The Tycoon God of Online Gaming
Chapter 331 - 332: Cruel Bidding

Chapter 331: Chapter 332: Cruel Bidding

"Oh, nice to meet you." Li Haorong quickly stood up. He was aware of the Genesis Guild’s background, so he showed no lack of courtesy.

Hearing that the elderly man on the stage was about to announce the start of the auction, the impressive female player from the Genesis Guild, Green Lantern Ning smiled and said, "May I sit next to Young Master Li?"

"Haha, of course." At her words, the executive seated next to Li Haorong immediately replied, a glint of reverence in his eyes. He quickly stood and moved to another available seat.

After Green Lantern Ning thanked him, she sat down confidently. Li Haorong then took the seat next to her and chuckled, "I’ve heard much about the Genesis Guild. May I ask what brings you to my company?"

"Obviously, to bask in your radiance, Young Master Li."

Almost simultaneously, another person arrived at Falling Blossoms’ side, this time a male player.

"Hehe, nice to meet you, Sword Flow Wounds." Falling Blossoms stood up and said with a smile.

"Please, make yourself comfortable, no need to stand." The man named Sword Flow Wounds, who appeared to be middle-aged, replied calmly before taking his seat.

"Oh, I’m far from being a ’boss’ as you say. You flatter me."

"In the game, you are a boss. By the way, where’s Ghostly Night Great God?" Sword Flow Wounds scoped out the surroundings.

"Haha, finding him is quite the feat. He’s here, just up there." Finishing, Falling Blossoms pointed upwards towards the cloud-like VIP boxes.

"Hehe, truly a godlike being, isn’t he?" Sword Flow Wounds flashed a knowing smile and then said, "Joining the United War Alliance really took some effort, considering we were just starting out."

"Haha, you’re being modest again. Who doesn’t know your Genesis Guild?" Falling Blossoms knew the man before her was the Genesis Guild’s representative in the Yan Kingdom, the creator of the guild called Genesis First World! In reality, he was a quite influential figure, Sword Flow Wounds was still only level 12.

"Zhao Feiyan sure made a fuss... Nevermind, have you heard any information about Night Ghost? I’ve yet to receive any intel regarding him." The imposing man frowned slightly as he spoke.

"That girl... Ah~ She won’t even listen to her father, why would she listen to me? You’re giving me too much credit."

"So, Zhao Feiyan is not cooperating?"

"Hehe, she’s young and impulsive, acting on her whims. Alas, it’s our fault for pampering her too much growing up." At this, Falling Blossoms shook her head.

"It seems necessary to discuss this with Master Zhao Guozhi. This is unacceptable; this is a political mission!" At this, Sword Flow Wounds’ tone turned grave.

An icy glint flashed across Falling Blossoms’ eyes, but he smiled and said, "Heh, you guys are pushing that girl too hard."

"This is different. You don’t understand how important Night Ghost is to us, we are willing to pay any price."

...

At that moment, the elderly man on the stage announced loudly, "The auction begins!"

"Starting bid is 2 million Gold Coins, each increment must be at least 200,000 Gold Coins!"

Chu You noticed the large screen on the stage displaying the bid. At the same time, the seating areas of the seven major regions occasionally lit up, signaling that a player had placed a bid. Unbeknownst to them, their bids were marked with a certain Imprint.

This implied that if a player were to falsely bid beyond their maximum amount of Gold Coins, their bid would not count. Being unable to place an Imprint meant their false bids wouldn’t be synchronized to the bidding screen, and wouldn’t illuminate a star. Thus, their bids held no merit.

Chu You chuckled, as did Zhao Feiyan. Their laughter carried a hint of helplessness. The hosts were certainly raking in the riches. Once a bid is made, the Gold Coins cannot be refunded. There was no chance the players would allow the item’s price to skyrocket just for the sake of atmosphere.

They had to go all-in with every bid, otherwise, it would mean a loss of over 2 million Gold Coins for nothing.

"They sure are confident. This spectacle is quite intimidating." Zhao Feiyan found the whole scene deeply disturbing, given her personal understanding of the value of Gold Coins. Remember when she had trouble procuring honey for just a few tens of thousands of Gold Coins? Now, forces from around the world were tossing down 2 million Gold Coins without a moment’s hesitation.

"Feiyan, do you know ’Showhand’? It’s a poker game. Just pretend they’re playing poker. Each of them thinks they have the upper hand." Chu You said, leaning against the window, a distant look in his eyes.

The bids appearing on the large screen showed that each player was quite cautious, raising their bids by the minimum increment of 200,000 Gold Coins.

The highest bid had already reached 3.8 million Gold Coins.

"Young Master Li, aren’t you interested in this gem?" Green Lantern Ning asked the man beside her with a trace of mirth in her eyes.

"It is tempting but it doesn’t align with our development path. We aren’t pursuing a biological warfare strategy." Li Haorong replied. However, the tension in the room was causing his heart to race. Each successive bid appeared relentless, refusing to back down - threatening to incur great losses without gaining anything in return. This was brutally cruel!

When the bid reached 6.4 million Gold Coins, some of the players who had previously submitted bids found the pressure too immense. They chose to stand up and manually exit the room, consequently forfeiting all their previous bids.

"If your hand isn’t as good as others, why play at all?" Chu You remarked blandly.

"I find it hard to resist, too, it’s just too tempting." Zhao Feiyan sympathized with the failing bidders.

Upon reaching 10.4 million Gold Coins, the room fell into a concentrated silence. Only three bidders remained - from the Middle East Region, Europa Region, and Dongying Region, respectively. The screen displayed the current bid: Dongying Region XXX beauty, bid: 9.8 million Gold Coins.

"Izanami, how much do you have left? Can you get it?" A sweat-drenched executive anxiously asked the woman sitting in front of him.

The bidder, Izanami, who had just offered 9.8 million Gold Coins, was far from calm. Her voice trembled as she replied in panic, "...I can barely scrape together 12.8 million Gold Coins."

"Damn it, Izanami listen to me, immediately bid 12.8 million Gold Coins. We can only hope to intimidate them. It’s our last shot, we have no more reserves!"

"I...I understand."

At that moment, the old man on the stage glanced around the hall and said: "10.4 million Gold Coins for the first time, 10.4 million Gold Coins for the second time..."

Izanami immediately bid 12.8 million Gold Coins. A ray of starlight illuminated a particular spot in the Dongying Region. That light was unbearable for all the players, their hearts skipped a beat - it signified relentless competition. The large screen on stage refreshed with a new bid.

Dongying Region XXX beauty, bid: 12.8 million Gold Coins.

"Stubborn... if this item goes to that Japanese woman, the hosts would be earning way more than 12.8 million Gold Coins. I estimate over 40 million Gold Coins." Zhao Feiyan said, shaking her head. Sweat appeared on her brow, a clear manifestation of her internal turmoil.

If Izanami wins the bid, all the Gold Coins placed by her and all the other failing bidders would go straight to the host’s pocket.

"This is not an auction, this is a slaughter of players!"