Chapter 402 "No. 239, 101 Billion, Plus Three Leaders!"

soon.

An hour passed.

Chen Jiang and others also received a small amount of money as they wished.

"279.2 billion!"

"good."

Chen Jiang nodded with satisfaction and patted the second generation guardian of the human race on the shoulder: "Thank you for reminding me that wealth is hidden in the people. The real wealth should be among the people."

"With this money, it should be enough."

A few hours later.

Chen Jiang was sitting in Box No. 8 at the Eden Auction.

He was carrying a large sum of money with him.

"1,083.9 billion."

one trillion.

There are various sources of this, including his original 100 billion, 300 billion from selling resurrection props, 300 billion borrowed from the people, 50 billion from Xiao Xiaoya, and tens of billions recovered later.

There are 100 billion that the second generation of human guardians has come up with.

There is also money obtained by Wang Jili and others through various methods.

In short, the entire Jiang Cheng Company almost smashed the pot and sold scrap metal to get enough one trillion.

It can't be said that this trillion is all Jiang Cheng's company's wealth.

If Jiang Cheng Company is given enough time, not to mention one trillion, ten trillion won't be a big problem.

But it's helpless. In the past, Jiang Cheng's company didn't think money was very useful at all. Couldn't they just grab whatever they wanted?

When I really needed money, I discovered that such a big company had no money on its books, it was all ammunition.

Other companies calculate accounts by sitting in front of the computer, looking at the invoices with a stiff face and entering the accounts.

Jiang Cheng's company knows how to calculate accounts. He stood in front of the galaxy map with a thoughtful expression on his face, thinking about where to rob today.

one trillion.

This is already the limit of what Jiang Cheng Company can accomplish in such a short period of time.

"This amount of money should be enough to take the photo."

Scargou panted slightly and said: "After all, even if you say it to the extreme, it is just a four-star prop. In my opinion, it is very expensive if it can reach hundreds of billions. It is basically impossible to reach one trillion."

"I don't believe how many companies in the federation can produce a trillion yuan in cash flow?"

"There are many listed companies that find it difficult to spend 30 million yuan on their books."

"Not many people can afford 100 million."

"If you can spend one trillion to compete with us, you can't say it's unique. It should be said that it's impossible."

"I hope so."

Chen Jiang sighed lightly and rubbed his temples slightly: "If you can't get one trillion, then you can only use force."

"Well, how do you use force?"

"Brother Jiang, your fort is still in Qianxing City, which is a full 13 light years away from here."

He glanced at the scarred dog and said nothing. Of course there was a way.

It's true that the fort can't get through.

But he can copy the fort.

"Item name": A deck of 54 playing cards.

"Item Level": Three-star item.

"Prop Effect": Each playing card can perfectly copy one of your props. It can only exist for 5 minutes. After 5 minutes, the copied prop will be automatically destroyed.

"Item Limitation": A one-time item. When all 54 playing cards are consumed, the item will collapse.

"Introduction to props": Theoretically, if you have a resurrection prop, then this prop can resurrect you 55 times, if you are willing to die 55 times in a row.

"Item name": A deck of 54 playing cards.

This is a prop he obtained before.

Not used many times.

There are still 49 left, and they can be used another 49 times.

In addition, he also has the four-star prop, which stores the strike of the space-based weapon.

As long as he wants to, he still has the ability to attack.

It's just that none of these things are very powerful. No one can control what will happen after using them. They can only be used as a threat to prevent his bracelet from being blown to pieces.

soon--

The auction has begun.

The first lot is on the stage.

A girl in a cheongsam slowly walked forward carrying a tray, while the middle-aged man standing on the auction stage held a small wooden hammer and slowly explained.

only.

For those sitting in private room No. 8, no one was in the mood to listen to what this middle-aged man was saying.

Everyone only cares about one thing.

Can this bracelet be photographed?

finally--

I do not know how long it has been!

A man's passionate voice came from below: "Now we come to our last lot, which is also the highlight of our auction!!!"

"Four-star item - Godhead Bracelet!"

“This is the first time Eden Auction will auction a four-star prop, but it will definitely not be the last four-star prop auctioned by Eden Auction.”

"The effect is also very simple."

"As you can see from the official website, this prop has an almost infinite space."

"Theoretically, you could even fit our entire universe into it."

"Of course you have to pick up this universe first."

The man on the stage shrugged helplessly and made a small joke.

And the audience also burst into laughter one after another in cooperation.

The scene seemed quite harmonious.

"Okay, then let's stop talking nonsense."

"The prop panel has been projected on the big screen. You can see the specific details for yourself."

"The starting price is 10 billion!"

"Each bid must not be less than 1 billion!"

"Start bidding now!"

The words just fell.

Instead of someone immediately starting to raise the price as expected, no one asked to follow the price at all. Everyone sitting in the hall looked at each other and didn't know what was going on. They all looked up at the private rooms above their heads.

The design of this auction venue is somewhat unusual.

The private room is not located on the second floor.

But on the ceiling.

Directly on the ceiling, there are private rooms hanging one after another, looking like a honeycomb.

Everyone knows that this lot will fall into the hands of someone in these private rooms. It is not clear whether it is in the hands of someone. Anyway, it has nothing to do with the people sitting in the hall.

"I'll do it, I'll do it. I've finally waited for this step."

A yellow-headed boy excitedly handed a video camera into his friend's hands: "Record it clearly for me. I'll take it and post it to Moments later."

"The temperament must be in place and it must be handsome."

Subsequently.

This yellow-headed boy was wearing a suit and holding up the number plate 239. He slowly raised it with a calm expression and said loudly: "I offer 20 billion!"

The bid of 20 billion broke the deadlock!

"good!"

"No. 239 offers 20 billion!"

"Is there any other gentleman who wants to offer a higher price?"

"20 billion, once!"

After the yellow-headed boy sat down, he couldn't wait to take back the camera in his friend's hand and quickly export the video, ready to post it on his WeChat Moments. The background of his WeChat Moments was a supercar, and he was sitting in the driver's seat. Possibly.

Personal signature is.

"Follow Mr. Wolf and learn the wolf culture."

In the circle of friends, he looks like a micro-business leader.

Just when he was about to post the video of his bidding just now to his circle of friends with a satisfied look on his face, he suddenly heard the host's voice ringing in his ears.

"No. 239 offers 20 billion!"

"Is anyone else raising the price?"

"20 billion, the second time!"

"Uh-huh!"

It was almost visible to the naked eye that the yellow-headed boy turned pale in an instant.

What a joke!

You won't tell him that no one is interested in such a four-star prop, right?

Is he the only one calling the price?

do not!

There is no 20 billion in his pocket, not even 2 million!

He couldn't even pass the capital verification at the auction, so he asked a friend to bring him in. He was just pretending to be a bidder, pretending that he had 20 billion, but he didn't expect that this thing would really cost 200. 100 million!

"that."

His lips trembled and he turned to look at his friend: "What are the consequences if you can't pay after taking the photo?"

"Forehead"

At this time, this friend obviously realized the problem: "According to the rules of the Eden Auction, women are taken to be prostitutes, and men are taken to be fed to dogs."

"What should we do?"

The yellow-haired boy's voice started to sound like crying: "You have 20 billion horses? You can't just ignore it?"

"And that's not fair at all?!"

"Why can a woman be a prostitute and my man can only feed the dogs!?"

"I can also sell it!"

“Besides, isn’t the old saying about ‘male thieves and female prostitutes’? Isn't it some man feeding dogs and a woman a prostitute? "

"Don't make trouble."

My friend was also a little panicked at this time: "How can I have 20 billion? Even the capital verification, I asked my dad to do it for me. Besides, even my dad doesn't have 20 billion. You are just asking for it."

“It’s hard to save a fairy.”

at this time--

The yellow-haired boy looked at the auction host with a desperate look on his face, and saw the host's mouth slightly opened: "20 billion, third."

The hammer is about to fall.

"21 billion!!!"

With a desperate look on his face, he held up his number plate and shouted with a cry in his voice: "I'll give you 21 billion!"

"Stop fucking shouting, there are 21 billion here!"

The words fell.

The whole place was in an uproar.

Everyone looked at this yellow-haired boy with strange expressions. It was the first time they saw themselves bidding against themselves.

Originally, you offered 20 billion and no one tried to fight with you. It was almost dead. But now you have added another 1 billion. What are you trying to do?

At this time, the yellow-haired boy didn't care about the outside world at all. He just fell down on his seat with tears in his eyes, his facial expressions twisted together, and he felt the last moment of his life sadly.

I definitely can't survive.

It's better to add another price.

Let him live a little longer.

"No. 239, bid 47 billion."

"Is anyone raising the price?"

At this time, everyone present looked at the yellow-haired boy 239 in unison. Many people had already understood what it was. The prices from 20 billion to 47 billion were all called by this number 239.

Called dozens of times in a row.

At first they thought they were showing off their wealth.

But then I saw the range of the bidding, the fact that the bidding was made at the last moment of the hammer every time, and No. 239's expression as if someone had died in the family, I probably guessed something.

This means having no money in your pocket.

I started to delay raising money, lest I take pictures but have no money and lose my life.

47 billion has been spent in such a short period of time. Can this money still be raised?

"Human."

The yellow-haired boy leaned back in the chair with dull eyes and murmured: "What do you want to do with your life? Tell me, why am I not a woman?"

"If I were a woman, I wouldn't die, right?"

"No, if I were a woman and there wasn't such strong pressure to make money, I wouldn't be here at all."

at this time--

A voice came from the private room No. 17 of Tianzihao.

"50 billion!"

"Okay, Tianzi No. 17 bids 50 billion. Is there any higher price?"

"Has anyone made a bid?"

The yellow-haired boy was stunned for a moment, and a trace of the aftermath flashed in his eyes. He couldn't help but cover his mouth in excitement and laughed softly. He didn't need to die!

Immediately afterwards——

This bidding sounds like triggering some button!

The Tianzihao private room started to keep bidding!

"Private Room 16, Tianzihao, 55 billion!"

"Private Room 17, Tianzihao, 60 billion!"

"Private Room 3, Tianzihao, 62 billion!"

"."

Soon the price reached 100 billion, and the quotation speed was getting faster and faster, and it seemed that there was a smell of gunpowder.

The yellow-haired boy rolled his eyes a few times and put the camera in his friend's arms again. Then he coughed slightly and stood up to hold up a sign: "No. 239, 101 billion, plus Sankui!"

The words fell.

Everyone in the audience looked at the yellow-haired boy again, with some confusion in their eyes.

Is this kid really capable, or is he just running out to cause trouble?

No ordinary person would shout "Jia Sankui".

The meaning of Jiasankui is simple and clear, that is, after you call out this price, in the next three rounds of bidding, no matter how much others bid, you will be deemed to have added a higher minimum bidding price than others, which is 1 billion.

This means that prices can easily be raised.

Others see that you are destined to win, and they will definitely help you raise the price to make you spend more.

Anyway, within the three rounds of bidding, you are bound to follow by default. Otherwise, you can not bid halfway.

"You're crazy!"

The friend pulled the yellow-haired boy down: "You still dare to raise the price? And you want to add Sankui? You don't want to die? How can you heal your scar and forget about the pain? Have you forgotten that you just walked around in front of the King of Hell?" "

"scar?"

The yellow-haired boy snorted disdainfully: "Where are the scars? I'm not okay?"

"Don't worry, I saw it just now. Those people in the Tianzihao private room are all here for this. Didn't you see that they didn't bid during the entire auction just now? They were just waiting for this!"

“This video must be sent to your circle of friends!”

"This is called forced style."

"Don't worry, it's just Sankui. With the bidding speed, Sankui will be there soon."

This is--

The auction host's voice sounded again.

"Private room No. 16 in Tianzihao, the asking price is 110 billion!"

"The number 239 will automatically add one winner, and the asking price is 111 billion."

"Private room No. 7 in Tianzihao, the asking price is 115 billion!"

"No. 239 will automatically add a winner, and the asking price is 116 billion!"

"Private room No. 8 in Tianzihao, the asking price is 1,000 billion!"

"No. 239 will automatically add one winner, and the asking price is 1,001 billion."

"look."

The yellow-haired boy tilted his head to look at his friend with a confident face and said with a smile: "Sancui will be gone soon. Do you think it's only .1 trillion now?"

"I'll give you a fucking trillion!"

"What kind of bastard is asking for a price like this? He must be using a hell coin to bid!"

"Who taught him to bid like this?!"

He suddenly turned pale, turned his head stiffly and looked at his chattering teeth, and said with a cry in his voice.

"Brother, what should I do?"