There was a moment of silence in the auction hall, then the atmosphere became as quiet as cold water poured into boiling oil, with murmurs almost reaching the ground.

After they finished their discussion, Xia Chuhe smiled and said, "I will send the address of the next auction to everyone's Feixin account. I hope you will all support us. I wish us all the best for the next auction."

Xia Chuhe packed his things and left, leaving behind a group of excited smugglers.

Some people are discussing the core of the dungeon, some are discussing what trump cards Xia Chuhe has, and some are promoting the famous scene where Boss Xin kills the old turtle with three punches.

...

On the way back, Xin Diao asked curiously, "When did you get another dungeon core?"

Xia Chuhe laughed it off: "Last time."

"Didn't we run the dungeon together last time? You're in another one?"

"Last time is last time."

Xia Chuhe evaded the question with meaningless nonsense.

With Xia Chuhe's pretentious showing off at the acquisition point and his confident assurances at the auction, the news that the core of the instance was about to be auctioned spread secretly and quickly throughout every base in the wasteland.

As usual, Xin Diao escorted Xia Chuhe to the gate of the small courtyard.

Xia Chuhe didn't get out of the car: "You know martial arts?"

Xin Diao: "I've learned a little bit, but mainly it's from doing a lot of dungeons and practicing."

"Could you teach me sometime?" Xia Chuhe asked.

Lu Dangui suddenly spoke up: "I know a little too."

Xia Chuhe: "..."

Xia Chuhe's gaze darted between Lu Dangui and Xin Diao.

Xin Diao opened the car door and gestured for Lu Dangui to get out.

Lu Dangui glanced at Xia Chuhe, then turned and went into the courtyard.

Xin Diao drove the car to the base entrance: "Did you two have a fight?"

"No." Xia Chuhe didn't know how to explain to Xin Diao that she was inexplicably a little afraid of Lu Dangui.

Fortunately, Xin Diao didn't ask any further questions.

Xin Diao is rich; she bought a large courtyard underground, with three basement levels alone.

Xia Chuhe had no prior combat experience, only some reflexes and danger perception he had recently developed in the wasteland.

After being repeatedly beaten by the two bosses Xin for an entire afternoon, Xia Chuhe returned to his courtyard, his body aching all over.

After enduring two days of beatings, Xia Chuhe managed to prepare for the next auction, notifying all the smugglers she could contact. She even spoke with 02. Of course, Xia Chuhe still didn't inform Hei Er about this auction.

In addition, Xia Chuhe also used carrier pigeons for the first time. The carrier pigeons carried a letter to the far southeast.

On the day of the auction, Xia Chuhe arrived at the agreed-upon coordinates very early, but was still blocked outside the abandoned safe house.

The house was already packed with people, both inside and out.

Especially inside the abandoned safe houses, they were packed to the brim.

Fortunately, Xia Chuhe had considered this situation in advance. She took out a custom-made windproof and sandproof cover for waste soil and covered a relatively spacious area on site.

After setting up the venue, Xia Chuhe saw a new message on his wristwatch from Hu Xue: People from the Black Mountain base are here today, and they might cause trouble.

Xia Chuhe: Thank you for the reminder.

People came in sporadically, but no more came.

Xia Chuhe stood on the makeshift platform and scanned the crowd below.

Most of the wasteland dwellers were dusty and drab, and Xia Chuhe couldn't find the person she was looking for.

Xia Chuhe calmly took out a piece of paper: "This is the main item in this auction. Please bid freely."

The group exchanged bewildered glances, unsure of what to do. The merchants who had done business with Xia Chuhe twice were reluctant to trust him, but the others were not so easily fooled.

A thin, dark-skinned man jumped out and asked the question everyone wanted to ask: "How do we know if the dungeon core is real or fake?"

Xia Chuhe smiled and said, "I support you in using various methods to identify it."

The dark-skinned, thin man said, "Coincidentally, we have an appraiser here. We can have him help us with the appraisal."

He pushed out a pale and frail-looking boy next to him.

Just as the boy was about to go on stage, someone in the audience said, "Wait a minute."

A man wearing small round glasses and a long robe asked, "You say you're an appraiser, what proof do you have?"

The boy quickly flashed his wristwatch in front of everyone: "I have a certificate, a Level 3 appraiser."

The man with round glasses pulled a framed certificate from his robe: "What a coincidence, I also have a certificate. I am a first-class appraiser."

When the two appraisers appeared, it was immediately clear which one was superior.

The crowd cheered and urged Xiao Yuan to put on his glasses, while others comforted the boy.

The boy blushed, took two quick steps, and retreated to the side of the dark-skinned, thin man.

While the boy and the thin, dark-skinned man were whispering to each other, the boy with the round glasses walked onto the auction stage and carefully examined the paper that Xia Chuhe had taken out, looking it over from all angles.

The little boy with round glasses took the paper in his hand, closed his eyes, and carefully felt it. After a short while, a purple light flashed on the paper, and the little boy with round glasses opened his eyes.

"It's definitely genuine, and its functions are indeed to achieve a perfect deal with others at a low price."

No sooner had the man with the round glasses finished speaking than someone eagerly offered: "Three million!"

Four million!

"Four million five hundred thousand!"

...

"Twenty million!"

In just a few breaths, the price reached the average price of 20 million points for most dungeon cores.

Since the core of this instance is not offensive, the bidding on the field has slowed down, most people are unable to bid, and a few people are still observing.

Since most of the participants in the auction were smugglers who had no shortage of points, and the core of this auction was related to transactions, the auction still managed to reach 30 million in value.

Thirty-one million!

Bidding has stopped.

Inside the windproof cover, all you could hear was the sound of wind and sand hitting the cover.

"Any more bids?" Xia Chuhe spoke for the first time after the bidding began.

No one answered.

Xia Chuhe said, "Thirty-one million once, thirty-one million twice..."

"Thirty-two million," an unassuming man in the corner raised the bid.

Xia Chuhe glanced at him. He looked quite different from Jin Zhong, but had a superior air about him.

However, it's normal for someone who can spend over 30 million points to buy a dungeon core to be high and mighty.

Wang Yan subtly tugged at Xia Chuhe.

In the past few days, Wang Yan has deeply imprinted Jin Zhong's appearance in his mind. Even if Jin Zhong disguises himself, he can recognize him at a glance!

Without a doubt, Jin Zhong won the bid for this core item.

Xia Chuhe handed the paper to Jin Zhong, who seemed to have the ability to appraise it as well. He examined it for a moment and then put the paper away.

Xia Chuhe glanced around at the crowd watching the transaction: "The points have been credited to your account. You're very generous, sir. Would you like me to take you to your accommodation? You can also have someone verify the authenticity of the transaction."

Jin Zhong thought for a moment and said, "No need. I trust Boss Xia's character."

Xia Chuhe smiled and said, "Okay, take care on your journey."

Now she was even more certain that the person in front of her was Jin Zhong.

She never said her name was Xia Chuhe.

At the auction, she was only known as a farmer.