Published: February 9, 2025
“If there’s something you want to auction, you can register over there first. There will be very professional staff to assess qualifications and levels. If they think it’s suitable for the auction, they will give you an estimated price. If you find it acceptable, then you can use that as a lower bid,” Wen Zhong pointed to the side and led Ye Zhongming over.
They saw a spacious hall on the first floor with six or seven counters; more than half of them had people discussing something with the staff inside, holding various items. It seemed these were items they wanted to auction, but most left disappointed, as the quality of their items clearly didn’t meet the auction standards.
Wen Zhong took Guangyao and Xiao Xiu to one of the counters. Guangyao handed over a box, which Wen Zhong received and passed to the two people inside the counter, who had just saluted him, clearly recognizing his identity as the commander-in-chief.
The person inside opened the box and was visibly taken aback, even Ye Zhongming, Liang Chuyin, and Zhao Xingmei, who were nearby, were stunned.
Inside was a set of silver-level Rong Clan Holy Armor!
“I didn’t expect I would bring out my prized possession to auction?” Wen Zhong smiled, “But there’s no other choice; people need to gain something, no matter the method.”
He didn’t say it outright, but Ye Zhongming understood. He now grasped the pressure Wen Zhong was under; while the Rong Clan Holy Armor brought him a leap in power, it also attracted covetous eyes within the alliance. He was using this method to ease the pressure. Although it was just a temporary measure and couldn’t resolve the fundamental issue, it was still a viable strategy for the time being.
“I know you’re financially strong and have acquired all the Battle Beast Eggs in the market without batting an eye, but spare this set; if you bid on it, they’ll think I’m playing tricks by transferring items back and forth,” Ye Zhongming nodded with a smile, indicating he understood.
“What about you? Do you have anything you want to auction?”
Upon hearing Wen Zhong's question, Ye Zhongming walked up to the counter and gestured to Xia Bai behind him. Xia Bai handed over a small, chubby monster that was only the size of half a palm.
Xiao Xiu’s eyes lit up immediately.
This little guy was too adorable; not only was its fur beautiful, but it also looked clumsy and cute. It was currently sleeping and snoring lightly.
“Sir, what… is this?”
The two people responsible for assessing auction items were not experts in battle beasts. They instinctively asked, and Wen Zhong listened with great interest.
“It’s a Level 7 Mihiko cub.”
Upon hearing this, the two became a bit excited.
The offspring of mutated life forms usually have a fifty percent chance of attaining the same level as their parents, with the rest split evenly between exceeding or falling short of that level.
A Level 7 cub, even with poor talent, would at least evolve to a Level 5, making it a loyal partner with Level 5 strength—its value was self-evident.
Moreover, this was already a cub, not an unhatched Battle Beast Egg. It was something everyone desired.
“Then, could you please wait a moment? We’ll notify an expert in this area to come over,” one of them said to Ye Zhongming, and then immediately ran off to find someone.
“You have something so good, why didn’t you tell me? I could trade you a set of Rong Clan Holy Armor for it,” Wen Zhong said, clearly tempted. If he could obtain this cub and raise it carefully, he was confident it could reach Level 6; with a bit of luck, it could reach Level 7, or even Level 8 if the luck was extraordinary!
Ye Zhongming cleared his throat, noticing the remaining person was focused on observing the adorable little creature, and quietly said to Wen Zhong, “This is a type of psychic mutated life form, with a very singular function. To put it simply, its role is… when you can’t sleep, it can sing you a lullaby.”