Seizing the BOSS Template at the Start

Chapter 62: Chapter 60: The Dust Settles

The Legislator Clans remain silent, even Diane has not bid, because this is not her target, and among the items involving many Legislator Clans, even the Di Feng Clan can only afford to secure two or three at most.

Or rather, what the Di Feng Clan tacitly acknowledges is that they can only secure one with substantial benefits. Sometimes, wealth alone is insufficient, as relationships and social interactions also play a role.

”Three million!”

”Three million one hundred thousand!”

”Three million two hundred thousand!”

”Three million three hundred thousand...”

The price soared rapidly, and even Baiyi had not uttered a second word before it gradually spiraled out of control.

Once the network is laid, there is no worry about it not being profitable; consider the difference between ancient and modern times, combined with what Baiyi presented earlier.

This could nearly propel the Dawn Federation from the medieval era directly into modern society.

”Three million five hundred thousand!”

”Three million six hundred thousand!”

”Three million seven hundred thousand!”

The price had not stopped rising; this level of gold coin was trivial compared to the importance of the Alchemy Magic Net.

Not even a single Legislator Clan spoke, silently waiting for the limits of those wealthy merchants.

”Four million!”

”Four million five hundred thousand!”

”Five million...”

The pricing pace gradually slowed down; the cash flow required is substantial, marking the limit for most, as wealthy merchants have industries that also need a vast amount of capital to operate.

Take an Alchemy Workshop, for instance; the accumulation of materials and the time of alchemists represent costs and fixed assets; only the potions or equipment sold are considered assets.

After costs are deducted, what remains is working capital, so five million is already a significant amount.

”Five million one hundred thousand....”

”Five million two hundred thousand...”

”Five million three hundred thousand...”

Baiyi smiled, awaiting the bids; he estimated the Magic Net could sell for up to ten million, besides the two on the sixth floor and three on the fifth floor, no one could offer higher value.

As the bidding gradually quieted down, Baiyi smiled, inquiring, ”The online bids reached five million five hundred thousand, is there a higher bid?”

The atmosphere was somewhat quiet, with everyone hesitating; though it was certainly a profitable item, the risk was in the large decrease in their working capital.

They were contemplating.

From the right side of the sixth floor, Young Master Bo’er of the Koman Clan spoke with a smile, ”Give me some face, eight million.”

His moderately loud voice drew everyone’s attention; from floors one to five, the Legislator Clans furrowed their brows.

Before they could speak, an online bidder quickly raised the price, ”Eight million one hundred thousand!”

A Legislator Clan on the fifth floor, called Lotte, calmly added, ”Nine million.”

Bo’er paused, then continued with his smile, ”Ten million.”

With this price announced, many wealthy merchants fell silent, and the online presence quietened too.

Though the Federation lacks copyright awareness, this item’s technological barrier is very high, and once someone is the first to cover the Federation with the network, it would corner the market for any subsequent attempts at creating a Magic Net.

Smart beings have a preference for staying in their comfort zone, and it’s challenging to change what’s become familiar.

Therefore, this is indeed profitable; unfortunately, the month’s cash flow limitations are the Achilles’ heel for merchants.

Baiyi smiled, stating, ”Ten million once, is there a higher bid?”

In the Lotte Family’s room, a mechanical voice sounded, ”Ten million one hundred thousand.”

Bo’er frowned, looking toward the tightly closed door on the left side of the fifth floor, and calmly said, ”Thirteen million.”

Lotte Family: ”Thirteen million one hundred thousand.”

Bo’er looked at Sunu, eyes inquiring.

Sunu softly said, ”In the struggle over the Secret Silver Mine, the Koman Clan won.”

Bo’er’s brows relaxed, as he thought, how could a great family be so stubborn unless they were deliberately antagonistic?

He calmly stated, ”Young Master Lotte, everyone has an appraisal value, eighteen million is fine, with the Koman Clan withdrawing to favor your mood, how about it?”

No further sound came from the fifth floor.

Baiyi’s smile grew, his eyes filled with irrepressible excitement, relieved of the burden of resources; he could even claim that issues solvable with money are no longer issues.

Looking toward Bo’er on the right side of the sixth floor, he inquired, ”Eighteen million once, is there anyone with more?”

The scene quieted down momentarily; while many in the Federation were asset-rich octamillionaires, only the large commercial Empire’s Legislator Clans had a cash flow above ten million.

Taking a nonchalant stance with an eight-figure expenditure was something only the truly wealthy Di Feng Clan could afford; their Soul Resources were hard currency, never worrying about sales.

Diane stood up, her face showing some eagerness, but was immediately pulled back by a formidable person next to her, ”Aunt, don’t make trouble, this price is already high.”

”Hey, Koman boy, since you’re here, round it off to nineteen million!” Diane teased.

Bo’er’s composed smile instantly collapsed, looking helplessly at the young lady, ”Since Miss Di Feng has spoken, I can comply, twenty million!”

Diane exchanged glances with Baiyi below, raising her brows as if to say: Here’s some pocket money for you.

Baiyi’s heart started pounding wildly, ”Twenty million once, is there anyone higher?”

Both the hidden and apparent participants remained silent in the field.

”Twenty million twice....”

”Twenty-one million!”

Suddenly, the left screen displayed a message, Entry One spoke; all attendees looked toward the big screen, and the large characters, Luo Wa Clan, flashed brightly on the once hidden Entry One.

This Clan had the most extensive equipment business in the Federation, and upon seeing these characters, everyone had an ”of course” realization;

Only this Clan could rival the Di Feng Clan in the contest for the richest title.

Bo’er’s heart sank, reaching the limit.....yet he decisively bid, ”Twenty-five million.”

”Twenty-six million!”

Baiyi’s heart began racing, this price could purchase a Divine Artifact, a significant cash flow could directly elevate a first-class family.

Baiyi looked at Bo’er, who maintained his smile and poise, ”The Koman Clan only wants this one thing today, and can compete with you.”

He directly quoted the base price, ”Thirty million! I will accompany you to the end.”

Silence ensued, as Entry One fell into thought as well.

Tension lurked in Bo’er’s eyes as he tightly clenched a fist behind his back, though he remained outwardly calm and composed.

Truly wealthy, without a doubt the biggest capital player, Baiyi’s heart pounded vigorously as he progressed, ”Thirty million once, is there any higher bid?”

Silence, unending silence, this was an exorbitant price; only Diane among the crowd, restrained firmly, refrained from further bids.

”Thirty million twice!”

Baiyi expectantly surveyed the crowd, his hand holding the gavel trembling slightly, ”Thirty million....sold! Congratulations to the Koman Clan for obtaining the Alchemy Magic Net!”

The sound of the gavel dropping caused Bo’er’s tightly clenched hand to suddenly relax.

The dust settled! Dawn’s new era was entirely ushered in.