11: Chapter Eleven: The Bidding Ends

Bang! Bang!

Several sharp claws slammed fiercely into the spot where he had just been standing, sending gravel flying and dust rising.

"Good grief, that's vicious!"

Lin Feng gripped his lone blade to steady his body, his eyes turning cold. "Fine, since you're all so enthusiastic… then I'll play along with you."

Just a moment ago! A perfect solution for neutralizing the situation had suddenly flashed through his mind.

Yes, it was to kite the monsters!

For Lin Feng, who possessed high Agility stats, kiting monsters was simply too easy.

Not to mention, he also had the Ten-Step Kill talent with its group paralysis effect.

Lin Feng approached the flock of chickens, steadily drew all their aggro, and then began running in circles with them.

The ten Wild Chickens immediately turned red-eyed, screeching as they swarmed forward to bite.

But they were always just out of reach.

The flock's attack range was always one step behind him.

This was also thanks to the large dungeon space, which provided enough room to maneuver.

"Oh, the rhythm is not bad."

Lin Feng chuckled softly, keeping the entire group of monsters tightly controlled in one pile.

Seeing that the moment had arrived, he no longer hesitated and quickly activated his talent skill.

"Ten-Step Kill."

[Ding! System Notification: You have triggered the talent [Ten-Step Kill]! You deal massive damage to enemies within a 3×3 range and trigger group paralysis, lasting for 3 seconds!]

-185! -193! -181! -362 Critical Hit...

A sky full of critical hit numbers floated up; every monster received varying degrees of damage. With just this one skill, his AOE damage was off the charts.

In an instant, the sprinting Wild Chickens froze in place, unable to move.

Lin Feng flashed forward, cutting into the flock; his blade light was like lightning, outputting damage in succession!

"Squelch!" "Squelch!"

Screams rang out incessantly. By the time the 3-second paralysis ended, half of the monsters had already been killed.

The remaining few elite monsters were no longer a threat.

Thirty seconds later…

After finishing the last lap of their lives with them, only a pile of chicken feathers remained in the vast space.

[Ding! You killed a Wild Chicken (Elite Level 1) and gained 20 EXP!]

[Ding! You killed a Wild Chicken (Elite Level 1) and gained +20 EXP!]

[Ding! The first wave of monsters has been cleared!]

[Current Wave: 2/5]

[The next wave of monsters will spawn in one minute…]

Meanwhile, fierce competition was taking place in various Novice Villages in the outside world.

Because only a few minutes remained before the auction for the [swift shadow longsword] ended.

At this moment, buyers from all sides were preparing their final bids; after all, who knew how long it would be before they could auction for a weapon of this grade again.

On the hillside, Bai Lu stared quietly at the trading panel, her face devoid of any ripples.

"Miss, there are only four minutes and twenty seconds left. If you don't make a move now, it'll be too late!" the young man said anxiously.

Bai Lu nodded and said softly, "Now, bid 200,000!"

"200,000? Miss, did you say that right? Is this piece of equipment worth that price?"

Clearly, his perspective hadn't expanded yet.

"The value of this equipment is far more than this price. Anyone who understands would know… this price should at least be several times higher."

The young man shuddered, not daring to say anything more, and placed the bid with trembling hands.

"Brother Ba, the price has reached 200,000. Should we continue bidding?"

The player called Brother Ba frowned deeply. "Forget it. This price has exceeded our expectations. It's just a Level 10 weapon; I believe it won't be long before we can obtain one ourselves."

"Understood."

"Brother Wang, the price is already at 200,000. Should we increase it?" a lackey beside Wang Sichong asked.

"What the hell are you useless for? You have to ask me about something like this? Am I short on money?" Wang Sichong's eyes widened as he flew into a rage, kicking the lackey in the butt.

"Just raise it to 200,000… and 0.1."

Bai Lu looked at the price that had suddenly jumped, slightly stunned.

"Where did this idiot come from? He really doesn't know how to die…"

"Bid 500,000."

There were only two minutes left before the auction for the [swift shadow longsword] ended.

The price at the Trading House had been raised to 500,000 Cosmic Coins by Bai Lu, shocking the entire server. For a moment, no one dared to follow.

Wang Sichong looked at the rising value and gritted his teeth. 500,000—this had already exceeded his budget.

"Brother Chong… what do you say?"

"Damn it… we ran into a lunatic. I think we should just forget it. It's just a broken sword; isn't it better to save this money and flirt with a few more girls?"

Just then, new information popped up in the Trading House instantly! [Player Long Aotian] bid 700,000 Cosmic Coins!

The entire World Channel was instantly in an uproar!

"Long Aotian? That son of the number one financial tycoon in Kyoto?!"

"This is 700,000, not 70 bucks. I don't even have that many Happy Beans!"

"Damn! A bunch of spendthrifts. Can a piece of equipment really be worth this much money?"

Deep in the Wild Chicken Plains, several lackeys of the Long family were incredibly excited.

"It's Young Master Long! Young Master Long is online."

"Holy crap, that guy actually managed to contact Young Master Long. Damn, that's awesome!"

Inside the game, in the safe zone of Novice Village No. 666.

Long Aotian's face was pale, his eyes locked firmly on the swift shadow longsword in the Trading House.

The lackeys beside him were both surprised and happy. "Young Master Long! Why have you come? Your injuries…"

"Shut up. If I didn't come, I'd be finished."

"What do I pay you for? How come I only found out about such a big deal now?"

Long Aotian's voice was filled with rage; if someone hadn't sent an anonymous message to him, he would still be in the dark.

"This sword is mine. Whoever tries to snatch it dies."

On the hillside, Bai Lu's cold expression finally changed slightly.

"This kid from the Long family… he certainly has deep pockets."

The attendant asked anxiously, "Miss, it's 700,000. Should we follow? The family budget…"

Bai Lu was silent for a moment, thinking it over.

She knew very well that the potential of this sword was far beyond this price.

But she also understood that Long Aotian was sparing no cost and was determined to fight to the bitter end. She didn't have a financial group backing her, so the final result would be that she couldn't outbid him anyway; it was better to give him some face.

One minute and thirty seconds left.

Bai Lu finally shook her head gently. "Forget it, give it to him."

"Our goal was never just a sword."

"It is… that anonymous seller."

The young man was stunned. "You mean…"

Bai Lu looked up at the sky, a meaningful smile lifting the corners of her mouth. "The person who could get the first kill on a BOSS… is much more interesting than a sword."

"Brother Chong, your love rival Long Aotian has bid 700,000."

Wang Sichong had originally planned to give up, but upon hearing the name "Long Aotian," he instantly flew into a rage and kicked the lackey next to him in the butt again.

"Love rival? Is he even worthy? Bid 700,000… and 0.1 for me. I want to disgust him to death."

"Uh… wouldn't it be a bit ungentlemanly to raise the price like that?"

"I just want to mess with his mentality. No matter how much he bids, I'm going to follow him to the end today… whoever chickens out is a coward."

"Brother Chong is mighty…"

"Ding!" [Player Wang Sichong] bid 7,000,000.1 Cosmic Coins!

With this bid, the World Channel exploded again:

"Holy crap, that's Young Master Chong from the Wanda Group. Another evil rich second-generation. Damn it, I'm so jealous."

"Do those two have a grudge in real life? Why bid exactly that 0.1 more? Isn't that clearly just to mess with his head?"

"Damn, that's so much money, I couldn't earn that in a lifetime. Yamete!"

"Brother, be confident. Even if you add another lifetime, you still couldn't earn it."

"Damn… would it kill you not to tell the truth?"

In the safe zone, Long Aotian's already pale face instantly turned livid.

"Wang Sichong? You, a defeated opponent, dare to compete with me?"

He raised his hand and frantically typed numbers into the Trading House input box, intending to go all the way and completely shock everyone!

"Bid 1,000,000 for me!"

Just as he was waiting for the entire network to worship him, a crisp sound came: [Ding! System Notification: Your virtual silver card balance is insufficient; you cannot place a bid.]

"What… the… f*ck?"

Long Aotian froze in place, unable to believe it: "???"

Insufficient balance? How is that possible! My card, how could it have no money! I clearly remember having over 5 million.

The lackey beside him turned pale and stammered, "Young… Young Master Long… you… you last night…"

"What happened last night?! Speak!" Long Aotian roared sternly.

"Last night you booked 10 technicians, and then… you directly topped up 500,000 on each of their cards… now… now there's only the 700,000 left from your bid, and not even a cent more…"

After hearing this, Long Aotian panicked and hurriedly said, "Quick… tell my mom to transfer 1,000,000 to my card."

"Young Master Long, it's… already too late; there are only 30 seconds left in the auction…"

The air was silent.

The next moment, Long Aotian trembled violently and suddenly felt the world go black!

"You… you… bunch of trash!" "Ah!… Pfft!" He spat out a mouthful of blood.

Thud! Long Aotian's body fell backward, his eyes rolled back, and he was enraged to the point of fainting a second time on the spot. His body turned into white light, and he was forced offline.

[System Notification: Player Long Aotian has gone offline.]