Chapter 1194 The Last Thing and the Invitation to Meet

Amphitheater, dark boxes on the dark auditorium stage,

As the young man raised his hand silently, the things hidden in the stage auction materialized out of thin air!

Troyin's beacon to escape from the black market is the key to the association's operation tonight.

Normally, if you want to get it without being noticed by the opponent and giving up the plan, there is no other way but to find the holder and set an ambush. It requires a careful operation and is very likely to face a fierce battle.

But when [Creation Card] is activated, all of these are omitted.

Skipping the Night Palace’s original plans for ‘No. 35’ and skipping the long and tortuous process in the energy field,

This time, I used [Creation Card] to directly create the ability medium that contains Troyin’s location.

This is how Fangran prepared before tonight.

Yes, although I can't think of Veronica's method, it's more because of the gap in thinking and knowledge, but other than that,

He actually didn't care who took the photo.

In fact, if it were not for more careful considerations such as whether the medium is an object and whether it has not yet been generated, Fangran would be able to activate [Creation Card] even before the auction begins.

But no matter what, at the moment when I saw the composition of that lot with my ‘wisdom’,

The last bit of uncertainty tonight is gone,

Troyin's position is already very close!

When I saw the strange crystals appearing, my eyes were bright, but it was not surprise or disbelief, but it was as if I saw something I wanted to see.

Veronica blinked and looked at Fangran with a smile:

"It's a really convenient ability. If I want confidential information on other countries' latest fighter jets, can you also conjure it up?"

“Until then, the Night Net Convention would be violated in the first place.”

He responded with a sigh, helpless as to why the things this person wanted were of this level, and withdrew his attention from the auction outside.

Fangran looked at the crystal in his hand that was emitting a strange purple halo.

The medium derived from the mysterious side ability does not have the appropriate ability. I am afraid that even if I get this thing, I will not be able to find Troyin's location.

But 'wisdom' analyzed the composition of this ability medium, and when 'seeing' a magical energy vein connected to it,

A place appears clearly in the level of perception!

"found it."

When he sensed that position, Fangran opened his golden right side and spoke softly,

The plummeting stock price of Golden Kite, the turbulent "Wall Street", and at this moment when the whole of New York is plunged into an impending financial crisis,

The key link that triggered all this affects the source of global retail investors’ capabilities.

Troyin's hiding location finally surfaced!

"It's such a shame, I still want to experience what it's like to be robbed."

At this time, she put away the 'little pistol' in her hand, and the sheep suit sighed regretfully that the words were inconsistent with her position, and then seemed to put away the joke the next second,

Veronica looked at Fangran with a smile:

"So, what are you going to do next?"

"Now that his location has been confirmed, all that's left is to catch him,"

When he heard Veronica's question, he responded aloud. The purpose of coming to the auction had been achieved, and there seemed to be no reason to stay any longer.

Fangran put away the strange crystals in his hands and spoke slowly:

"There's only one day left before the stock price crashes, and we don't have much time left."

The stock market opens in the morning, five and a half hours before that.

That is to say, before 4 o'clock tomorrow night, there are less than thirty hours left, if the impact of this worldwide ability has not been resolved,

Golden Kite's stock will completely collapse under the selling of retail investors around the world that day.

By that time, the special industry of real estate is involved in a wide range of interests through things like finance. It is expected that losses of more than 650 billion US dollars will completely set off a tsunami!

"As far as I know, it seems that in order to prevent things like the Phantom Thieves, all participants are not allowed to leave before the end of the auction.

"

Saying this, Veronica looked at Fangran and chuckled expectantly:

"What should I do? Do I want to sneak out secretly?"

"There's no need to cause unnecessary trouble,"

Watching the auction hammer fall in Gloria's hand under the white light of the stage, Fangran's golden boy turned his attention to box No. 35 where the lot was taken.

"He also can't leave. We can just wait until the auction is over."

"Is it,"

Hearing Fangran's answer, Veronica smiled lightly and continued to look into the auction room with interest:

"It just so happens that I also want to see what the last auction item tonight is."

After confirming Troyin's location, the purpose of coming here tonight was achieved. I slowed down a little and kept focusing. When I heard Veronica say this,

Fangran also returned his attention to the auction itself.

Following the lot that was auctioned off in Box 35 just now, several more lots of similar specifications appeared one after another.

Ultra-long-range guided sniper cannons, long guns that can be fired into the target's body and become larger, mines ten times the size of the Black Death Star...

Unlike the psionic submunitions that were targeted at groups of low-level serial numbers at the beginning, the more powerful and destructive items later on were all targeted at the top B-level serial numbers like the B-15.

Then as the auction progressed, the seventeen lots gradually came to the end.

The heaviest lot since the opening, and tonight’s sixteenth lot, is finally on the market!

When the auctioneer in the black and white dress raised his hand to signal, in the center of the white light on the stage, an extraordinarily large circular platform slowly rose, and above it it was larger than an armored tank...

The three heads of the pitch-black alien mechanical hellhound each have a single red eye!

The moment this ferocious and powerful creation appeared, Gloria announced excitedly,

"No. 3104 - [Kobo Machinery-Three-Headed Dog of Hell]!"

And when they heard that code name, all the participants in the room became confused!

"Starting price - 200 million!"

Then tonight the first starting price of 200 million appeared!

The starting price alone is already as high as 200 million U.S. dollars. According to the bidding trend of tonight's auction, the final transaction price will definitely exceed 300 million U.S. dollars.

The Kobo Machinery, made by the Third Pillar, is an iconic and terrifying weapon under the Guild.

No one can doubt its destructive power.

The black and ferocious three-headed hell dog was in a trance for a moment. When he remembered the scene of the lakeside factory not long ago,

Fangran didn't expect that such a thing would appear in the auction.

"Box 4, 310 million!"

When the first quotation sounds, the competition begins. Normally, unless you join an association, the black market auction is the only way to have a chance to obtain workshop machinery.

Because of this, several boxes in the auction house were bidding one after another, unwilling to give up easily.

But after some competition, No. 4, the first bidder, won the auction.

With this transaction, the seventeenth lot was finally ushered in. After experiencing so many previous accidents involving powerful equipment, items, and workshop machinery,

Fangran was also a little curious at this moment about what the last auction item would be.

"The bidding time passes very quickly every time, and the next item to be auctioned is the last lot of this auction,"

At this moment, standing in the white light of the stage and chuckling, Gloria looked around the audience and said with a smile:

"The last lot is a little bit special. Anyone familiar with the history of the auction will remember the only lot we have failed to sell."

The surprising words are different from real auctions. Given the participants’ demand and purchasing power for stronger power, logically speaking, there should be no unsold auctions at black market auctions.

But when they heard her words, many participants in the box seemed to have thought of something.

"Yes, it is provided by the owner of this 'New York Black Market' as the entrusting party,"

And as if she was sure, Gloria said the name of the last auction item at this moment!

"Lot No. 0000 - Promise from the Black Market Master."

"As long as it does not violate certain principles, no matter what kind of crisis you encounter or what purpose you want to achieve, that one will definitely agree to your request,"

"Of course, you can also exchange it for something of equal value."

As if he was describing some dreamy thing, there was a hint of passion and desire in his eyes,

Gloria smiled and said the criteria that touched the heartstrings of all the attendees.

"Even if it's A-level, there's no problem."

A promise, a promise from a black market owner, a promise even worth as much as a grade A item,

When Fangran knew what the last lot was, Fangran was a little bit incredulous that there was actually an A-level lot in the black market auction.

And it still appeared in such a special way.

"It's such a shame that it turned out to be this,"

And now after learning about it, Veronica just sighed with regret:

“I’m also looking forward to whether the final lot will be a night vessel.”

If it is a night device, what are you going to do...

Looking at the bidding interface she had drawn out casually, and after thinking silently, Fangran looked at the field again. At the A-level, which was already difficult to measure with money,

He was a little curious about what kind of price such a promise would fetch.

“But it’s a little different from other lots. If you want to take a photo of this lot...”

Introducing the specialness of the last auction item, Gloria announced its ‘starting price’:

"You need to find this thing."

As he finished speaking, a hand-drawn sketch appeared in the projection.

The picture is of an old style monocular telescope.

"This is what the client wants to recover, which is an ordinary telescope that fell into the Atlantic coast in the 1930s..."

The moment I heard this, I suddenly realized that it was an A-level commitment to find an item that fell into the ocean without any special items.

This is truly a needle in a haystack,

And it happened decades ago in the last century. That thing may have been completely eroded in the sea water...

It is impossible for the other party to not think of this kind of thing, but even so, he is willing to make this level of commitment for it,

Maybe this thing really has such value to it.

Fangran sighed in his heart, then shook his head to get it out of his mind and looked at the time. With his eyes quiet, he focused on the action of capturing Troyin.

But right now!

When, when, when,

There was a sudden knock on the door of the auction box.

When he saw Veronica's gaze, Fangran lowered his eyes. For a moment, various conjectures came to his mind, but there was no panic.

At this moment, he just looked at the entrance of the box and said calmly:

"Please come in."

Then in the next second when Fangran's eyes were filled with gold,

At the entrance of the auction house, the man in a tuxedo holding a cane and wearing a ball mask appeared.

"I'm sorry to interrupt your time, but please allow me, as a member of the New York black market, to convey an invitation to meet you, sir."

An invitation to meet?

I was surprised in my heart by the sudden words spoken by this participant who suddenly knocked on the door to visit.

Fang Ranmohu's bright golden eyes stared at him calmly and silently under his face.

When he saw that Fangran did not refuse but waited silently, the man in the tuxedo had a smile on his face. He stood near the door and said with a smile:

"The founder of this auction house would like to meet you."

The owner of the auction house?

The moment she heard what he meant, Fangran's heart suddenly flashed with excitement.

"This is a mysterious item that can project the user's consciousness to another location. Please don't worry, it does not carry any risks,"

"Of course, if you have no intention of saying yes, just leave it here."

Without any unnecessary words, as if he was responsible for conveying such a brief message, the man in the tuxedo struck his cane.

After flying something up and placing it in front of Fang Ran, he signaled and left.

"Oh? What an unexpected and interesting invitation?"

Looking at the things in front of Fangran, Veronica chuckled meaningfully.

But at this moment, Fang Ran's eyes were deep, and he picked up the mysterious object in front of him, and all kinds of thoughts flashed through his mind!

What does the owner of the auction house want to see him do?

Did he find out what he was doing tonight? Did he realize his purpose? His plan to assist the Society? Was he going to stop himself?

For a time, all kinds of speculations flashed through.

But in the end, he slowly exhaled, knowing that no matter what the other party’s purpose was, since he had the purpose of capturing Troyin tonight,

He couldn't turn a blind eye to someone who discovered him in advance.

Staring at the mysterious object in his hand, he confirmed that its function was as the other party said, it only allowed him to 'see' another place, and there would be no risk of his soul being bound.

Fangran's ability activated a wall of light that opened up a [shield], and then looked at Veronica beside him:

"Don't leave my side."

After receiving her smiling response, he input magic energy into the mysterious item in his hand.

Then after the next blink, the scene changes.

In front of me is a small room with a small space. There are tables, chairs, piles of books, an astronomical mirror set up, and scattered manuscript papers full of records.

There is a young man who looks slender and quiet.

He is the founder of the black market auction house...?

Then the moment I blinked and saw this scene,

Fangran heard a calm voice that seemed to have no emotional fluctuations.

"You have something about Youye. Who do you belong to her?"

Varied...

When he heard such direct words at the moment of meeting, Fangran's eyes widened slightly for a moment, and he seemed to have noticed the inappropriateness of his words.

The slender and quiet young man nodded immediately and continued to speak in an extremely calm voice:

"Sorry, I don't usually talk to people. Let me introduce myself. I am the owner of this black market."

"Yin Copperfield."

When I heard his words, my eyes suddenly widened this time. I was not surprised that the quiet and peaceful man in front of me was the black market owner who just provided the auction item.

It was the name that came out of his mouth. Compared with that name, through Yin Er's database,

Fangran knows a more widely known name!

One of the six most powerful controllers in the night battle world, an A-level technician,

Wanderer's Song-no.iv-Star Circle!