MTL - The Barrage Said, I Am the Final Villain In the Game-Chapter 131 Alisa: "?"

  Chapter 131 Alisa: "?"

   "Mr. Enoch"

   Enoch's gaffe shocked both Corinna and Hearst. They didn't quite understand why Mr. Earl, who had always been calm before, suddenly became violent at this moment.

"you"

"fine."

  Enoch calmed himself down under the cover of the mask, gently clapped his hands, and brushed off the mixed debris of wood and cloth.

   "Looks like I have to find a new merchant to buy some chairs."

   Lightly finding a step for himself, Enoch glanced at the back row again.

   It's a pity that this time, the other party didn't meet his eyes, but was whispering something with the people around him.

  Inexplicably, a nameless anger surged in Enoch's heart.

  He can be sure that the other party is not unaware of him, but doesn't care at all.

   To him, he is no different from other people.

   Taking a deep breath, Enoch calmed down and narrowed his eyes slightly.

   "The tougher the bones, the clearer the sound when broken. So, I hope you can always maintain your arrogance."

   "Soft mud, but no one wants to step on it."

  After the [Norton Crown] auction ended, the excitement of the auction dropped significantly.

  Before, whether it was the auctioneer's passionate introduction, or everyone's longing eyes behind the masks, they all showed that everyone's attention was focused on the auction itself.

  But after the crown was thrown away and shattered, although the auctioneer still tried his best to use his own words to turn everyone's attention back to the auction, unfortunately, everyone was more or less absent-minded.

If possible, these people would definitely swarm up without hesitation, pounce on the mysterious black robe in the back row, use all their strength to tear off his mask, tear up his camouflage, cut open his chest and abdomen, and see what kind of thing he has. What audacity.

   Lynn didn't care much about it.

  If there were only one or two people present, he might really have to draw out his sword to defend himself, but now he is in the crowd.

  These aristocrats, there are too many things that violate "morality" or "etiquette" behind the scenes, but in public, they like to use this to deny others to demonstrate and maintain their own superiority.

If someone really wanted to step forward to inquire about Lin En's identity, it would definitely not be Lin En who would face trouble first, but would reprimand the person for not knowing "etiquette"—of course, the premise is that they don't know the people behind them Who is it.

   Shaking his head, Lynn continued to look forward.

   There, the auctioneer had already completed another transaction, but this time, he didn't immediately bring up the next auction item.

   "The thing to be auctioned next is the last item in this auction."

  The auctioneer smiled lightly: "Presumably, everyone should have heard of it?"

   "That's right, that's indeed a dragon's egg."

  He clapped his hands lightly.

  The next second, the lights of the audience dimmed quietly, and at the same time, in the center of the stage, a spotlight poured down from the top and landed in the very center of the venue.

   There, unexpectedly, a bump about the height of a person, covered with a red cloth, suddenly appeared.

  The auctioneer stretched out his hand, put it on the red cloth, and then gently pulled it.

   "Wow-"

  The red cloth fell, and all the items in it were displayed in the eyes of everyone.

   Covered with a red cloth, it is a very common jar in alchemy workshops, but the contents inside are not simple to the naked eye.

  Among them, the egg-shaped dragon egg is safely soaked in the transparent liquid, and every part of the surface is revealing a little bit of strange starlight, which is bright and dark, very unstable.

   "According to the expert's guess, the time for this dragon egg's shell to break should be in the near future." The auctioneer crossed his fingers and smiled softly, "Of course, 'soon' is definitely not an uncertain reference."

   "According to estimates, it will be able to come to this new world in no more than a month, and will welcome the first opening of the eyes of the new world and dedicate it to its future master."

   When the auctioneer described it, many people in the venue were already ready to move.

  Almost all of them touched the signs beside them, and they were ready to go. As long as the auctioneer gave an order, they would quote the price they had already prepared.

   "It seems that everyone can't wait."

  The auctioneer didn't procrastinate too much, he just picked up the hammer and tapped lightly.

   "The auction of the last item still follows the usual rules—the highest bidder wins."

   "Now, the auction about the dragon eggs starts now."

   "Bang—"

   "One hundred thousand!"

"One hundred and thirty thousand!"

   "143,000!"

  At the same moment when the auction hammer fell, a series of outcries erupted immediately.

   Almost instantly, the price of the dragon egg soared to 252,000.

   More than 250,000 Rhine gold coins, even in Catalina, is not a small sum of money.

  Because the average monthly salary of ordinary people here is only about three gold coins.

  For ordinary people, 250,000 gold coins, even if they don’t eat or drink, and start working at the same time as the rise of mankind, there is no way to save half of the 250,000 gold coins.

  This amount is not an exaggeration to say that it is an astronomical figure.

   In fact, even for nobles, this price is not much.

  The aristocrat who called out the price, after calling the price, clenched his fists and kept wiping sweat into the mask with a handkerchief, showing his heartache all the time.

  If you are a nobleman with a deep background, it is not particularly difficult for the family assets to exceed one million gold coins, but the so-called assets only mean that they can be counted in the property, and not all of them can be moved.

  It’s like renovating a house, you can tear it down anywhere, the load-bearing walls, load-bearing columns, and foundations, etc., can’t be moved anyway.

  So, when the price soared to 250,000, the increase quietly slowed down.

   After all, everyone knows that the price may be nearly 300,000 yuan or a little more, but the real investment is definitely more than that, and it may even be just the beginning.

  The temptation to become the master is great, but the cost is completely enough to ruin most of the people present.

  In the back row, Lynn stroked the armrests of the table and chair, silently observing the shouts below.

  He did not participate in this auction, but listened carefully to everyone's quotations.

  Among these voices, he more or less found some special accents.

As the saying goes, one side raises one side, the accents of people in each region, or even two adjacent villages, may be very different, and they cannot understand each other's intonation, but among these nobles, they pay great attention to "accents". "Cultivated.

  How can we from Catalina be confused with people from other places.

   And these special accents obviously carry the characteristics of other places.

   For example, the kingdom next door.

  With such an obvious difference, Lynn seemed to be playing the simplest way of finding the differences, and immediately identified many people who definitely did not belong to Catalina.

  He has not forgotten what he is doing here.

  Writing down the positions and characteristics of those people, Lynn tapped on the armrest lightly, and was about to make a move when his arm was suddenly pulled by the people around him.

  Alisa Alisa didn't look at him, her gaze was still on the stage, her voice was calm: "Help me bid."

   "Price?" Lynn was slightly taken aback.

  As he has learned all about the nobles, he is very familiar with one of the "shopping" methods of the nobles - "I have come to you to buy things in person, do I still have to pay?"

   After thinking for a while, Lynn said: "There should be no need to call the price, because there may be no chance to pay later."

   "I'm not going to pay them." Alyssa turned her head and glanced at him, "This is my reward."

   "When you ask someone for help, you naturally need to give the other party a corresponding reward—this should be considered common sense, right?"

  “.”

  Common sense is common sense, but

   "Are you worried that I won't be able to pay?" Alisa said softly, "Although I can't pay too many gold coins at once, if it is returned on time, there will definitely be no big problem."

   “It should be easier for me to pay off my debt than to add to my savings.”

  Lin En thought for a while, and felt that what the other party said really made sense.

For people like Alyssa who aim at research, once they have funding, they would like to spend it on their own research immediately. Under the condition of guaranteeing a certain bottom line, more money may not represent an upgrade in quality. but an increase in number.

   After all, there are few experiments that cannot fail.

  The so-called repayment may be a matter of buying a few less materials and a slightly lower fault tolerance rate.

   Tilting his head slightly, staring at the other party's pure black eyes, Lynn didn't say much, just touched the sign and held it up high.

   "500,000 gold coins."

  Alisa's indifferent face gradually stiffened.

  (end of this chapter)