Chapter 644: Chapter 638: Do You Know What It Means to Be Rich? (Part 1)
“360,000.” Barely had Finn Lewis finished speaking, when Heibear Lincoln, who had just called out, followed with his bid. It was clear he didn’t intend to let Lewis snag the item at a low price.
“400,000.” Lewis serenely placed another bid. If they want to make trouble, they’d better have the ability. Lewis wasn’t afraid of trouble, especially not here. Backbone mattered here. Besides, spending money was never something Lewis feared, not on Earth and definitely not here.
“410,000. Sir, I am also interested in this item. Bidding fairly shouldn’t cause any misunderstanding, right?” Heibear Lincoln’s voice rang out. It sounded like he was trying to avoid misunderstandings, but the undertone was clearly provocative.
Moreover, none of the people present were pushovers. Surrendering was an unlikely concept, but if it ever happened, it would only be after an intense competition. No one here would willingly admit defeat — their only belief was that the strong ruled.
Once Heibear Lincoln finished speaking, bursts of laughter echoed around the room. While each private box could be soundproofed, clearly no one was playing nice today. All of them fed on chaos, so naturally, they let their laughter echo freely throughout the room, possibly even hoping to incite more mischief.
Everyone knew perfectly well what the laughter implied. Lewis got it too. Dunn Monty and Thomas Calvin stole glances at Lewis, fearing he might lose his temper, but verbal provocation at this level didn’t bother him. Anger would depend on who the final victor was. Such small talk wouldn’t even cause a ripple in his emotions, let alone anger.
“Oh, that won’t be an issue. We’re all wealthy people here. Bidding normally is, well, normal. This is an auction, after all. The one with the most money naturally gets the item. 2 million.” Lewis spoke with a calm demeanor.
The moment Lewis declared his bid, the ongoing laughter and noise that had pervaded the auction hall suddenly died down. Everyone inhaled sharply. The Gene Repair Liquid could fetch a high price in the hands of the right buyer, as genetic diseases, while uncommon, were certainly not unheard of.
None of these people could afford to throw around their money. Whether they be mercenary groups, pirate groups, or organizations making a living on the Death Star, each had many mouths to feed, hence, every penny counted and had to be spent wisely.
They came to the auction because some things couldn’t be purchased normally – they were only available here. While the items might be pricey, as long as it brought sufficient profit to their organization, the price was tolerable. But when Heibear Lincoln tried to cause trouble and ended up losing instantly...this auction was indeed becoming quite entertaining.
Without the need for second thoughts, everyone knew that even if Heibear Lincoln was seething, he would not continue bidding. He couldn’t afford such reckless spending. If he did place another bid and Lewis decided to keep up, that wouldn’t be a problem. But if Lewis were to back out, Heibear Lincoln would be skinned alive when he returned!
Heibear Lincoln didn’t dare speak again. The auctioneer knew that no one would raise the price further, so he quickly counted down thrice, confirming that Lewis had won the auction. Once confirmed, Lewis noticed a pathway opening in the wall of the hall. A few seconds later, a box containing ten vials of silvery liquid, like test tubes, was brought in.
Items of large value would be settled later, but like this, they delivered the object on the spot.
Monty picked up the box, checked it, and handed it to Lewis. “Sir, I’ve checked. There is no issue. The Federal Minny Pharmaceutical Group Corporation’s seal is still on it.”
“Hmm, you’re sure there are no issues?” Lewis responded, nodding.
“No issues.” Monty confirmed.
“Isn’t the box fragile?” Lewis looked at the box in Monty’s hands and asked.