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Aslanda Auction -
"Item number 19, a D-grade spatial beast energy core. Starting bid: 10,000 gold coins," the auctioneer announced.
Almost as soon as the words were spoken, someone made a bid.
The auctioneer then called out in an even louder, more enthusiastic voice—
"Number 104, bid 30,000."
"Number 9, 50,000."
"No. 16, one hundred thousand."
"Number 9, 150,000."
"Number 21, 160,000."
"Number 43, two hundred thousand!"
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Mo Quyang, who was sitting in the VIP room looking at the auction catalog, heard the bidding in the auction hall and turned his gaze to the auction items on the auction stage.
A white, jade-like crystal core of a mythical beast slowly rotated on the rotating auction platform.
Seeing him examining the items for auction, Zheng Chao, the attendant, asked, "Shall we bid?"
Mo Quyang pressed the button to multiply the amount tenfold, and said, "After you've packed up, go back to school."
Two million gold coins for a D-grade energy core is truly an astronomical price. Those in the auction hall couldn't help but look towards the VIP room, wondering which wealthy tycoon had arrived.
Mo Quyang stood up, no longer participating in the remaining auctions, and went straight into the elevator reserved for VIPs.
Zheng Chao followed, also curious as to why his prince would spend so much money on a spatial beast energy core that he would never actually use. While such spatial beast energy cores were relatively rare on the market, they wouldn't cost more than 500,000 yuan, especially for higher-grade ones.
"Your Highness, what do you intend to do with the crystal core of the spatial beast?"
"You don't need to know."
"..."
Zheng Chao drove Mo Quyang back to the Qingwu Superpower Academy.
Mo Quyang got out of the car and said to Zheng Chao, "Come to school again tomorrow morning."
Upon hearing that he was not to be allowed to follow, Zheng Chao became anxious and hurriedly said, "But assassins came here last night. The princess means that you should return to the palace as soon as possible."
"Whose salary are you on?" Mo Quyang asked him calmly.
Zheng Chao stiffened. "Yes, Your Highness. I'll pick you up at six o'clock tomorrow morning."
...
Mu Run fell asleep.
Accessing someone else's memories is also very mentally taxing. Moreover, this time she was reading Xie Rui's extremely painful and tedious memory training during his special agent training, which made her both mentally and physically exhausted.
A knocking sound rang out on the door.
Mu Run was awakened by a knock on the door. Rubbing her sleepy eyes, she got out of bed. She figured it must be Guan Qiong bringing corn. Looking down at her pajamas—fluffy cartoon patterns, completely covering her up—she was too lazy to change and went straight to open the door.
The door opened, and an exceptionally tall figure stood outside, carrying a bottle of red wine, a palm-sized gift box, several bags of nutritional supplements, and a large bag of fresh corn at his feet.
The last bit of sleepiness that Mu Run had was startled away by the unexpected guest.
"You...you came so early without telling me?"
"Look at your own hands and brain." Mo Quyang walked past her without any politeness and went inside.
Mu Run looked down at his hands and brain.
This thing is very intelligent; it sensed she was asleep and automatically switched to silent mode. However, it still receives all messages and waits for her to wake up to handle them.
And now, there are two missed calls on my phone, both from Mo Quyang.
"It's a bit early, isn't it? Who eats dinner at four o'clock?"
"It's four o'clock now, are you ready?"
"..." Mu Run shrugged. "No, the stove hasn't even been turned on yet."
Looking at the large bag of corn outside the door, he said, "Come and lend a hand."
Mo Quyang put the things he was carrying on the coffee table in the living room, then turned around and looked at her and the bag of corn. "Can't you carry that?"
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