CHAPTER 829: CHAPTER 561: LIU ZHENG: SO I’M THIS RICH AND OVERBEARING?

All buyers have completed their additional bids, and this round of auction enters the final stage once more.

This time, the seller didn’t hesitate much and quickly made a decision.

"Congratulations to ’Death God’s List’ and ’Old Man’s Endless Joy’ for successfully winning the bid."

Penguin Captain announced.

This auction house does a good job by only announcing the items that successfully sold, without revealing the winning buyers.

Those at the live auction are implicitly assumed to have willingly exposed their identities, giving them a chance to show off in public.

"Great!"

Liu Zheng couldn’t help but pump his "fist".

Winning bids in three consecutive auctions, all with minor investments for major returns; even if there are no more exciting items later, this auction would still be worthwhile.

As long as I can also win that "Red Dragon Cloak".

"Very well, this auction round was satisfactory. Next, let’s proceed with the seventh round."

After exchanging collections, Penguin Captain said.

Liu Zheng couldn’t be bothered to criticize its idiomatic expression, which was just like Niu Ma’s. He went to fetch the teleported pyramid on his own.

Then, the pyramid didn’t budge.

"So heavy!"

He released the pyramid and shook his strained tentacle.

It was fortunate that Liu Zheng didn’t use all his strength and risk a back injury.

This scaled-down pyramid certainly isn’t as heavy as the original, but it’s still over ten tons—well beyond what he could handle.

Moreover, this thing isn’t considered an item by the system.

The French Plane Tree should be able to lift it, but it can’t help him with deliveries.

"What to do?"

Liu Zheng looked far away at Niu Ma.

"Why are you looking at me?"

Niu Ma, on the streets at night, was noticeably more sensitive than during the day.

"Boss, could you help Dr. Nile take this back?"

Liu Zheng said.

"It’s such a small thing, why don’t you just carry it yourself?"

Evidently, Niu Ma wasn’t paying attention this way.

"This is a miniature pyramid. I just tried, and it’s at least a dozen tons; there’s no way my small frame can carry it."

He explained.

"That’s what you get for not working out regularly, look at your skinny dog-like appearance. Just leave it there and let him come get it himself, that’ll do."

Niu Ma took the opportunity to degrade him.

"The Sphinx is injured, and he’s got to watch over the clinic. What if someone robs the place while he’s out grabbing stuff?"

Liu Zheng said.

"Just leave it, have him come over during the day."

No matter what, Niu Ma refused to take the task.

"Sigh~ Is this enough now?"

He placed a stack of cash on the pyramid.

"Why didn’t you just do this in the first place, instead of playing the sympathy card?"

Niu Ma came over, swallowed the cash, and swiftly carried the pyramid towards the clinic.

"You’ve got yourself a good boss."

The French Plane Tree retracted its eager roots, mocking Liu Zheng.

"Everyone has their flaws. Loving money isn’t a flaw; it’s taking money without acting and only caring about money that’s flawed. And my boss has neither of these flaws."

He defended Niu Ma.

"Really? Then what about taking my money for fake wine?"

The French Plane Tree asked sinisterly.

"Well... um, as the saying goes, ’accidents will happen.’ My boss was young and ignorant at the time; it’s understandable he occasionally had regrets."

Liu Zheng forcefully maintained his boss’s reputation.

"Hmph. If it weren’t for your sake, I would have strung up that deceitful scoundrel and bled him dry."

The French Plane Tree said with hatred.

"So I have that much face with you?"

He grinned cheekily.

"Don’t get it wrong, stupid human. I’ll give face to anyone willing to help me evolve into a Phoenix, it’s not because I have any special feelings for you."

The French Plane Tree sneered.

"I don’t care about intentions; I care about actions. Besides, I’m the only one in Metropolis who’s willing to help you evolve into a Phoenix and give you freedom."

The rest either want to turn it into ingredients or use it as fertilizer for the tea garden.

"Hmph!"

Seeing that it couldn’t out-argue Liu Zheng, the French Plane Tree turned away, ignoring him.

"The item for the seventh round of auction is..."

"What is this thing???"

Penguin Captain deliberately dragged out his voice, intending to give a thrilling introduction.

Once it clearly saw the auction item in front of it, its head was left full of question marks.

It was a solid object, sectioned like a bamboo shoot, thick at the base and pointy at the top.

Overall, its shape was more on the rounded side, but each layer’s edge appeared extremely sharp.

If it were yellow, Liu Zheng could confidently declare, this is just a lump of frozen poop.

But this thing was blue and shining brilliantly, like a gigantic gem.

"After long-term constipation, an old gem dragon finally expelled this feces, and shortly after, it died from a massive hemorrhage. Therefore, this feces not only absorbed part of the old gem dragon’s power but also harbored the majority of its resentment."

"This incident is considered a deep humiliation by the Gem Dragon Clan. Best not to let them see it. However, there aren’t many gem dragons within Metropolis, so it’s not a big issue."

"An undead mage can use this gem crystal poop to directly summon an undead dragon, or pair it with dragon corpses or bones to create a rot dragon or bone dragon."

"But it’s advised not to defecate or mention defecation-related topics in front of them, as it might lead to rebellion."

"Additionally, it can also be used as material to craft extraordinary items."