The flying mounts were very fast, and in just over ten seconds, the group arrived outside the trading center.
"Come down! Flying is not allowed here, otherwise this temporary building will probably collapse soon!" Anke said to the crowd. Looking around, he saw that many lords had been stopped and asked to enter on foot. Large clans were not allowed to follow and could only wait outside.
Upon entering the trading center, Ye Chen and his companions were immediately shocked by the grand scene around them. The huge hall was packed with people, and its popularity was no less than that of the anime conventions he had participated in before. It was so crowded that people were practically crammed together.
The stalls set up by the various powerful factions around the area were packed with people. Even for someone of the fat man's size, squeezing in would be quite difficult; he'd probably lose several pounds of fat in the process.
"Come with me!" An Ke frowned slightly, clearly not comfortable in this environment either. She pulled Ye Chen and the others into the adjacent stairwell, and after turning east and west for a while, they finally entered a room with a sign that read "No Trespassing".
The room wasn't much quieter than the outside. Not only could the noise from outside reach in, but there were also many staff members busily organizing various documents and hurrying in and out.
"This thing! No consignment! Understand? Can't we just not put this worthless thing at the auction? Let him find a place to sell it himself! Are you all idiots? You accept orders without even looking at the value?" A middle-aged man with a thick beard was roaring, clearly the manager of the group.
"And this! A clan's lair! You've scheduled it for auction tomorrow? Who the hell recruited you? Hasn't your lord been driven mad by this? Now! Immediately! Arrange the auction right now!"
"..."
In just a few seconds, the man had already sprayed away three of his subordinates and was about to spray the fourth when Anke stopped him.
"Old Wei! Wait until you stop swearing! First, get me registered for consignment, and the auction should start today, the sooner the better. Also, arrange a private room for me at the auction!" An Ke didn't hold back and stated her demands directly, without wasting any time.
The sudden sound startled the man, who turned around and his angry expression instantly turned into a smile.
"Hey! Xiao An's here! You want to consign something? No problem! What are you bidding on? As long as the items aren't bad, I'll arrange it for you right away! But there's really no way to get a private room at the auction. I can't exactly kick everyone out, can I?" The man called Lao Wei said with a troubled expression, but An Ke had no intention of discussing it with him.
"How you arrange things is your business, but I'll just say one thing: this was entrusted to you by Elder Qin, so you'd better understand the importance of this!" An Ke said calmly, her voice not loud but loud enough for the other party to hear clearly.
Old Wei's smile faltered, and he calmly glanced at Ye Chen and the others behind An Ke before smiling back at An Ke.
"Alright! Xiao An asked for it, so we have to give him face! What is it? Bring it here and I'll register it for you. As for the other private room, Qiao Yi, clear out room number eight for me. Someone needs to use it later!" Old Wei said, then suddenly shouted to the right. His deafening voice was still loud even in such a noisy environment.
As he called out, a young man standing a dozen rows away from the tables and chairs stood up, responded, and quickly ran out, clearly to deal with the matter in VIP room number eight.
"Take the things out!" After receiving Lao Wei's reply, An Ke nodded to Ye Chen and the fat man behind him, signaling them to take the things out.
"Um, this thing is a bit big! You might need to make some room for it! About three meters of space!" the fat man said somewhat embarrassedly, feeling a little uneasy about the other party's sudden change in attitude.
Don't underestimate Lao Wei just because he's only a fourth-tier professional. The way he speaks and acts clearly indicates that he's someone who has held a high position for many years. And didn't you see how polite An Ke was to him? He obviously has a significant status within the officialdom.
"Hey! It's a big one. Okay! That'll do! That should be enough, right?" Old Wei said, pointing to an open space behind him, while blocking others from passing through.
Hearing Lao Wei's words, the people around also became interested. They were curious about Ye Chen and the others' identities, and at the same time, they wanted to know what the fat man would take out.
With the area cleared out, the fat man didn't stand on ceremony and took out the third-generation goblin armor from his spatial storage!
"Boom~~~" A slight rumbling sound rang out, and everyone felt the ground tremble slightly. Then, a huge armored vehicle, three meters tall, appeared in front of them.
The fat man brought a standard-sized armor suit for humans, which is the most versatile and can be used by most races. Therefore, it is much larger in size than the armor suits used by goblins.
"This is the third-generation goblin armor, with level 3 basic protection and attack capabilities. It has very low usage requirements; even tier 1 units can use it." As the goblin armor was displayed, the fat man introduced it directly. He had introduced the goblin armor many times at the auction in the Caverns of Time.
"Of course, if that were all, it wouldn't be worth bringing it to the auction. The level 3 ability is just its base value."
"Inside it, a level 6 energy core can be placed. Depending on the energy core placed, the firepower on this armor can also exert different levels of attack power."
"Furthermore, a magic circle can be inscribed inside it, which can activate magic shields of different levels. Therefore, theoretically, it can allow the user to unleash combat power of the sixth rank!"
Upon hearing the fat man's introduction, the entire office fell silent for a moment, even the well-informed Old Wei was stunned.
To exert the combat power of a sixth-tier unit with the strength of a first-tier unit—which lord has been able to do that in all these years? He certainly hadn't heard of one.
"How are the materials? Are they expensive? What's the production volume? How many units did you bring today?" Old Wei asked quickly, his breathing becoming rapid for a moment.
Such a thing would be tempting not only to new lords, but even to veteran lords! Who wouldn't want more high-level combatants on their territory?
"Well! The cost isn't low, it used quite a lot of fourth-tier materials, but the output is okay. I brought a hundred of them this time. If they're sold to a lord, as long as there are enough energy crystals, it'll be enough to form a high-level squad!" the fat man replied after thinking for a moment.
Upon hearing this, Old Wei's face immediately lit up with joy. The cost wasn't too high, and the production could keep up. As long as there was enough money, building a high-level legion wouldn't be a problem!
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