Chapter 461: Making a Move
Chapter 461: Chapter 461: Making a Move
Long Ming’s expression immediately darkened.
’This guy jacked the price up so high right from the start. Bidding later is going to be tough.’
VIP Room 7.
Helorin gazed at the Type III Genetic Potion, her heart pounding with desire.
Unfortunately, the price was too high. Even she had to back down.
Purchasing a Mechanical God would have significantly boosted her own and her family’s strength.
That was why her father and the others had supported her decision.
But a Genetic Potion wouldn’t provide a significant boost to her or her family’s power, so families without an incredibly deep foundation wouldn’t normally pursue one.
The host, Auri, spoke with a broad smile.
"Young Master Gentan bids 300 million Star Coins! Is there a higher bid?"
"Looks like there’s no suspense here!"
"At such a high price, it’s definitely going to Young Master Gentan."
...
No one else in the room continued to bid.
"Since no one is bidding higher, we will now begin..."
Just as the host Auri was about to begin the final confirmation.
"310 million!"
Long Ming immediately raised his paddle and shouted.
SWISH—
In an instant, every gaze in the venue converged on Long Ming, and shocked murmurs broke out.
"Who is this guy?"
"I don’t recognize him!"
"He actually dares to compete with a cosmic noble for the Genetic Potion?"
"Does he have a death wish?"
"Seriously, what a badass."
...
Inside VIP Room 2.
Alek looked at Long Ming with some curiosity.
"Interesting. I didn’t expect someone would actually dare to fight Gentan for the Genetic Potion. Find out who this person is."
"No need. I know him."
Fumira was also extremely shocked as he stared at Long Ming raising his paddle.
He hadn’t expected Long Ming to be here bidding on a Type III Genetic Potion.
"You know him?"
Alek looked at Fumira in confusion.
"He’s the one who destroyed my Mechanical God. And it seems his background is nothing to sneeze at!"
"Nothing to sneeze at?"
"That’s right. When I went to cause trouble for him, the guy directly enlisted in the Second Legion and even got the highest starting rank of Second Lieutenant."
Fumira quickly explained.
Hearing this, Alek pondered for a moment before saying with a cold smirk,
"Since his background is impressive, let’s let Gentan fight it out with him."
"I think that works. Whether he wins or loses, the guy will have offended Gentan."
Fumira replied in full agreement.
"Then let’s just sit back and enjoy the show."
The corners of Alek’s mouth tilted up slightly in a smile.
Inside VIP Room 7.
Helorin asked Agor with some surprise,
"Father, who is that person?"
"I’ve never seen him before, but anyone who can call out 310 million must have a significant background."
"Then why is he sitting in the general admission seats?"
"That I don’t know. If he’s just some nouveau riche, then he’s made a huge blunder."
A thoughtful expression appeared on Agor’s face.
"Mm."
Helorin nodded in agreement.
Not just anyone could afford to offend Gentan.
Inside VIP Room 1.
Gentan’s face instantly fell. He turned his head to look at Long Ming and spoke with displeasure.
"Who is this person?"
"I’m not sure, but I feel like I’ve seen him somewhere before."
Affates stared at Long Ming, his brow tightly furrowed.
"Fine! 350 million Star Coins!"
Gentan shouted, grabbing his paddle as he tried to quell his own inexplicable irritation.
Seeing Gentan shout 350 million, Affates reminded him,
"Gentan, the last time a Genetic Potion was auctioned, the price was 320 million."
"I know,"
Gentan replied coldly.
At that moment, Long Ming furrowed his brow, raised his paddle, and called out,
"400 million Star Coins!"
"Whoa, that guy actually bid 400 million Star Coins!"
"Amazing!"
...
The crowd erupted in an uproar.
Gentan, now genuinely angry, raised his paddle and yelled,
"450 million!"
"Wow!"
"As expected of Young Master Gentan, that’s a fierce jump in price."
...
The venue was filled with gasps of astonishment.
Long Ming was stunned by this price. Although he had over 520 million, a portion of it belonged to Luoxue.
"450 million! Do I hear another bid?"
The host Auri shouted excitedly.
Everyone turned to look at Long Ming.
But Long Ming showed no intention of bidding.
"450 million going once!"
The host Auri immediately called out.
Inside VIP Room 2.
Seeing that Long Ming was out of the running, Alek said with a cold laugh,
"And here I thought he was so impressive. Turns out this is all he’s got!"
"Of course he can’t compare to you, sir."
Fumira said, flattering Alek.
"460 million!"
Alek smiled, raised his paddle, and shouted.
SWISH—
Everyone in the room turned to look at VIP Room 2, discussing in surprise.
"Isn’t that Young Master Alek of the third cosmic nobility?"
"Why is he bidding on the Genetic Potion too?"
"Has he not been injected yet either?"
"That can’t be right. I remember he’s quite favored, isn’t he?"
"That’s where you’re uninformed. Alek was also born of a concubine; he’s only become relatively favored in recent years. Of course, getting a standard-version Genetic Potion would be easy for him. But the perfect-type Genetic Potions are incredibly rare, so it’s normal that he hasn’t had one."
...
Listening to the crowd’s discussion, Long Ming fell into thought.
’As expected, none of these heirs to the cosmic nobility are pushovers.’
’They could all easily get injected with the standard version of the Genetic Potion, but they all hold back, each one of them pursuing the perfect type.’
’From this alone, you can see just how powerful the twelve great cosmic noble families are.’
At this moment, seeing Alek jump in to compete with him, Gentan once again raised his paddle and said in a cold voice,
"470 million!"
"480 million!"
Alek, not to be outdone, fiercely raised the bid.
The room immediately began to boil with excitement.
Seeing the two of them crazily raising the price, Long Ming grew increasingly frantic inside.
It was obvious that the money he had was not nearly enough.
"You like raising the bid, huh? 500 million!"
Gentan ruthlessly raised his paddle and declared his bid.
Alek’s expression immediately darkened. He raised his paddle and said in a cold voice,
"510 million!"
"550 million!"
Gentan continued to bid.
Seeing the price climb so high, a grave expression appeared on Affates’s aged face.
He lowered his voice and said to Gentan,
"The situation isn’t looking good."
"What’s there to be afraid of? I refuse to believe Alek could have brought more money than us."
Gentan replied coldly.
"Mm."
Affates nodded.
Listening to the two of them bidding, Long Ming’s expression was incredibly grim. The price had already exceeded the money he had prepared.
’This is big trouble. Where am I going to get more money?’
But the thought of giving up was incredibly frustrating to Long Ming.
Long Ming thought for a few seconds, then raised his wristband and sent a message to Hopka.
"You there?"
"What?"
Hopka’s message instantly popped up.
"Need to borrow money."
Long Ming got straight to the point with Hopka.
’The guy is a colonel, after all. He should be pretty rich, right?’
"Are we that close? Hitting me up for money right away?"
Hopka replied irritably.
"You lending it or not?"
"How much."
"200 million Star Coins."
Long Ming pondered for a moment before typing the message.
"Damn it, you’ve got some nerve! Asking for 200 million Star Coins right off the bat!"
"It’s an emergency."