I kill gods in my dream

Chapter 177

As soon as this statement came out, the audience was in an uproar.

When Leonardo heard this number, he almost spit out his drink.

That’s a hundred million dollars!Instead of [-] million paper money for burning fires.

It is true that most of the buyers at this auction are extraordinary people, either from various organizations or from long-standing large families. Besides extraordinary people, the ordinary people who can come here also have the ability to make money. For these atypical ordinary people, money is just a number, and the assets each of them own are incalculable.

But even for these people, [-] million is not a small amount that can be obtained by just opening one's mouth.

Most importantly, what is this thing?
A broken wooden box, and you don't know if it's empty, so you smashed it for [-] million yuan?This is not how you open a blind box.
He sounds quite young, so what kind of prodigal son is he who throws away his family's money as if it's blown by the wind?
While everyone was looking around, looking for the source of the sound, Leonardo had already followed his principal's line of sight to the second floor and saw the prodigal son who spent a lot of money.

A large flowered shirt is paired with a pair of black trousers, a pair of flip-flops on his feet, and sunglasses on his face. If he adds a big gold chain, he looks like a nouveau riche.

Leonardo was very doubtful that the other party could clearly see the auction items on the stand wearing those sunglasses.

Although the other party's clothes were completely vulgar, he had to admit that the prodigal son's aura was like that of an emperor who ruled the world. Under the protection of a group of knights, he walked to the second floor. On the edge of the guardrail of the building, he put one hand on the guardrail and the other in his pocket, calmly welcoming the attention of the crowd.

Well, this may be some kind of filter created by him having never seen such an ability.

Leonardo complained in his heart, but quietly asked the senior sister next to him what the origin of this prodigal son was.

The senior sister in charge of intelligence said with a strange expression: "He is an ordinary person, his name is Jing Yun, he comes from the East, he started from scratch, but in just a few years, he has countless wealth. I heard , is also our new school director.”

"Ah? School director???" Leonardo was confused.

He knows the origin of his college. It was established by various ancient extraordinary families with the purpose of cultivating better bloodline extraordinary people. In such an organization, the school directors are all the extraordinary families who founded the college. The leader here.

Their strong strength, long heritage, and solid background are all factors that together make them qualified to join the school board of directors.

Why is this ordinary person?
He doesn't understand.

However, the senior sister gave him a knowing look.

"After the college was attacked, he invested money to rebuild us, and then became a school director. So, you should understand how rich he is, right? Not only that, he also has unimaginable connections and background, and knows how to be silent He is also a new member of its council, although it is of an honorary nature."

"???"

Leonardo was already a little numb.

To say that the academy is still a half-educational and half-military organization is a bit half-baked.

The Silent One is a completely violent organization. Its purpose is to protect mankind from anything beyond reality. Its scope of activities extends all over the world, housing countless unimaginable extraordinary things, and even fights against alien gods. The system is also their masterpiece, successfully delaying the invasion of alien gods.

As for the actions against various fallen people or dependents, there are even more.

The Council is the head of the organization. Each member has unimaginable power and the highest authority. They can access any information in the Silent Organization, which can almost see the extraordinary world upside down.

Of course, if it has an honorary nature, it probably has no real power.

But this is also unimaginable.It can no longer be said that money can make the devil push the mill, because this is already the mill pushing the ghost!

“When the vast majority of people in this world were still ordinary people, no matter what they wanted to do, they could not get around them, so the Silent Ones wanted to move around the world without hindrance, and also be able to reach cooperative relationships with local people. Even if we go one step further, we have to win over this mysterious oriental rich man so that we can use his influence to do things."

The senior sister was still sighing.

"A few days ago, this guy was silent, but now, like the Count of Monte Cristo, he suddenly appeared in front of the world with unimaginable wealth."

However, Leonardo's mentality is already Buddhist.

Who said it was for ordinary people?That is clearly a top-level transcendent!As for what ability?Cash ability!
However, this mysterious rich man from the East seemed to think that the surprise he brought to everyone was not enough. He may have seen someone else who wanted to continue bidding. Of course, the biggest factor should be that the host was also confused. The time didn't have time to count down, which made him feel a little impatient, so he said it lightly.

"If it's not enough, you can add another zero."

Before he finished speaking, not to mention everyone present, even the guards behind him who were obviously from the Silent Ones all opened their eyes wide and looked at this wronged person with a shocked expression.

If you spend billions, or even hundreds, to buy a company or a yacht island, everyone can understand it, but you want to buy a broken wooden box? ? ?

Do you really think that money is brought by strong winds? !
Everyone silently complained about this mysterious oriental rich man.

Jingyun, or rather Wu Shuang, looked at the host on the booth calmly.

He doesn't feel bad about the 1000 million he just casually spent, even though a few days ago, he was just a college student with a monthly living expenses of less than [-] yuan, who sometimes had to work and study, or a detective who had to worry about life from time to time. Or a magician who earns a living by performing on the streets.

Because that was all a few days ago, and for him now, money really comes with a strong wind.

With Shikoti supporting him, he was fearless.

Anyway, according to the agreement, he only needs to be responsible for showing off, and the rest is left to the almighty Shikodi.

Even if Shikodi loses his fortune, he does not panic at all with his one hundred points economic level. According to the attributes in the dream, the economic level after ninety points has a huge difference at every point, and at one hundred points That is the real money ability.

Moreover, some people reach [-] points because they have just reached the threshold, while some people reach [-] points because the highest is only [-] points.

With his identity, he happened to be the latter.

This is all because Shikodi's identity as a writer is so awesome and real that he can get perfect marks just by copying homework.

Thinking of this, a faint smile appeared on Wu Shuang's lips. It felt good to spend a lot of money.
While the auction was going on, deep underground in the mountain behind the college, a projected girl stood in the computer room, watching the screen silently, watching the auction far away through the surveillance camera.

Because even after hundreds of millions of calculations, she couldn't get an accurate result.

That person named Mr. A, or Gelman's collaborator, is a completely unpredictable variable that may cause unpredictable changes no matter what event it is placed in.

Therefore, she had to confirm the outcome of the matter.

However.
Looking at the screen, in the surveillance screen, the rich man who looked exactly like the model she built suddenly shouted out [-] million. An extremely realistic muscle twitch appeared on the projected girl's face, and then everything went smoothly. Her little chest rose and fell a few times before calming down a bit.

And when the other party shouted that there was not enough and added zero, in the sub-zero temperature of the computer room, a heat dissipation vent of a certain cabinet suddenly spurted out a burst of hot air. The coolant that was just bubbling occasionally was boiling.
(End of this chapter)