assistirfilmes Chapter 104: Chapter 103: "Don't you recognize me?
Chapter 104: Chapter 103: "Don't you recognize me?
Just a tiny trinket, 3 million.
Wearing this prop on your hand is equivalent to carrying around a suite in the core area of Fengtian City.
He couldn't help but glance at the people who had been bidding just now, wondering how they dared to bid. How long would it take an ordinary person to earn 3 million credit points, and did all these people have 3 million in their pockets?
He suddenly felt an urge to ask these people how they made their money and why they had 3 million in their pockets?
If it weren't for the fact that he had cornered the market at this major event, to be honest, he wouldn't have known when he could have saved up 3 million unless he blackmailed several more times.
If only someone could teach him how to make money.
And at that moment—
The woman in the cheongsam on stage presented the next auction item.
"Prop Name": Hanged Man·Firearm Skin.
"Prop Level": D level (Collectible).
"Prop Effect": Can designate any firearm and activate the prop, which will transform into a permanent skin for that firearm, increasing its magazine to 1000 rounds, and each bullet has a 1% chance of causing a 3-second immobilization effect,
"Prop Restriction": Only applicable to firearms, and cannot be removed once chosen.
"Prop Description": "Within range, all is truth."
"Starting bid, 1 million!"
No sooner had the voice fallen.
The people below instantly became restless, and soon the bidding voices surged, raising the price!
"2 million!"
"5 million!!"
"I bid 10 million, everyone calm down, think about how long 10 million can last you, how long you can spend it living it up, don't be impulsive, earning this 10 million is not easy, just leave it to this little brother!"
"Nonsense, all the convenience stores in Fengtian City are mine, do I lack money? 12 million!"
Almost instantly, the price soared to 12 million!
"..."
Chen Miao, who hadn't finished reading the prop panel, looked at the auction site, which had almost instantly turned into a vegetable market, and was dumbfounded. What are you guys doing, bidding 12 million like it's nothing?
He had just been considering bidding for this firearm skin, after all, he quite liked its effect, the immobilization effect was very attractive to him.
This was the first time he had seen other firearm skins.
But the price soaring to 12 million so quickly was a little frightening for him!
Are you kidding me? Right now, he only had about 13.5 million himself, and in a daze, the price had shot up to 15 million. He couldn't afford the thing with all his assets.
15 million, huh!
You could buy three villas for that, what the hell are you guys after?
Chen Miao was momentarily unable to comprehend these people's values.
The young man smacked his lips with a hint of emotion and said, "So tight I wouldn't dare to speak of it. I can only tell you they have sky-high connections. Over in Jingjiu City, I've heard they've settled a lot of matters. All the forest bureau repairs and maintenance, and the construction of government buildings, are nearly always contracted out to them—and they always win the bids."
"They make quite a bit of money too."
"Every person sitting here is supported by countless others pouring money into them. How could they not be wealthy? It looks like it's just one person with money, but in reality, there are thousands of people entrusting their entire fortunes to them. A few million for a prop is nothing to them."
"If you're not willing to spend money, without strength, any amount of wealth won't save you from being trampled on. Only power is the true currency."
"I see," Chen Miao murmured contemplatively, finally understanding. It seemed this place was filled with high-roller players, and he was the only poverty-stricken one. Then, he turned to the talkative young man beside him and asked curiously, "What kind of business do you do?"
"I am but a humble man," the young man smiled and took out a business card from his pocket, handing it to Chen Miao, "My name is Zhang Liu, a modest boss of three psychological clinics. A minor accomplishment, it might not be noticeable here, but it should be somewhat better than you."
"You seem unfamiliar, probably here by some fortunate coincidence for the first time, right?"
"But there's no need to feel too pressured. After all, this is how society operates. If we can't resist, we might as well enjoy it. Take it easy; I was also an ordinary person before. It was through some fortunate coincidences that I managed to climb up."
Even though society had developed rapidly, it still retained the ancient method of initial interactions—business cards.
Chen Miao took the business card and glanced at it. For some reason, he always seemed to encounter those who ran clinics, and they were invariably run by all kinds of odd characters.
Swordsman running a men's health clinic.
Gunman running a psychological clinic.
If you keep switching careers like this, how are the real doctors supposed to survive?
However, what Chen Miao found more curious was that this man didn't recognize him. It was understandable for others not to know him, but this young man in front of him was from the Gunman Profession. As a gunman, how could he not recognize Chen Miao?
Hadn't he made quite an impression at the last major event?
"You don't recognize me?" Chen Miao raised his head and asked the young man curiously.
"Er..."
The young man was puzzled by Chen Miao's question. After rapidly searching his mind and confirming he had never seen this face before, he hesitantly asked, "May I inquire about your name?"
Could it be that he carelessly struck up a conversation with a notable figure?
"Chen Miao."
"Chen Miao?" Zhang Liu pondered for a long time then shook his head, saying, "I haven't heard the name, indeed. It's just my ignorance. I have been in a secret realm until today; I haven't paid much attention to outside information."
"This period of time?"
Chen Miao caught the phrasing in Zhang Liu's words. Does a secret realm require 'this period of time'?
"Mm-hmm," Zhang Liu replied with a hint of pride and satisfaction, "A story-based secret realm. It took a little longer, about a week, but the gains were quite substantial." Experience tales at m v|l e'-novelhall.net
Story-based secret realms would at least be of D-level.
Completing a D-level secret realm was indeed something to be proud of.
"A story-based secret realm, huh."
Chen Miao nodded thoughtfully. So, Zhang Liu was at least a 15-level transcendent. Ordinary people couldn't enter a D-level secret realm.
However, at this moment, his attention was no longer on such matters, as the next item up for auction captured all his focus. It was the very target of his visit—
The blueprint for crafting the D-level prop "Hell Gatling."
```