Su Ran nodded and sat down in the head seat. The moment the door closed, Su Zi and Su Chou immediately got up to check. A few minutes later, Zi shook his head at Su Ran.
Su Ran relaxed, took off her veil and sunglasses and placed them aside. "Tell me your thoughts." Su Qingjiu was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "The terrain is complex, heavily guarded, and they have used traps and mechanisms."
Su Ran nodded. The summary was spot on. What Su Ran hadn't expected was that this place actually used the mechanical techniques of the Mo Dao, something the system had taught her.
After systematic instruction, she gained a basic understanding of many current, past, and future events. Her use of mechanical arts was quite obvious; anyone who had mastered the art of mechanical arts could recognize it.
The complexity of the terrain lies in the use of mechanisms to make this place different from its original location. It can be said that although she came down from 332 Wall Street, the location above Su Ran's head may not actually be 332 Wall Street.
Su Ran was quite interested in this ingenious mechanism. Who was behind such a massive project?
The representative objects of mechanical arts are the wooden ox and flowing horse, which use mechanical power to cleverly control things and make them achieve magical effects.
The official historical record, "Biography of Zhuge Liang in the Records of the Three Kingdoms, Shu Shu," states that "Liang was naturally gifted with ingenuity. He improved the repeating crossbow, and the wooden ox and flowing horse were all his creations. He deduced military strategies and created the Eight Trigrams Formation, all of which were of great importance."
All of the above-mentioned creations were indeed the work of Zhuge Liang. Therefore, many people boldly speculate that Zhuge Liang's mechanical manufacturing skills may have been inherited from the mechanical arts of Mozi and Lu Ban during the Warring States period, and were further developed and improved upon.
Su Ran was quite interested, and she became particularly intrigued by the person who built it. Was he a descendant of the Mohists or Lu Ban? Su Ran's expression brightened.
Su Qingjiu, who was standing to the side, said, "Miss, it is highly likely that the descendants of the Mo family are the ones who have passed down the art of Lu Ban's mechanical arts, according to research, but they have disappeared into the long river of history."
"Although the mechanical arts of Mozi and Luban were highly regarded and famous during the Warring States period, historical records show that there are almost no descendants of Luban who have inherited their skills to the present day."
"Therefore, it is very likely that it was built by a descendant of the Mohist school or someone who was skilled in mechanical arts."
The art of mechanical devices has almost disappeared from history; those that have been passed down are mostly from one generation to the next.
Therefore, there are basically no self-taught individuals, because it is almost impossible to find books about mechanical arts, so there is nothing that can be done even if one wants to learn.
Su Ran nodded. "No need to investigate."
She is interested in this, but there's no need to find the person. Being interested is one thing, but whether she wants to see the person is another.
Su Qingjiu nodded and stood quietly to the side.
Su Ran looked indifferently at the balcony outside. When the auction started, people would have to go over to bid, but judging from the clothes of this group of people, it seemed that they were all there in person, not assistants making phone calls or anything. This way, it would be easier for the host to stimulate the boss's desire to spend.
Su Ran looked around and noticed that there was a lantern above her head.
She only glanced at it and knew it was a sky lantern. Wasn't this the rule for auctioning antiques? Even though it was abroad, the rules were more regulated than in China.
If you want to light the lamps, you'll have to pay for that round of auctions.
"Sky lantern" is an old term used in casinos; it should actually be called "lighting lanterns."
It's a gambling technique that means if you find someone at the gambling table having a really bad streak, you bet against them.
If he bets on big, you bet on small; if he bets on player, you bet on banker. You're not betting on your own luck, but on the bad luck of others. This person with bad luck is your "lamp".
Some people are born unlucky and always lose when gambling. They are even invited to light lamps for others, just in order to "gamble big for small gains".
During the Qing Dynasty, in the circle of wealthy gamblers in Jiangnan, because of the huge sums of money involved and the lack of restraint, those with bad luck could often lose everything in one night.
Therefore, the term "lighting lamps" is not grand enough for that occasion. Moreover, those spoiled brats often like to hold grudges against others. If you don't like me, or if I think you're not good enough, they will try to gain the upper hand verbally before the bet even starts.
Su Ran chuckled. These rules were used quite often. After most of the people in the hall were seated, a foreign man in a suit came up to the table.
The foreign man spoke eloquently and looked at the distinguished guests around him with a friendly expression. "Ladies and gentlemen, good evening. Welcome to tonight's auction. I am your auctioneer, Luo Li."
"Tonight's auction will consist of three rounds, with 12 items in each round. These items have been entrusted to the auction house by various families or mysterious individuals. When it's time to bid on the second and third floors, there are some price tags on the empty seats on the left. You can press them and I will know your bid."
"I hope everyone has a memorable auction experience."
"The auction is now officially open!"
Su Ran picked up the mask that was placed next to her and put it on. Then she walked to the main seat on the balcony. There were also people sitting in the empty seats on the balcony of the adjacent private room. Su Ran's right was room 301, and her left was the people in room 303.
Su Ran turned her head, and her gaze met Song Shiyan's. Recalling the experience that night, Su Ran slightly curled her lips and looked at the ambiguous scratch marks revealed by his slightly open clothes.
Song Shiyan's eyes darkened, and their gazes met in the air, neither giving way to the other.
Su Ran was the first to look away and turn to the others.
The person to her right looked somewhat familiar. She lowered her eyes and thought for a few seconds, but couldn't figure out who it was.
But since the name had been made public, Su Ran guessed that this person must be from the leadership of the United States.
so.
This person was probably sent by the leaders of the United States.
Su Ran was quick-witted. She hadn't expected that this auction would arouse the interest of the United States. So what exactly was being auctioned?
There are eight private rooms on the third floor.
Song Shiyan, Su Ran, and the other man occupied three rooms, so the remaining four rooms are very likely occupied by the five major families of the United States.
In contrast, the seating on the second floor was like that of a teahouse. There were no private rooms, but the seating was all screened off. There were about 24 families sitting in a circle on the second floor, all of whom were separated by screens.
Su Ran naturally saw Chinese faces through the mask. This wasn't surprising; it would be surprising if there weren't any. Given the Chinese people's curiosity about certain things and their tendency to be slick, it would be strange if no one came.
The first floor is reserved for wealthy people, since being rich doesn't equate to having power, and those sitting on the first floor are generally either rich or powerful.
Feeling the intense gaze from the side, Su Ran frowned slightly. Su Qingjiu, who was wearing a mask, also frowned and looked in Song Shiyan's direction.
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