By then, even if I only sell crystal fruit, I'll be making a ton of money! A huge profit! What a great choice!
So everyone looked at the chief appraiser excitedly, waiting to raise their signs as soon as he spoke.
But at this moment, the chief appraiser cleared his throat awkwardly and said, "But, this ancient crystal tree of ours has a small flaw."
"What defect?" everyone asked anxiously in unison.
"It's...almost dead." The chief appraiser didn't hide the truth, as there was no way to conceal it. So he told the truth, "This small ancient crystal tree has rotten roots. According to appraisal, the survival rate is...one percent."
"ah???"
Below was a row of people gasping in unison!
A one percent survival rate—what's the difference between that and being dead? While the Crystal Ancient Tree is a promising investment, who wants to buy a dead tree? Isn't it just a piece of useless wood?
The chief appraiser could anticipate the audience's reaction and sighed softly. If the survival rate were higher, how could such a profitable treasure be worth less than five million?
"The auction begins now. The starting price is... 100,000 points, and each bid increase must be at least 10,000." After signaling for silence to be given to the audience, the chief appraiser began the auction.
But after he announced the price, many people were discouraged.
100,000 points, to buy a piece of wood to take home? Do you really think everyone's points just came from the wind? Anyone who buys it is an idiot.
So, after the chief appraiser announced the starting price, the whole audience fell silent and no one bid.
The chief appraiser sighed silently in his heart, it seemed that his old friend's ancient crystal tree would fail to sell.
Originally, according to him, the starting price for an intact ancient crystal tree was 1 million points, and this tree with a 1% survival rate must have a starting price of 10,000 points, but his old friend refused to agree, and he had no choice.
If it fails to sell now, by next month, I'm afraid the 1% survival rate will be gone, and it will really just become a piece of wood.
"One minute left."
"Thirty seconds countdown."
"Twenty seconds countdown."
Time is approaching little by little.
But everyone in the audience was indifferent.
It seems this ancient crystal tree is really going to fail to sell... My poor old friend is seriously ill and needs points to save his life. A trace of sadness flashed through the chief appraiser's heart.
At this moment, suddenly, a clear female voice was heard.
"One hundred and ten thousand points."
The voice came from VIP room number six on the second floor.
The person who made the bid was naturally Su Luo.
When the chief appraiser said that the fruit of this ancient crystal tree had the function of memory, Su Luo was already tempted.
After coming to this time, Su Luo was really not used to it. This world without cameras always made her feel like something was missing.
But now the ancient crystal tree gave her a little hope. Although the survival rate was only one percent, this was only for others. For Su Luo who had space, the survival rate must be seventy to eighty percent, so Su Luo took action at the last moment.
After Su Luo made the offer, many people in the audience looked at VIP room number six with dumbfounded expressions.
110,000 points to buy a mortal ancient crystal tree? What kind of idiocy is that?
But the chief appraiser was very happy.
But at the same time, he was deeply grateful to Su Luo. He thought Su Luo took the photo for his sake.
"One hundred and ten thousand points once, one hundred and ten thousand points twice..."
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