I seem to be an evil god

Liu Dao walked on the road in the market with a calm expression. Today he successfully eased the relationship with Smith, giving him a sense of satisfaction that his goal was accomplished.

At this afternoon's auction, he was not going to sit with Smith. Although he could follow Smith to the luxury private room on the top floor, his relationship with Smith should be concealed as much as possible.

He often visits Smith Manor, but this can be explained by the fact that he saved Smith's life and the two have a good relationship.

But if he entered Smith's private room in plain sight, and Smith paid a large sum of money for the body, his relationship with Smith cannot be explained as good friends.

"Ahem, we meet again, little Gaia." Old Dink's voice came from behind Liu Dao.

As soon as he turned around, Liu Dao's expression changed from dull to helpless. He looked at the old demon hunter respectfully, and once again started a debate about his identity with him.

"We meet again, Uncle Dink. Thank you for taking me to the auction this morning." Liu Dao changed his tone, "I wonder if you have any other advice this afternoon?"

"It's not about giving advice," Old Dink said with kindness in his tone, "I'm just worried that you might accidentally buy the wrong thing, like the dragon egg this morning. I saw that you wanted it very much."

"I am a summoner after all, so it is human nature to want dragon eggs." Liu Dao's words came from his sincerity. After all, he did not want dragon eggs for some chaotic hatching method.

"Well, this shows that you are young. The dragon egg this morning was a dead egg, and it is impossible for it to be successfully hatched by chaos."

Old Dink was a little unsatisfied when he taught Liu Dao, and subconsciously added: "This is not how you waste your father's inheritance."

heritage. Liu Dao finally understood what the old Dink was up to.

But on the surface, he didn't make any unnecessary moves. While he didn't speak, he also had an awkward expression on his face, as if he acquiesced to what Old Dink said.

At this time, Lao Ding closed his mouth as if he had said too much, but at the same time he was thinking about his own temptation.

‘Young people are inexperienced, so this is not a sign of weakness. ’

Next, the two witchers with different ideas walked towards the city council while testing each other.

Liu Dao, who was confident with Long Dan, acted unscrupulously and deliberately tested Lao Dink and got a satisfactory result.

After honing his acting skills along the way, after arriving at the auction, Liu Dao became more and more knowledgeable about how to act as a rich second generation disguising his identity, and he skillfully released all kinds of false news to Lao Dink.

Old Dink also believed that he knew Liu Dao well and knew that he only had an emergency fortune. His real wealth was buried by his father in an unknown corner of Lion City. Liu Dao came here through his mother's last will before she died of illness. In Lion City, one can enter the guild with the help of a mysterious token.

Anyway, during the conversation along the way, Liu Dao deceived the old man quite a bit, and even made up a perfect false identity through words.

However, Liu Dao got a little carried away while talking. In the middle of the conversation, he mentioned the riddle about the inheritance. Old Dink, who heard this important information, was also pressing forward step by step. At this moment, he no longer cared about playing hard to get, and just wanted to borrow money. Using the thin-skinned weakness of young people to get what they really want.

In desperation, Liu Dao could only deal with an ancient poem that he had heard in the past, and slightly adapted it based on the real situation.

"In March last year, in this door, the human face reflected the redness of the roses. I don't know where the human face went, but the roses still smiled in the spring breeze."

After saying these randomly altered poems, Liu Dao said no more, looking like he had suffered a big loss.

Old Dink subconsciously repeated the poem several times and gave Liu Dao a few perfunctory words of comfort. After getting the really important information, he became less concerned about Liu Dao.

Liu Dao was happy with this. He himself didn’t want to get entangled with Old Dink anymore, so he acted according to his wishes. As for the possible trouble afterwards, if it came to light, Liu Dao did not charge Old Dink. Anything from Dink is just a lie at best.

If he came in secret, the picture would be so beautiful that Liu Dao couldn't even imagine it.

The auction in the afternoon will still follow the same process as in the morning. The items auctioned may be important or unimportant.

At most, there are some second-level weapons or third-level internal skills, which are useless items that are inferior to the superior but more than inferior.

If these big forces really want to buy these things, they can only give them to their subordinates as prizes.

And asking those individual people to spend a large amount of money to buy these luxury goods requires careful discussion, discussion, and consideration.

The time passed in everyone's hesitation, and one valuable auction item after another continued to consume everyone's patience.

Those in power are eager for real treasures to enrich their own heritage, while onlookers also hope to witness some rare treasures to expand their horizons.

Impatience spread among the crowd, and those extraordinaires who were careful with their budgets gradually let go of their insistence on one or two gold coins, and spent a lot of money to buy these items that could enhance their strength.

The auctioneer has a strong ability to observe words and emotions, and immediately launched one of the most precious items in the entire auction.

It comes from the elite-level sub-dragon body provided by the Elf Councilor. This sub-dragon is not a common snake-like species. Its thick skin and thick limbs show its identity... an elite-level mountain ground dragon.

The host began to introduce the corpse in an endless stream, from the more important information such as strength, lifespan, and cause of death to trivial information such as weight, volume, and place of origin.

Liu Dao did not pay attention to the information introduced by the host later. Just the first sentence at the beginning was enough to attract his full attention.

"This is an elite mountain earth dragon"

The pinnacle of elites, this reminded Liu Dao of the first master-level alien beast he transformed, the elite-level bear king that eventually became President Naza's trophy.

Excited, he immediately gave orders to Mrs. Smith, and Mrs. Vivian, who was staying with Smith, immediately woke up the drowsy Mr. Smith.

Seeing the items being auctioned at the moment, Smith nodded clearly, flipped through the notepad he had brought with him, and was prepared to increase the price based on all the funds available.

At this time, spokesmen from many forces had already inspected Di Xinglong's body and confirmed that what the host said was true.

The atmosphere in the field became tense, and many nobles showed expressions of determination to win.

Since the rise of the alchemy system 800 years ago, the prices of all kinds of corpses have been sky-high. There is no shortage of powerful figures in the noble council of Lion City who are famous for their expertise in the alchemy system.

The fight for this body is destined to be a bloody storm.

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