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"Five hundred, isn't it a bit high?" Wu Heng asked.

After the lowest price, there will be a bidding process, and the final price will increase several times.

Shanara smiled and said, "What you are selling to now are those wealthy merchants and nobles, and the medicine is drunk into the stomach. If it is cheaper, will those wealthy merchants and nobles believe it? They don't lack money, what they lack is a reason for them to believe. "

"Uh..., your angle makes sense." Wu Heng said.

Minnie smiled and said, "Sister Shanara is a rich woman and has experience in this field."

Shanara stretched out her arm and nodded at her pretending to be angry.

Wu Heng also nodded, "Then according to what you said, those people are so poor that they only have money, and they don't care whether it's expensive or not."

Shannella looked at him, "Hate against the rich."

"No, I also hate talented people." Wu Heng added.

Then came Anderweil, who also said: "The patrol team will increase the number and frequency of patrols near the opera house. One of the deputy deacons of the association will be responsible for external security, and the other will be responsible for the inside of the venue."

"Just make the arrangements." Wu Heng nodded.

A few people chatted for a while, and the table was cleaned by the skeleton.

When night falls, everyone returns to their rooms to rest.

…

The night fell like ink, and the whole city was immersed in silence.

The opera house, which was magnificent during the day and was watched by everyone, looked particularly eerie in the darkness.

Brush~!

A tame beast shuttled through the night sky and hovered above the building.

Then, there were three figures, quietly approaching the opera house like ghosts.

Under the moonlight, a black cloak and a black mask can be vaguely seen, revealing only a pair of cunning eyes.

One person stood on guard, one controlled the tamed beast to hover in the sky, and the other skillfully took out a tool and began to carefully pick the lock.

The three of them were extremely cautious and did not dare to make any sound.

Just carry out your work according to the plan.

Treasure Island is so rich, I just want to steal something today.

Even if the auction items are not here, they can still make a lot of money. If the auction items are here, then their lives will change.

Click~!

There was a crisp sound and the door lock suddenly opened.

The moment the lock was opened, several explosions rang out in the night sky.

Bang bang bang~!

The bullets penetrated the heads of the three people front and back, blood exploded, and the bodies flew backwards.

Immediately afterwards, several figures walked out of the building opposite.

With straw mats, mops and buckets in hand, he rolled up the body, relocked the door lock, and began to clean the scene.

"What wave is it?"

"This is the third wave, a group of thieves who are crazy and poor."

"Do you need to speak to eldest sister?"

"No, there might be more in the middle of the night. Let's search the bodies and keep the valuable ones. The bodies are piled in the backyard."

"good!"

The scene was almost tidied up, and several people left again.

Only puddles of water were left on the ground.

…

The next day, Gem Flower Opera House.

The magnificent hall is like a shining pearl, exuding an atmosphere of luxury and mystery.

The dome of the hall hangs high, and the bright crystal chandeliers cast soft light, shrouding the entire space in brightness and dreaminess.

Guests dressed in gorgeous costumes entered the venue one after another.

The acquaintances chatted with each other, discussing the magic of Treasure Island and what price the sale would achieve.

After a while of noise.

The seats gradually filled up, and the exhibition started directly after the bell rang.

On the auction stage, a wood elf in a black dress walked onto the stage. After a brief self-introduction, he said directly: "There is only one item on the auction, a physical strengthening potion. It has been certified by associations and consortiums. Due to the scarcity of materials, it is difficult to make. Very high, a total of five bottles were auctioned this time.”

Wow~!

There was a commotion in the crowd.

"Only five bottles, so few."

"There are at least hundreds of people at the scene. Just grab these five bottles. What a joke."

"It looks like the competition will be fierce."

The auctioneer on the stage waited for the chatter to subside before continuing: "Bring up the first bottle."

The elegant wood elf maid walked up, carrying a tray and swaying lightly.

The silk opened, revealing a bottle of potion.

"The starting price is 500 gold coins, and each increase must not be less than 20 gold. You can start now. By the way, if you don't have enough money to bring in customers, you can ask the staff at any time to apply for a mortgage loan."

After the auctioneer finished speaking, he took a few steps back.

Let the potion appear in the middle of the stage.

When the people below heard 500 gold, their eyes widened.

Just asking for 500 gold, is this like drinking immortality?

After a while of discussion, there was a brief silence.

Then, a human noble raised his number plate and said, "520 gold."

"There are really people buying it. Aren't you afraid of being cheated?"

"It can improve one's own abilities. It is a miracle medicine for people who are hindered in their improvement."

"That man is wearing an alchemy robe. He should be buying it back to study."

"That's right. In addition to buying something to drink, many people also want to buy it and study it."

Amid the discussion, another dwarf raised his sign.

"540."

“600….”

“…….”

"1080."

One bid after another, the bidding price skyrocketed.

…

In the private room on the second floor.

Wu Heng looked down along the window.

When I heard someone bid, and the price kept rising, I was relieved.

I was really afraid that no one would bid, and it would be awkward.

Now it seems that Shannara's judgment is still accurate.

Shannara sat aside and whispered: "What are you worried about? Don't you believe my judgment?"

"I'm afraid they don't know the goods." Wu Heng said with a smile.

"You don't understand them. Our high price is in line with their impression of rare potions. The second is that even if it is suspected to be fake, there is a possibility, and there are still people willing to gamble. For them, making money is easier than improving themselves." Shannara explained calmly.

"You make sense." Wu Heng agreed.

While the two were talking, the first bottle of potion was traded at a price of 3480 gold coins.

The man who won the bid took out bags of gold coins and paid directly on the spot.

Wealthy.

Shannara continued, "This is the first bottle, and the last bottle can be multiplied several times."

Wu Heng raised his eyebrows slightly and continued to look down.

…

Auction venue, one side.

Xilagui, wearing armor and a helmet, leaned against the wall and watched the auction on the field.

When she heard that a bottle of potion was sold for three thousand gold coins, her eyes under the helmet widened instantly.

This money came too quickly!

If we look at this price, the protection of this exhibit at the exhibition was obviously insufficient.

Fortunately, there was no problem.

Xilagui pushed her helmet and muttered: "How many good things does this guy have."

"Really, I'm a deacon, but I'm not popular at all."

…

The auction continued.

The second bottle was sold for 3260 gold coins.

The third bottle was sold for 3680 gold coins, and when it came to the fourth bottle, the bidding became fierce again, and the final transaction price reached 6840 gold coins.

This price has eliminated most of the bidders.

Even if they are all merchants or nobles, there are differences in strength.

Many people heard this price and shook their heads helplessly and gave up the subsequent bidding.

Finally, it was the last bottle.

The auctioneer reminded softly, "Everyone, this is the last bottle. The starting price is still 500 gold. If you miss today, you don't know when the next auction will be. Maybe there will be no auction in the future. Please start!"

The whole audience was silent for a few seconds, and then someone spoke.

"Everyone, I am old, please be flexible, I will offer 520 gold coins."

"Who is younger, I will offer 600."

"If we continue to fight like this, it will only benefit the island owner. I will offer 3500. Let me see if the potion is real or fake."

On the second floor, Wu Heng frowned.

You bought something, why do you mention me.

"4000, if you don't agree, raise the price."

"Staff, I have a few gold items here, I will exchange them for some gold coins from you."

"I just bought the mansion from the city hall yesterday, and I mortgaged the title deed."

"You are really sick, I will offer 5000."

For a while, in the whole store, people cursed whoever bought was sick, and whoever bought would benefit the island owner.

But one by one, they started bidding again.

The price also soared all the way.

The auctioneer smiled.

Wu Heng and Shanara were also happy on the second floor.

This potion at home costs thousands of bottles.

"32,860 gold once."

"The second time..."

Boom~!

The gavel fell, "Congratulations to guest No. 465, this bottle of potion is yours."

"Damn it." The person who was named gritted his teeth, not happy at all.

Most of the objects in the space ring were mortgaged.

It's really not sure whether this potion will work.

The auction is completely over.

With the auctioneer's thanks, everyone left one after another, talking about the sky-high potion.

...

In a mansion.

The auction was over, and many people came here together.

All sat in the hall, looking at the old man in the middle who was drinking tea leisurely.

"Mr. Otmar, please stop keeping us in suspense. Take the potion now and tell us what the effect is."

"That's right. Let us know if it works."

"Don't drink water. What if you can't drink the potion later?"

The old man looked at everyone.

With a smile on his face, "Are you using me as a test stone?"

"It's dangerous to keep the potion on you. We are witnesses. If you take it, you can save a lot of trouble." Someone reminded softly.

It's yours after you drink it. If you keep it on you, someone will miss it.

The old man nodded and took out the potion.

The alchemists beside him were also ready for rescue, and there were also several scrolls with healing effects.

If there is danger, rescue immediately.

The old man took a deep breath, opened the cork and drank it directly.

And the next second, his exposed arms and neck were instantly covered with purple-black veins, which quickly spread to other parts.

The old man also fell to the ground and began to struggle in pain.

A groaning sound came out of his mouth.

The others were startled.

He stood up suddenly and stepped back.

“Fuck, it’s poisonous!”

He spent several thousand gold to buy a poison.