Reborn As An Interstellar Giant Mosquito

Chapter 11: The auctioneer is so angry!

( ) Editha threw the small hammer on the ground as if throwing away rubbish. Although the spiritual weapon could not be broken by a child, it still made everyone bleed.

What a waste of resources.

Sure enough, these spiritual weapons should be in the hands of those who know them best, so that their pearls will not be covered in dust.

What a big deal it is to let two kids who know nothing about shit take control of it.

"You two, then we will start according to the last agreement?"

"let's start."

Jia Lin pretended to be mature and prudent, and nodded calmly.

The man took a hammer-shaped spiritual weapon and poured his spiritual power into it. He saw the small hammer smashing itself down crazily in the air, causing the mall to tremble a few times.

He quickly gathered his spiritual energy, his eyes were a little surprised, but his expression was calm and clear.

"Same as last time, the starting price is one hundred White God Coins. Let's start. However, the utilization rate of this hammer-shaped spiritual weapon is different from that of the sword-shaped weapon, so the final auction price may not be that high. You can decide for yourself."

The man in charge of the overall situation was talking loudly, but his gaze towards everyone had a warning tone.

The sword-shaped spiritual weapon took a beating. This hammer-shaped spiritual weapon cannot make any mistakes again.

"As for the hammer, one hundred Baishen coins."

"Hey, you are trying to undermine this spiritual weapon by trying to attract others. In this case, I will offer you one hundred and thirty white god coins. After all, it is only in the shape of a hammer."

The two stood up, and everyone was chatting and laughing, as if they were indifferent to this spiritual weapon.

Little girls are easy to deceive, making them think that spiritual weapons are indeed not very valuable.

If the price can be kept below 300 White God Coins and all the spiritual weapons in their backpacks are collected, there will be no need to engage in any robbery strategy with them.

Children who can bring out so much spiritual energy and have the bearing of a superior would be in trouble if they really touch them.

If the auction goes out normally, even if members of their family are found, what can be done to them?

Unknowingly, the auction had reached two hundred and sixty-five Baishen coins, and it seemed difficult to continue.

"Let's see. I happen to be short of a hammer-shaped spiritual weapon. I'll give you three hundred white god coins. If someone adds another dollar, I won't follow."

An extraordinary cultivator seemed to hesitate for a long time, then gritted his teeth and spoke out the final limit.

No one said anything after that.

The auctioneer smiled.

There won't be any surprises this time.

But everything has its surprises.

When everyone was calm, a man in a bamboo hat who had not said a word since the beginning suddenly raised his hand and said: "This hammer-shaped spiritual weapon has extraordinary attack power. How about three hundred white god coins? I will pay you six hundred White God Coin.”

In an instant, everyone was silent.

The auctioneer who was in charge of the overall situation was even more jealous. He looked over and became even more unkind.

It turned out that the person who made the noise was the visitor from the shopping mall that Edisha and the others had almost traded with before.

This person belongs to another shopping mall, and the two parties have always been at odds. The fight between the chaebols is quite fierce, so naturally they will not sell face.

"I'll pay seven hundred!"

Suddenly, the person who had just been stuck with more than two hundred white god coins, before he could finish his words, directly quoted a higher price.

"Wow, you guys must be lying to us."

Editha yelled at the right time, her legs dangling on the chair, looking furious.

Even the children could see that they were acting out when they added two hundred and five to two hundred and seven.

"..."

The auctioneer's face looked extremely cold. If Adisha and the others didn't notice, they could have fooled them. As a result, the price increased so much that even children couldn't fool them.

"Two children, please be patient. These two are the ones who came to ruin our auction. I will ask them to get out now."

The auctioneer winked to the side, and immediately someone with a strong spiritual energy wave walked out of the auction venue and walked toward the two people who had spoken before with unkind eyes.

The second person was a little helpless. He subconsciously wanted to stop other people in the mall, but in the end he did something bad with good intentions.

He agreed to leave, but the guy who paid 600 coins didn't want to leave at all.

"Oh? Doesn't this auction go to the highest bidder? I'm offering a thousand White God Coins now. You say I'm a saboteur, so can't I just take out the money? A thousand White God Coins, right? It's a transaction on the spot. I If you come to the auction sincerely, why do you think you are a saboteur?"

This man was so sinister that he took out an anonymous card, and it was a bank's premium customer card. There must be a thousand White God Coins in it.

It's even harder to step down now.

The auctioneer's face was so gloomy that it could drip water, and he sent a message: "What exactly do you want? Do you really want to start an all-out war with our family?"

I thought there would be something wrong today, but I didn't expect that the two spiritual weapons were auctioned with their hips stretched out like this. Could it be that the guys they invited were all rabble-rousers.

It shouldn't be, these people are either rich people who have great connections with them, or they are accomplished practitioners.

Why are there such surprises several times before and after, and even the people who are hostile to the chaebol are suddenly so disrespectful? Judging from their recent activities, it doesn't look like they are going to start a full-scale war with their side...

"I don't want to do anything. I really want a spiritual weapon hammer. Recently, a master in my family wants to help me create a spiritual weapon."

The man who said a thousand white divine coins responded coldly.

After thinking about it, the auctioneer said helplessly: "Is anyone else willing to bid? It seems that this friend attaches great importance to spiritual weapons, but this kind of thing is like this. For some urgent users, it is three or four times more expensive. , and are willing to bid for it, there is no such thing as worth or not.”

After a moment of silence, the spiritual weapon hammer was auctioned off by the troublemaker for one thousand white divine coins.

In fact, hammer-shaped spiritual weapons are indeed much cheaper than sword-shaped ones. All in all, it is easy to sell them for 1,500 Baishen coins outside, and the man who took the photo still made a profit.

The dust of the auction continues to settle, but the auctioneer and the trustees sent by the shopping mall chaebol can no longer restrain their anger.

If things are done beautifully, they can all get the benefits they want from the chaebol.

But now nothing has been done.

"How about selling this knife too."

This time, Edisha was holding a piece of bread she had found out from somewhere in her mouth. While eating, she took out a knife-shaped spiritual weapon from her backpack.

It was the one that had been seen before.

"Hey, it's really selling."

Everyone who thought the matter was over finally cheered up again.

The auctioneer immediately said impassionedly: "Thank you for your support, little friend. Our auction house will definitely give you a satisfactory price."

He took over the sword-shaped spiritual weapon and showed its power in the air. Immediately, the eyes of everyone present were dull, and their hearts were in turmoil.

It turns out that knife-shaped spiritual weapons are obviously a level higher than sword-shaped and hammer-shaped spiritual weapons. They are definitely a medium-sized spiritual weapon. The price of this kind of spiritual weapon can go up to 5,000 or even 8,000 without any problem.

In an instant, everyone was breathing heavily.

Especially those masters who were originally majoring in sword-type weapons, their eyes were full of treachery when they saw this.

"Everyone, please calm down. This sword-shaped spiritual weapon is indeed better than the previous two, but it is not exaggerated. Let's do this. This time, I have set a minimum price of three sword-shaped spiritual weapons. How about one hundred white god coins? Each time the price is increased, it will be one hundred white god coins. Everyone should consider the bid carefully."

The auction house continues to make threatening statements.

Everyone's eyes had already ignored his threat.

Intermediate spiritual weapons, placed on this planet, are definitely weapons used by masters. Countless ordinary cultivators will never be able to touch them in their lifetime.

But now, this weapon is right in front of them, and they have the opportunity to get it at a price lower than the market price.

Even if you don't use a knife, you are still having all kinds of little fights in your heart at this time.

"Let me be the one who brings the good news. I'll give you one thousand white god coins."

A middle-aged man, who seemed to have no intention of competing, threw out the price of one thousand white god coins.

This price is significantly higher than the base price.

This time, the auctioneer shook suddenly and moved his body while holding on to the auction seat. Blood was visible from the corner of his mouth.

The dignified practitioner was so angry that he vomited blood.

"Wow, Grandpa is sick. Grandpa, please go down and rest. We won't be filming anymore."

Adisha was extremely concerned and screamed that her heart ached for this grandpa.

"What's wrong with that?" The man's eyes widened and he yelled.

Seeing that the little girl was petrified by his blood-spurting roar, for fear of scaring the little girl to tears and making them refuse to sell him, he quickly changed to a gentle voice and said: "Little sister, grandpa is okay, this is an old illness, a little Just let me rest for a while and sit down again, okay?"

"Yeah, good."

Editha obediently climbed back onto the chair, dangling her little feet.

"This friend offered me one thousand White God Coins, but someone continued to increase the price."

The auctioneer's eyes fell on the man who made the bid. The cold light made the man's heart suddenly clear and he felt as if he had done something impulsive.

However, when he turned his attention to the sword-shaped spiritual weapon, his clarity disappeared again.

For this mid-level spiritual sword, I have to fight no matter what.

If you have the chance to get this knife at auction, and then you fake it and run away with the knife during the handover, this city will not be dominated by the shopping mall chaebol. There are many forces that surpass the chaebol here. Find one by yourself. With a new backer, why worry about not being able to use this sword for yourself?

Because he is also a knife user.

But it’s just one thousand white god coins.

For a spiritual weapon knife with an original price of more than 5,000 Baishen coins, it is definitely worth buying even for non-knife users.

Everyone thought of running away after taking the photo, and spoke one after another.

"I'll pay you one thousand two hundred white god coins."

"I'll pay you one thousand five hundred white god coins."

"I'll pay you eighteen hundred white god coins."

"I'm out..."

The people in the audience were talking one after another, as if they had to rush to pick up a big bargain, so fast that even the auctioneer and host man could not catch up, and everyone was busy bidding on their own.

Finally, the price rose sharply and reached 3,000 Baishen coins.

puff!

It wasn't the sound of fighting, nor was it an unexpected appearance.

If it were an accident, it would be that he was stunned for a moment, looking at the out-of-control situation below the auctioneer man, with a large amount of blood spurting out of his mouth. He was originally quite strong, but because of the lack of cooperation from the people below, his breath plummeted. Breathing is also like a gossamer.

"Wow, grandpa is sick. We won't be filming. We will do it later. Please hurry up and get grandpa to the hospital."

Seeing this, the two little girls seemed extremely worried. The little girl jumped off the chair and went to see the auctioneer man, while the older girl rushed ahead of everyone, showing superhuman speed and came directly to the auctioneer. In front of the sword-shaped spiritual weapon, he reached out and put the sword-shaped spiritual weapon into his bag. A middle-aged man, who seemed to have no intention of competing, threw out the price of one thousand white god coins.