The refiner has a headache every day

It is still the old place of trading, the underground training room of Baiyuan Auction.

At this time, the supernatural weapon sought after by the supernatural beings of the Noah Federation was roughly thrown on the ground, making a tinkling sound, forming a small hill.

Bai Yuze, who threw his weapon all over the ground, sat down and drank tea in a leisurely manner, ignoring the accusing eyes of others.

"Where did Snow go? Why didn't you see him coming?" The continuous faint scent of tea penetrated into Bai Yuze's nose, causing this delicate and light young man to squint his eyes in satisfaction, and he rarely let go of his teacup.

When he came last time, there was no such tea. Snow just brought him a lot of snacks to entertain him, but this time there was a change, and he knew he could work it out.

Calvin, the supernatural being at Baiyuan Auction House, wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, and carefully aimed at the supernatural weapons on the ground, hesitating to speak. If it wasn't for this distinguished guest who was asking questions, he would have rushed forward and offered up the weapons on the ground. stand up.

As expected of Mr. Fantastic who can make supernatural weapons, he dismisses everything that everyone grabs and throws it away.

"Mr. Snow has work to report today, so he will come later. If you are in a hurry, let me entertain you first. If you have something urgent to ask Mr. Snow, I can go to him."

When this gentleman came to the auction house for the first time, Calvin was at the side, and he also did the demonstration of the open flame flag. Since then, Snow has promoted him to be responsible for entertaining this distinguished guest.

"No, it's nothing important, I'll just wait."

Bai Yuze ignored the man who was anxiously scratching his ear and cheek, and stared intently at the teacup in his hand with lowered eyes, the fragrance of tea came rushing towards his face.

The rising white mist blurred the young man's beautiful eyebrows and eyes, and the green tea buds slowly floated to the surface of the water and then sank slowly, stretching his body lazily and wantonly in the water.

The young man who was concentrating on tea tasting shook the teacup maliciously, the tea inside rippled in circles, and the tea buds in the cup were like rootless duckweed, swaying left and right.

Just like him.

Suddenly, the entire practice field fell into silence, and the atmosphere gradually solidified.

Calvin, who stood with his head bowed, didn't dare to breathe, so he stood quietly behind the young man and waited for orders, not even looking at the weapons on the ground.

Bai Yuze took a sip of tea, thoughtfully: "Who made this tea?"

Calvin's heart tightened, and he didn't know why Mr. Mystery asked: "I made it, don't you like it?"

Usually, Snow gave out snacks to entertain Mr. He almost didn't touch him. Today, before Snow had time to come, he made tea on his own initiative, but the gentleman's indiscriminate expression was too hard to guess.

Does sir like dim sum?

"I'll give you some snacks."

Bai Yuze stopped the man who was about to leave in a hurry: "No need, the tea is delicious, and your craftsmanship is good."

The tense heartstrings of the man who was praised gradually relaxed, as long as he can satisfy the husband no matter what.

"What kind of tea is this?"

Calvin quietly gave his subordinates a wink at the door, and replied in a low voice: "This is Yurunxing's unique Runya, because the faint tea fragrance is not loved by young people, and the audience is very small."

The reason why he makes tea for his husband is also because he thinks of his weak brother, who will slowly make a pot of good tea when he is in a bad mood.

Although he didn't say a few words to this mysterious gentleman, Calvin just felt that the gentleman should be the kind of elegant and leisurely person who is suitable for drinking tea

A smile flashed across Bai Yuze's eyes.

Indeed, the faint tea fragrance is fresh and elegant, and the aftertaste is endless, and young people may not like it.

But... isn't Yurunxing the planet where Danwen fabricated his identity certificate?

It is actually rich in tea, so it is a good place for retirement.

Bai Yuze, who was in a trance, moved his ears and looked up at the door. At the same time, the door of the practice room opened, and a fat ball rolled in.

The man who hadn't seen him for a few days and became more and more fat-hearted quickly came to Bai Yuze's side. Before he could stand still, he apologized in a series of voices: "I'm sorry, sir, I'm reporting this month's performance to my superiors, so Sorry for being late."

Snow did not expect that the speed of the distinguished guests was so fast this time, and he completed all the orders received in a few days.

Others said that supernatural weapons were difficult to make, so Mr. Mysterious only received three orders in half a month, but seeing him make dozens of weapons in a row in just a few days without blushing or panting, the speed was frightening.

Sure enough, be lazy!

Bai Yuze put down his teacup: "It's okay, I didn't wait long."

Snow saw that there was only a cup of tea on the table next to the young man, and his face turned green. He glared at Calvin fiercely, and smiled repeatedly: "Sir, Calvin is ignorant, forgive me, I'll ask someone to bring you some snacks." , Our chef has researched a new flavor, and I will send it up for you to try."

Not everyone is a foodie like you.

Bai Yuze rubbed his forehead with a headache. Looking at Snow's fatter figure, he knew how much he usually likes to eat. Bai Yuze didn't want to be infected.

"No, I like drinking tea. It tastes good. I don't like sweet and greasy things."

Snow blinked, and a trace of pity flashed across his face, which Bai Yuze could see clearly.

Sure enough, it was fake that the fat man entertained him, but it was true that he wanted to eat it!

Ignoring the funny expression on that hamster face, Bai Yuze raised his chin to signal Snow to look at the ground.

"These are 66 weapons. Thirty of them are orders placed by others. The other six are the hard work of Baiyuan Auction House. The remaining thirty are for online auction."

Mass-produced things don't take much effort. If he concentrates on refining, he can refine a lot in a day.

When Snow heard that there were six items in the auction house, he immediately ignored everything. His plump body turned into an afterimage and ran to Weapon Mountain. It sticks to it and cannot be pulled off.

"Sir, are you sure you want to put up thirty pieces for auction?" Snow could foresee how crazy that day would be if thirty pieces were put up for auction at once.

"Yes, it's still in accordance with the last auction's specifications. However, Mr. Snow, I took out thirty pieces at a time. Do you have to show some sincerity? After all, there should be many opportunities for cooperation in the future."

Bai Yuze planned to leave Oran Star to visit the main star of the Noah Federation, Lorah He, so he auctioned [-] items at once. After all, he didn't know what was going on on the main star, so it was better to prepare more money.

Snow rubbed his arms for a moment, and turned his head bitterly: "Since I gave you the VIP card, this is the highest treatment, the promotion time is shortened, and the handling fee is also reduced from the original 30.00% to 20.00%. If it is reduced, the boss must fire me."

Bai Yuze interrupted his complaint: "I am very satisfied with the promotion time of your auction house."

That is dissatisfied with the handling fee charged.

The fat man almost cried.

He hesitated and changed his words: "Then change it to 18.00%?"

Bai Yuze didn't speak, and put down the teacup in his hand blankly, the temperature around him began to drop.

"15.00%, no more reduction." A fat man said weakly.

The room was silent for a while, and the supernatural beings who had not spoken did not dare to breathe.

"Ten percent, sir, please let me go." The voice was so choked up that it was so sad that the listener was sad and the listener was crying.

The temperature in the room, which was as low as freezing, finally rose, and the slight sound of breathing reappeared.

"Then thank you, Mr. Snow." Bai Yuze nodded and smiled in thanks.

Ever since he revealed his identity, Langal had asked him about the cooperation with Baiyuan Auction House. When he learned that Baiyuan would charge a 20.00% handling fee during the auction, every ten ores on the Internet would be sent to the auction house for every ten weapons. Wow, Bai Mao just twisted his pretty face into twists.

At that time, the white hair rushed over and shook violently, making Bai Yuze confused.

As the boss of the No. [-] Interstellar Chamber of Commerce, Bai Mao, who has been fascinated by business experience since he was a child, gave him a good science education all afternoon.

Successfully instilled the idea of ​​"the auction house is a profiteer, he has suffered a lot" into the mind of Bai Yuze, who is not in charge of the family and does not know how expensive he is.

No need to say anything, Bai Yuze knew he had been fooled after seeing Snow's lower and lower handling fees.

But the handling fee has come down, will the others be far behind?

Langal said, boil the frogs in warm water, take it little by little, and Bai Yuze will have a good talk with the auction house about the weapons in the future.

"I still have some personal matters to come. I don't know when the next order or auction will be. Can we start promoting it today? It doesn't matter if the time is tight. I believe that these things are not a problem given the popularity of your auction house."

You still have something to do!

I just praised you for getting rid of the lazy title, and now you are going to play disappearing again. How long will you play this game that disappears from time to time!

Snow couldn't care less about his heartache anymore, he looked at Bai Yuze pitifully, his messy appearance in the wind was very gratifying.

He wanted to ask 'where are you going, sir', but he was afraid of offending the distinguished guests, so he almost suffered internal injuries.

In the end, he could only respond dryly: "Okay, leave it to me. No matter where you go, please put your safety first. I hope you can come back soon."

Just like that, Fat Ball, who was happy when he came, walked out of the training room crying, and even 66 weapons could not soothe the pain in his heart.

I don't know if it's because I feel sorry for his lowered handling fee, or because I feel sorry for the guest's disappearance for a while.

When he was sent out through the back door, Bai Yuze had an extra pack of tea in his arms. It was given by Calvin when he saw that he liked to drink tea before leaving. The usually indifferent young man readily accepted it and gave him an approving smile for the first time. .

After walking out of the auction house, he put away the mask on his face, and the young man, who was walking with his head down, paused, and looked up in surprise at the white-haired young man standing against the wall with his arms folded.

The tall man had a handsome face, and the orange sunset on him made the man even more charming. The fan he often held in his hand was pinned to his waist, and the emerald eyes fell on him, and he was in a daze.

"Why are you here? Didn't you say that you need to deal with leaving?"

The idea of ​​leaving after talking with Edmund has been entrenched in Bai Yuze's mind. When he knew that Langar was going to return to Lorah, he decided to leave with him.

It happened that the cosmic storm had just passed, and they could set off after the aftermath completely dissipated three days later.

"Leave the rest to Miye and Yunhang. If I don't worry, you can come and have a look. Is there any problem?"

Bai Yuze went up and walked side by side with Langar: "No problem, I specially asked Snow to advance the auction time, and I should be able to get the money before I leave. Are we going back quietly this time?"

Langal nodded, winking at Bai Yuze and making a strange expression: "Yes, something happened in my house, so I have to go back quietly to see if the people under my hand have rebelled."

When he said this, Langal, who was always joking, had a cold look in his eyes, as if he remembered something unpleasant, his jaw tightened, and the murderous aura around him disappeared in a flash.

"Speaking of which, I would like to thank Yuze, the button you gave may be of great help."

There are a few old guys in the Chamber of Commerce relying on themselves as veterans. Since the death of his father, they have been making small moves. Last year, they got worse and wanted to intervene in the core affairs of the Chamber of Commerce. Langar simply took their positions all the way to the end, so that they can be at home with peace of mind. An idle old man.

Ever since they got out of the Chamber of Commerce in disgrace, Langar has been assassinating constantly. This time he came out to lure the snake out of the hole, and it was time to collect the net when he returned.

Bai Yuze, who heard the deep meaning in the words, frowned slightly: "Is it dangerous?"

"Hahaha, don't worry, a few old and dim-sighted things will be fine." After uprooting, nothing will happen.

Bai Yuze, who took this matter to heart, changed his expression, and an idea gradually took shape in his heart.

Bai Mao bumped into the shoulder of the young man beside him, and smiled flatteringly under the kind gazes of passers-by: "Yu Ze, we have known each other for so long, so we can be regarded as brothers who go through life and death, hehe, you have to be kind to be a brother."

When the supernatural weapon appeared, Langar vowed to order a hand-to-hand weapon as he wished. Unexpectedly, the mysterious gentleman was a lazy guy, and he only received three orders in half a month. At that time, he jumped for a long time and almost ran to the auction. Add money to jump in line.

After knowing that Bai Yuze was that mysterious Mr., he felt embarrassed instead, and always felt that he was taking advantage of the young man.

But he was about to meet Lola Hexing soon, and the chamber of commerce must be full of smog, and it would be good to have a weapon for self-defense, so he hesitated for a few days before opening his mouth brazenly.

Bai Yuze guessed Langal's meaning almost instantly: "Do you want a supernatural weapon?" It happened to coincide with his thoughts.

"I won't take your weapon for nothing. As compensation for jumping in the queue, I will buy it from you at double or triple the price. Can you make it custom-made? Or I can ask someone to find it if you want any ore. .”

Bai Yuze looked at Langal playfully: "Your ability is already level six, and ability weapons won't help you much."

From the fluctuation of Langar's ability when he started, he could deduce that the level was not low, and coupled with Langar's age, he could be called a genius.

Among the 30-year-old adults in the Noah Federation, with an average age of more than 200, Langar once mentioned that he is in his 30s and less than 40 years old. At this age, it is considered young and promising to be a sixth-level superhuman.

"It's been a long time since I've been at level six." Bai Mao pitifully sought sympathy: "With weapons and safety, you can have an extra guarantee. If I die, no one will protect you. Be careful that Edmund annoys you." die."

The slight smile on the corner of the young man's mouth disappeared instantly, and his expression was a little unswerving. Langar, who knew he had said something wrong, shrank his neck and closed his mouth.

"You and Edmund have a good relationship?" Bai Yuze's voice was indiscriminate, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

Langar nodded cautiously. In the past, if someone dared to say that he and Edmund had a good relationship, he would definitely spray him as a drowned chicken, but if he said something wrong at this time, he always felt that something bad would happen.

"I've known him since I was a child. He's not a bad person, but sometimes he's a bit stubborn."

Those who come out of the military academy are all indoctrinated with a belief in protecting the citizens of the Federation, which is as disgusting as brainwashing.

The three generations of the Lilai family's grandparents all graduated from the military academy, and the ancestral training is also to protect the Federation. No wonder that guy Edmund is so stubborn.

Bai Yuze looked at a certain place in front of him calmly: "I know, his character has nothing to say." Otherwise, after saving him that night, he would not have told him to go home early and not wander around outside.

"Then are you really angry?"

Looking at the endless flow of hovercars and the streets with people coming and going, Bai Yuze asked Langal to drive the hovercar over: "No, it's just a different position."

Fearing that Baimao, who was blacklisted because he knew Edmund, was taken aback, his eyes became brighter and brighter, he asked the young man to wait by the side of the road not to wander around, and happily ran to the parking lot to get his car.

Looking at Bai Mao's cheerful figure, the corners of Bai Yuze's mouth slightly curled up, thinking that Langar is indeed a good person, a friend worthy of friendship.

The dark clouds that had been hanging over the sky finally dissipated with the end of the siege of insects and beasts on Aoyuan Star, revealing a clear and light blue sky, and the orange-red sunset in the evening fell on every tall building, covering the city with a layer of Shayi.

Directly opposite Bai Yuze, the display screen hanging on the building just ended an advertisement and fell into darkness.

The young man noticed this situation and looked up curiously.

A piece of passionate music sounded suddenly, like a galloping army of thousands of horses, with a magnificent momentum, tightly grasping people's hearts.

Whether it was the people returning home from get off work or the mercenaries who planned to have fun all night long, they were all dazed by this magical stroke. They raised their heads to look for the sound source, and soon, most of them locked on the screen above.

The logo of Baiyuan Auction House flashed past.

Those who noticed started whispering.

"It's the Baiyuan Auction House. What are they trying to do? Could it be that there are new weapons to be auctioned?"

Thanks to the overwhelming publicity a few days ago, there is no one in Oran Planet who does not know what a supernatural weapon is, and even ordinary people know a little bit about it.

"Probably not. Isn't it said on the Internet that supernatural weapons are difficult to make and that it takes a long time?"

"Yes, maybe it's to promote other things. How can supernatural weapons be available every day? Mr. Mysterious just received [-] orders on the Internet. I don't know when it will be my turn."

Bai Yuze stood on the side of the road with a delicate expression, watching the big screen with everyone as if nothing had happened, but quietly stretched his ears to listen to other people's discussions.

The Baiyuan Auction House, which was considered impossible, jumped out and slapped the face. It was clearly displayed on the big screen that the auction house would hold an auction in two days. This time, without mixing other auction items, only thirty Take the supernatural weapon.

Snow also kindly released the weapon information, the attributes, types, and statistics were clearly displayed.

Each of the [-] minutes of information does not appear for a long time, and it is so fascinating that it disappears in a flash. It makes people want to grab the screen and stick their faces on it to take a good look.

At least the people on the side of the road saw it angrily and cursed:

"NND, can you flash a little slower, my eyes are blurred and I still can't see everything clearly, Baiyuan, I call you uncle."

"Hehe, you don't need to look at me to know that it was Snow's grandson who did it. He has a lot of eyes."

"Damn it, is there something wrong with your focus? The point is that there are [-] weapons to be auctioned, bastard, [-]! It's still two days later!"

The bustling street suddenly fell silent, everyone slapped themselves, looked up again and read the advertisement carefully.

There are also people who cleverly log on to the official website of Baiyuan Auction House to inquire about information.

After they finished watching everything they needed to see, they focused their eyes on the thirty weapons and two days later, several times, and the howling of wolves reappeared in excitement.

"Hahahaha thirty, this time I will buy one even if I go bankrupt."

"Great hand, big hand, there will be two more missions in these two days."

"Aww, that whip is so beautiful, and its attributes are so suitable, I'm going to transfer all the liquid funds in my hand."

"Thinking about the number of supernatural beings in the Noah Federation and the wealthy second generation who can burn and play with a lot of money, hehehe, I have given up hope."

Of course, some people's focus was wrong. In the midst of the heated discussion, a voice of resentment reached everyone's ears:

"Mr. Mysterious is just a lazy bastard."

The excited crowd gradually calmed down and began to complain:

"I remember he just accepted a few orders on the Internet two days ago, right?"

"That's right, I counted them. There were thirty of them. To this day, I still remember the excited screams of the thirty selected animals. I almost wanted to beat them to death through the Internet."

"Could it be that something went wrong over there? Someone angered Mr. Mystery, and he sent the weapon to auction as soon as he got angry."

The quick-witted person went to check the news first and came back. When he heard this statement, he subconsciously retorted:

"But the group of grandchildren on the Internet said happily that their weapons are on the way."

The people who were discussing enthusiastically fell silent for a while, and the surroundings fell into silence. The corners of their mouths twitched, and they looked at the big screen with tears streaming down their faces.

In other words, in just a few days, this mysterious gentleman not only made the orders he received, but also had extra time to make another [-] weapons, right?

It turns out that supernatural weapons are so easy to make, so why did Mr. Mystery only accept three orders in half a month last time?

In a human-shaped stake, a choking voice came from nowhere:

"Sure enough, Mr. Mysterious is a lazy bastard!"

Everyone nodded approvingly, and at this moment they were strangely synchronized.

That's right, an asshole.

Bai Yuze, who had been listening to the corner of the wall, turned dark, and the air pressure around his body was surprisingly low, and the cold swishing air began to occupy this corner.

When Langal came back from picking up the car, he saw an air conditioner with a dark face. He opened the car door for the young man and asked worriedly:

"What's going on, did someone give you a hard time?"

"They said I was lazy." Bai Yuze replied sullenly. The first time he received few orders was because he was going to Aoyuanxing and there were too many things to prepare.

Bai Mao, who was starting the engine, replied subconsciously: "But you are lazy."

Bai Yuze: ......

Hehe, courting death, right?

Bai Mao, who realized what he said, was terrified, and the driving suspension car made a sharp turn and almost hit the green belt.