Martin carried the counterfeit money with him, wondering if he could get away with it at this small auction.
After all, there will be such a small auction tomorrow morning. It seems like a good opportunity to join in the fun and check the authenticity of the counterfeit currency.
Before this, he had carefully compared the counterfeit currency with the real currency, and felt that there was no difference between the two from texture to pattern, from color to anti-counterfeiting marks.
But it’s not enough to just feel that it’s similar, you have to verify it in real situations.
This small auction was organized by the local tyrant Ross family and was essentially a black market operation.
The tour guide had long ago advised Martin not to get involved in this muddy water because the order there was chaotic, and there were all kinds of people, and anything could happen.
However, Martin just waved his hand and said with a relaxed look that he was just going to take a look and broaden his horizons, and would not cause any trouble.
Seeing that Martin had made up his mind and was firm in his attitude, the tour guide stopped trying to persuade him.
The next morning, the tour guide took Martin and his group to the auction venue as instructed. After briefly explaining a few precautions, he turned and left.
The auction site was bustling with activity, a cacophony of activity. Creatures of all shapes and sizes moved about, some of them lavishly dressed, clearly prominent figures.
Some of them were dressed simply, with greed that could not be concealed in their eyes.
Martin and his dragon knights found a place to sit down and waited quietly for the auction to begin, thinking secretly about the "inspection operation" that was about to begin.
On the surface, he remained calm, his eyes calmly observing everything around him.
Mirabelle's enchanting voice echoed in the auction hall, like an invisible thread, plucking the heartstrings of every creature present.
She gently waved the wand in her hand, and a holographic projection appeared in front of everyone, clearly showing the retired frigate from the Matrix Galaxy.
The frigate has tough outlines. Although the sharpness of its weapons has faded, it still exudes a majesty that has been baptized by war.
The metallic luster on the surface of the ship glimmers under the reflection of light and shadow, as if telling of its former glory.
"The starting price is 500,000 star coins, and each bid increase must not be less than 50,000 star coins." Mirabelle said in a soft voice.
The voice seemed to carry magic, instantly igniting burning desire in the eyes of many creatures.
"Five hundred and fifty thousand!" A huge alien creature with a faint blue halo all over its body was the first to bid. Its voice was low and loud, causing a small ripple in the auction hall.
"Six hundred thousand!" Immediately afterwards, a humanoid creature dressed in gorgeous clothes and wearing a dazzling crown shouted unwillingly, its eyes revealing its determination to obtain the frigate.
"Six hundred and fifty thousand!" In the corner, a short but shrewd-eyed creature also joined the bidding, and his crisp voice carried a hint of unquestionableness.
The bidding continued one after another and the price soared.
Martin sat in the audience, watching all this with interest, wondering in his heart why these creatures were so keen on a retired frigate.
Is it really for the purpose of escorting trade routes, or is there some other unknown purpose behind it?
He scanned the crowd, trying to find some clues from the expressions and actions of the bidders.
And in the private rooms on the second floor, among the seven lighted rooms, the sound of bidding could be heard from time to time.
The identities and purposes of these mysterious characters hiding in the private rooms are even more unpredictable.
Martin guessed that they might be the real protagonists of this auction, controlling the direction of the situation.
Mirabelle stood on the stage, looking at the rising prices, a satisfied smile on her face.
She twisted her slender waist and glanced at the people in the audience with her charming eyes, as if encouraging them to continue raising the price.
"My Lords, do not miss this rare opportunity. The wealth and security a frigate can bring you far exceeds this price."
Her voice rang out again, like a catalyst, making the bidding atmosphere even more intense.
At this time, the third room on the second floor might be looking to cause trouble or just have fun.
The ten mecha warriors in the medical cabin were directly exposed, and the sound coming from the third room on the second floor instantly caused the entire auction hall to explode.
The bidders who were already very interested in the frigate were now even more excited.
"What? There are still ten mecha warriors in the medical bay? How could you hide this from us?!"
A burly creature with dark red skin roared angrily, its eyes wide open as if about to spit fire.
"Mirabelle, you're deliberately concealing important information. How can this auction be convincing?"
Another thin alien creature with three arms also started shouting, waving its three arms in the air, looking extremely excited.
Faced with the tide of accusations from the audience, a trace of panic flashed across Mirabelle's face, but she quickly calmed down.
After all, as an experienced auction host, she still has to keep the situation stable.
She bit her lips lightly, a hint of determination flashed in her eyes, and she instantly released a powerful planetary-level pressure.
This pressure was like an invisible mountain, pressing heavily on everyone on the first floor, making the originally noisy scene quiet in an instant.
Many weaker creatures were even suffocated by this pressure, with painful expressions on their faces.
"Okay, okay." Mirabelle put away her pressure and put a sweet smile on her face again.
"When you all leave, I'll give each of you a holographic photo of me. Is that okay?" Her voice was still full of charm, trying to calm everyone's emotions.
The people in the audience looked at each other, and most of them had satisfied expressions on their faces.
After all, getting a holographic photo of the succubus Mirabelle is an extremely attractive thing for many creatures.
Seeing that the situation was gradually calming down, Mirabelle breathed a sigh of relief and spoke again, "Continue the auction. The current price is 700,000 Star Coins. If you are interested, you can continue to bid."
Her eyes swept over the people in the audience, trying to rekindle their enthusiasm for bidding.
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