Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Outside of PaG.o.da City, time quietly pa.s.sed in the workshop of the He family estate.
The spiritual light in the workshop had dimmed to the extreme, leaving only faint glimmers hundreds of miles away from Han Muye’s position, visible to the naked eye, slowly extinguishing.
“Only 10 breaths left. Since these big cities aren’t responding, this special trial is over. Check the pricing situation at the Alliance headquarters yourself next time.” Tan Yuan’s expression remained calm as he raised his hand.
Head to the Alliance’s headquarters?
The alliance headquarters was tens of thousands of miles away from PaG.o.da
City. Even many sage-level refiners had never been there in their lives.
A level-seven refiner wanted to go to the Alliance’s headquarters?
Ten breaths.
Nine breaths.
Three breaths!
A smile appeared on Tan Yuan’s face.
This was reality.
“Buzz!”
With a loud bang, a ray of spiritual light exploded.
Someone made a bid!
In the workshop, all the refiners of PaG.o.da City clenched their fists.
Someone actually made a bid!
Even if the bid was low, it still represented the value of what Chief Han had refined.
Moreover, this was a bid from the big city.
A large city’s bid would definitely not be too low. 100,000 origin coins? A million?
Tan Yuan’s expression froze for a moment. He reached out and grasped the spiritual light, which then transformed into a line of golden words.
“The Thousand Moon Trading Company of Thousand Moon City is willing to offer 100 million origin coins to obtain the patent rights to use the microscopic eye.”
100 million origin coins!
There was really someone bidding, and it was 100 million origin coins!
Looking at this line of golden figures, the refiners of the PaG.o.da City in the workshop had bewildered expressions.
This was 100 million origin coins. Even several large families in PaG.o.da City couldn’t come up with so many origin coins together.
Just to buy this little thing?
Am I dreaming?
“Brother Yu, what… what’s going on?” Wu Hua, who was standing beside Yu Changdao, muttered.
Ma Mingyuan did not know what was going on either.
“Hehe, Chief Han came from a large city. I wonder if his family is from the Thousand Moon City?” Yu Changdao chuckled softly and spoke in a low voice.
Chief Han’s family made the bid to purchase this patent!
This was intentionally embellishing Chief Han’s reputation!
I see!
Yu Changdao’s words made the surrounding refiners reveal expressions of understanding.
Chief Han had a big city behind him and a large family background!
In the workshop, the refiners of PaG.o.da City were relieved.
It was no wonder Chief Han dared to provoke a sage-level refiner.
It turned out that Chief Han’s background was even stronger.
Tan Yuan’s expression changed constantly, and he snorted disdainfully, “We refiners, our own skills are fundamental. Relying on family, external forces, ultimately can’t go far.”
As soon as he finished speaking, a spiritual light exploded.
‘The Refining Inst.i.tute of Phoenix Sky City’s Phoenix Sky Academy bids 150 million to purchase the transfer of the Microscopic Eye technique.’
This, too, is a favor?
Before everyone in the workshop could come back to their senses, bursts of spiritual light exploded like fireworks.
Hundreds of golden words appeared in front of Han Muye,
‘White Jade City bids 120 million to purchase the Microscopic Eye technique.’
Yunceng bids 200 million origin coins to seek the transfer rights of the Microscopic Eye.’
‘Yundu City, Yundu Trading Company, bids 300 million origin coins to purchase the transfer of the Microscopic Eye technique.’
The lowest price was 30 million.
The highest price was 430 million origin coins.
The densely packed bids made the entire workshop fall into silence.
Tan Yuan’s face turned pale, and his hands and feet trembled.
He wasn’t stupid.
He knew that he had probably done something that he would regret for the rest of his life.
The bids from those large cities were so high that it was impossible for them to be wrong.
He was the one who had misjudged!
“Buzz!”
A golden stream of light lit up and landed in front of Han Muye.
This figure wore a white robe and his eyes were like stars.
On his chest was a badge made of mysterious crystals.
A divine-level refining and forging master.
“Are you Han Muye, the applicant for the patent of the Microscopic Eye?
“l am an elder of the Alliance, the divine-grade refiner, Han Chu.
“Let’s discuss it. The Alliance will buy the patent for 500 million origin coins.
How about it?”
The divine-level refiner’s voice was gentle as his gaze landed on Han Muye.
The Alliance offered 500 million origin coins to buy it!
In the workshop, all the refiners felt that their hearts were about to stop beating.
He Yangsun clenched his fists, his face flushed, and his gaze subconsciously landed on Han Muye.
Everyone stared intently at Han Muye.
Han Muye’s expression was calm as he shook his head gently.
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