The Strongest Earth Mentor

Yang Chen shook his head.

In the future, how can Japan's Zhenguo artifact, Zhenguo Tianzhao Day Sun Mirror, fall into the hands of others?

He must master this artifact in himself.

Because of his self-confidence, only he in the world can maximize the role of this artifact, and only he can make good use of this artifact in the future of the anti-Japanese war, not like the Japanese of the later generations, who only want to be refreshing for a while, but Something bad.

"But fortunately, as long as you are willing to spend money, this thing will definitely be available."

By now, Yang Chen was relieved.

After all, no matter how much someone loves this cultural relic, like Yang Chen, he can smash all his net worth, but there is none.

Yang Chen does not care about his net worth, anyway, he makes money easily. Restructuring nano-ceramics earned him a net profit of more than 2.5 billion in the past two months. What if they all come out? It only takes another two months to earn it again.

Even if the reconfigurable nano ceramics are included in the country's strategic resources and are not allowed to be sold, it doesn't matter. Dignified metaphysical monks, do you still lack the means to earn secular wealth?

Therefore, comparing with him, no one can compare.

Of course, normal people will not be like him at all costs.

Just like the Japanese, they really must get this mirror, but if the bid exceeds 320 million, they will not follow. Because it's not worth it.

In their view, with their power in China, there is a better way to get a mirror.

Although, with the gradual rise of China’s economic, military, and technological aspects, the Japanese’s influence in China has not been as great as before, but many Chinese have not really realized that they have become stronger, the Japanese’s influence. Even if it is weakened, the influence has not been reduced too much. With these 320 million, it is entirely possible to take other things and get cultural relics in a roundabout way.

But Yang Chen knew that this was already impossible.

As long as things are in his hands, no matter who comes. Don't even think about taking it away from him!

but. Seeing them give up, Yang Chen was still relieved. He looked at the Japanese, his eyes focused on some of them who were faintly exuding the fluctuation of the monk's breath in the metaphysical world. His eyes flickered: "Fortunately, this artifact was before the explosion of the geomagnetic core energy. There is no sign of any magic weapon at all, and no monk can see it unless they know its true identity in advance. So these people should just treat this thing as Ordinary cultural relics. Otherwise, I'm afraid it will not be so easy to give up."

Ordinary cultural relics are very precious in the eyes of ordinary people. It is a national treasure, but it is of little value to monks in metaphysics. It's not worth mentioning at all, it's too lazy to take a look.

Fortunately so. Otherwise, if the other party discovers the true identity of the mirror, I am afraid that it will be taken at all costs.

If you can get it by spending money, no matter how much it costs. They will not give up.

If they can't get the money, then they will absolutely take the risk and risk killing all the people present, thus leading to the risk of China's comprehensive pursuit from the secular government to the metaphysical world, and they must also get things in hand.

So, in a sense, everyone is sitting on the pile of explosives in this auction...

If this kind of thing really happens, even Yang Chen can only save the lives of ordinary people as much as possible, but he has no ability to save everyone.

Of course, these things will not happen. Those few Japanese metaphysic monks who did not know whether they were Onmyoji or ninjas or samurai, did not care about the Japanese "national treasure" on the stage.

Instead, they are admonishing others not to bid on Yang Chen: "This Yang Chen is a metaphysical world. For him, worldly wealth has no meaning at all, and we are totally unnecessary to bid with him."

"In fact, if we really want this thing, we can exchange the treasures of the metaphysical world with him. After all, we also have some unique products in the metaphysical world in Japan..."

When speaking, the man's face showed a painful look: "The Chinese metaphysical community wanted us good things for a long time, but they haven't been able to get anything at all since they had **** with them two hundred years ago. Point, they will be willing to exchange for a large price. If it is not possible, we will take a piece..."

"One piece? Are you crazy? Do you know how many one piece? That's a whole kilogram! That thing is a cultural relic, it's nothing more than a worldly thing, it's not worth a lot at all! Give him twenty grams. Enough!" a man next to him stunned.

"Well, just do that. Use the 20-gram **** stone in exchange for this mirror. Zhujun, those of us in the metaphysical world are sacrificed for the sake of the overall situation of Great Japan. You can't let my efforts go in vain!" The first person nodded.

"Hi!" The others bowed their heads one by one and answered in unison.

Of course, all this can't escape the ears of Yang Chen, who has planetary-level spiritual power, and the corner of his mouth overflows with a trace of disdain.

That's right, Japan's special product "Shishen Stone", a special product called "avatar stone" by the Chinese metaphysics, is indeed a rare treasure that Chinese monks are rushing to. However, compared to an artifact of the town, even if all the **** stones produced in Japan are added together, that is not enough.

Do you want to use a 20-gram doppelganger stone and you want to change to a township artifact? Ha ha, really dreaming!

The auction is still going on, the price is getting higher and higher, Yang Chen still thinks about it, every time a new bid comes out, directly add a million bids.

When I saw the 450 million yuan, Yang Chen directly added 50 million yuan: "500 million!"

This time, no one kept bidding.

"This kid from the Yang family is really a local tyrant, throwing five billion yuan!"

"Hey, let's lose this kid. Look at his family's Hengyang Group worth a few hundred million yuan!" This one is obviously not well informed and doesn't know much about Yang Chen.

"Okay, people's companies are fighting for gold every day. What is 500 million?"

All in all, whether it is envy or jealousy, this time, Yang Chenhao threw 500 million and successfully defeated two competitions!

"Hundred million yuan for the first time! Is there anyone else bidding? This is Japan's national treasure! Valuable, priceless treasure! The value is completely above 500 million..."

The auctioneer tried his best to reinvigorate everyone's enthusiasm, but the effect was not. He had to continue to the next step after tossing and turning.

"500 million second time..."

Listening to the auctioneer's urging the same price, Wang Meimei's face was ugly. She clenched her hand tightly, her fingers were whitish, her nails even pierced her palm, and some blood oozed out.

She roared in her heart: "No! No! Never let the boy Yang Chen succeed! Even if I can't get my stuff, I can never give it to you!"

Thinking she made up her mind, she was asked to whisper something.

Soon, the auctioneer who was turning back and forth in Rory and talking verbally, just refused to call the word "third time", said: "Ladies and gentlemen, sorry, sorry, at the request of the master, This auction is suspended, waiting for the negotiation between the auctioneer and the buyer. We will start the next auction."

His sentence just like a rock stirs up thousands of waves, the people below immediately boiled.

"What is this about?"

"What's the matter? Planning to lift the table?"

"Isn't this a bad rule? What happened to the Wang family?"

"Did you want to repent? Does the Wang family really want to have a face?"

"Hey, if you have a Japanese national treasure worth at least 500 million, what do you want to do? If you want to change me, I will definitely regret it!"

"You haven't seen the world in a glance. What is the identity of the Wang family? What is the 500 million yuan? But after all, the national treasure is definitely more valuable than 500 million. The face of the Wang family may not really be worth this national treasure!"

...

For a time, there was a lot of anger in the crowd, no one bid on the auctioneer's next lot, everyone was talking loudly.

Wang Yongli looked sweaty and anxiously called Wang Meimei aside: "Oh, my baby daughter, what are you going to do? This will offend many people! Your father can't afford to sin!"

"I don't care!" Wang Meimei finally showed her arrogance: "This thing can't be sold anyway. At least it can't be sold to Yang Chen that bastard!"

"Mimi! You..."

"That's it! You tell Yang Chen to let him give up!"

"No, no! Meimei, how can you tell me to tell Yang Dong?"

"Then I don't care. Is it important for him or your daughter?" Wang Meimei's eyes turned red immediately, "Woo" crying, tears dripping down: "I'm going to find my mother and uncle Home, my dad doesn't need a daughter... woo... just go with your Yang Dong!"

She said the ability to cry and cry, suddenly let Wang Yongli panic, just about to comfort her daughter, Wang Meimei had stomped hard, turned and ran away.

"This……"

Only Wang Yongli was left anxiously like the ants on the meat pot, came back and forth in circles, and finally distressed her daughter. After thinking about her teeth and stomping her feet, she came over to Yang Chen. : "I'm sorry I'm sorry~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Yang Dong, my daughter is too... really sorry... Yang Dong, you see... you still have that lot... Oh, I can compensate Yang Dong for you Billion! And Yang Dong’s villa, I... I’ll do it for you for free!"

According to conscience, Wang Yongli's condition is indeed sincere. For other things, Yang Chen didn't mind giving him a face. But now...

"One hundred million compensation? Don't you still ask me for a loan? Where are you one hundred million?" Yang Chen shook his head with a smile.

"Don't worry, Yang Dong, my pharaoh fights this face, this one hundred million, will definitely get you!" Wang Yongli just beat his chest and promised. However, based on his identity, it is really not a problem to borrow 100 million.

But is this a matter of a hundred million dollars? Obviously not.

"Lao Wang," Yang Chen patted his shoulder and sighed, "It's okay to give you a face at other times, but today, I can't give this face."

"why?"

"It's very simple, because that thing is not what she should hold. I bought it, it is helping your home to eliminate the disaster!" (Unfinished.) Launch of the new website