Chapter 272 I Picked Up Trash on the Battlefield of National Fortune 28
The following day, the auction frenzy swept through every corner of the battlefield of national destiny.
In the central city of Nexus, the Endless Auction House is brightly lit and bustling with activity.
The auction has begun.
Zhou Jue sat in a private dressing room backstage, with a screen in front of him broadcasting the scene from the main venue in real time.
The first session was a warm-up session, where the auctioneer was a witty elf NPC who could always get the atmosphere going with just a few words.
"Attention everyone! The Grade A defensive armor 'Heart of the Barrier'! It can effectively withstand all physical impacts below Grade C! Starting bid: 100,000 points!"
"110,000!"
"I'll offer 130,000!"
The price rose alternately, and it was finally sold for 250,000 points.
Zhou Jue stared at the screen, his expression calm.
These items are considered good equipment by ordinary players, but here they are just appetizers.
Soon, the first warm-up session ended, and the main course began.
The auction items were changed to A+ grade weapons and rare skill scrolls. The number of bidders decreased significantly, but those who remained were either representatives of major forces or powerful lone wolves with abundant wealth.
"Rare skill, 'Shadow Step'! A boon for assassin-type players! Starting bid: 300,000!"
"Five hundred thousand!"
"Five hundred and fifty thousand!"
Prices are rising much faster than before, and the atmosphere is tense.
Zhou Jue's gaze swept across the audience, spotting Jiang Zhe and Vasily sitting in the front row, as well as the representative of the United States, a blond, blue-eyed, and arrogant young man.
Neither of them made a move, as if they were waiting for something.
The main auction lasted for nearly an hour, with one rare item after another fetching astronomical prices. Only when the last A+ grade staff was sold for 1.88 million points did the auctioneer clear his throat and reveal a mysterious smile.
"Thank you all for your patience."
"What follows will be the final chapter of this auction."
"Each one is enough to change the course of the battlefield."
As soon as he finished speaking, the lights in the entire venue dimmed instantly, with only a spotlight shining on the auctioneer and the display stand in front of him.
Everyone held their breath.
"The final item of the auction, the first lot!"
The auctioneer abruptly pulled back the red cloth, revealing an ancient-style longsword lying quietly on a velvet base, its blade gleaming with a restrained golden light.
"A Grade B longsword?"
A slight commotion arose in the crowd, and some even hissed in confusion.
The very first item in the finale is only a Grade B? The previous ones were Grade A, even Grade A+!
Scott, the representative from the United States, even gave a disdainful laugh.
The auctioneer ignored the reactions of the audience; his voice, amplified, was clearly heard by everyone.
Yes, its basic quality is Grade B.
"But its first characteristic is..."
He paused deliberately, whetting everyone's appetite.
"It can be upgraded! It can be upgraded up to S+ level!"
The moment those two words were uttered, the commotion in the audience instantly subsided, and everyone's eyes lit up.
"The second feature is that it can be bound!"
"boom--"
The crowd erupted in excitement. The ability to bind meant that the weapon would be connected to its owner's soul, never to fall off, and could be used as easily as an extension of their own limb.
"Finally, and most terrifyingly!"
The auctioneer's voice suddenly rose, taking on an almost chanting tone.
"Break the demon!"
"Deals 80% extra damage to all evil, corrupted, and bizarre creatures!"
The room fell into a deathly silence; everyone was stunned by the number.
Eighty percent!
What does this mean? It means that an ordinary B-level player, wielding this sword, can inflict damage on pollutants comparable to that of an A-level expert!
This is a magical tool for eliminating pollutants!
Jiang Zhe's body suddenly leaned forward, his hands gripping the handrail in front of him tightly.
Vasily's breathing became heavy, and his eyes widened like saucers.
The arrogance and contempt on Scott's face vanished without a trace, replaced by an extreme greed and fanaticism.
"This sword is named 'Dawn'!"
"Starting bid: 500,000 points! Each bid must be at least 50,000 points higher!"
The auctioneer had barely finished speaking.
"One million!" Scott stood up abruptly, almost shouting the price, trying to intimidate the entire room.
“One and a half million!” Vasily’s rough voice followed, and he glared at Scott with a defiant look.
"Two million!" An NPC merchant sitting in the back row, shrouded in a black robe, raised the sign in his hand.
"Two and a half million!"
Three million!
Prices soared like a runaway horse.
In the lounge, Zhou Jue watched the numbers rapidly changing on the screen, and his heart began to race.
She knew the sword was special, but she didn't expect it to cause such a frenzy of fighting.
"Five million!" Scott announced another shocking price, raising it by one million.
Many bidders who were still hesitating reluctantly put down their bids.
This price is beyond their means.
In the Dragon Kingdom's seat, Lin Feng's forehead was beaded with sweat. "Elder Jiang, we..."
Jiang Zhe stared at the number, his eyes darting around in a struggle for a moment, before finally shaking his head slowly.
"We need to use our points in more critical areas."
His voice carried a hint of resentment, but more so, it was rational.
This sword is good, but it is ultimately a single weapon and has limited impact on the overall war situation in the Dragon Kingdom.
“Five and a half million!” Vasily continued, his face flushed red.
"Six million!" Scott gritted his teeth.
"Six million two hundred thousand!" This time, the bidder was the mysterious merchant in black robes.
“Seven million!” Scott stopped looking at anyone else; he stared intently at the longsword on the stage, like a maddened beast.
The black-robed merchant remained silent for a moment, then gently shook his head, giving up.
Now, only the Bear Kingdom and the Bald Eagle Kingdom remain on the field in a standoff.
“Seven and a half million!” Vasily practically spat out the words through clenched teeth.
"Nine million!" Scott made a desperate gamble, quoting an astronomical price that sent gasps through the room.
Vasily's adjutant tugged at his sleeve and shook his head at him.
Vasily slumped back in his chair like a deflated balloon, slamming his fist on the armrest.
"Nine million once!"
"Nine million twice!"
The auctioneer surveyed the room, and everyone was stunned by the price.
Scott wore a victorious smile, straightened his collar, and prepared to receive everyone's attention.
Just then.
"Nine and a half million."
A calm voice came from a private VIP box on the second floor.
Scott's smile froze on his face. He looked up sharply in that direction, his eyes filled with resentment.
That's a noble NPC from the central city!
"you……"
"Nine and a half million once." The auctioneer's voice was devoid of any emotion.
Scott's facial muscles were twitching; he was nearing the limit of the funds he could muster.
He took a deep breath, as if using all his strength, and roared.
"Nine million eight hundred thousand!"
The entire venue was completely silent, and everyone's eyes were focused on Scott and the private box on the second floor.
Time passed second by second.
No more sounds came from that private room.
"Nine million eight hundred thousand per time!"
"Nine million eight hundred thousand twice!"
"Nine million eight hundred thousand... Sold!"
"clang!"
The auction gavel fell with a crisp, loud thud.
Scott's legs went weak, and he slumped into the chair, panting heavily. Sweat soaked his back, but his face wore a morbid ecstasy.
He won.
He looked around, basking in the shocked, envious, and jealous gazes.
In the lounge, Zhou Jue looked at the final number displayed on the screen and felt his heart skip a beat.
[Beep! Received 9,300,000 points.]
[Points Balance: 10,287,856]
Tens of millions of points.
Her breathing paused for a moment, completing one-tenth of the task.
But she quickly calmed down; this amount of money was still nine-tenths short of the barrier to that planet.
Her gaze returned to the light screen.
The auctioneer's face beamed with an even brighter smile: "Congratulations, sir, on winning the divine weapon 'Dawn'!"
"Next up is our second highlight, whose value may... even surpass 'Dawn'."
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