:
"This... this is a high concentration of metal particles of the elemental element?? I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry! Mr. Charlie, Mr. Charlie, please forgive me, I have never seen the real thing, please wait a moment, I have to find an expert to evaluate it. "
While speaking incoherently, the auctioneer squatted down directly to pick up the bag that he despised like a scourge just a few seconds ago.
When he went to pick it up, because his hands were shaking violently all the time, he picked it up a few times without success. In the end, he was too tired to squat because of his fat body, so he just knelt down on the ground and twisted it with his fingers one by one. He was sweating profusely on his face and forehead.
As soon as he heard the words "high concentration of metal particles of the elemental element", the gang leader immediately shut his mouth, his face turned livid at first, then turned pale, and he quickly slipped out. For a person who can take out this thing at will, even if old Charlie is just his dog, then the farting of this dog is enough to make him fight, how long will it be if he doesn't run away now
Everything on the auction floor was originally under the attention of the mastermind behind the scenes, so just as the auctioneer put the scattered metal particles of the As element back into the bag made of the stinky sock, an expert came out immediately.