The Supreme Martial Expert of the Female CEO Chapter 875 - 875 875 Meteorite

875: Chapter 875: teorite 875: Chapter 875: teorite “This teorite starts at a floor price of thirty million, with each incrent no less than two million!” Brian announced sternly, “The auction begins.”

The first auction item unexpectedly turned out to be a teorite, which even surprised Ling Feng.

teorites are fragnts left behind from asteroids colliding with Earth, and they often contain forces and elents not of this world.

These elental forces are greatly beneficial for cultivators in the underworld.

Hence, a teorite fragnt containing cosmic energy is undeniably worth no less than thirty million.

However, the awkward part is that this teorite fragnt is already five years old.

In other words, its owner has studied it for five years.

Any cosmic energy it might have contained may have long been absorbed.

This makes the teorite fragnt sowhat like a chicken rib—tasteless to eat but a pity to throw away.

For a mont, the auction hall fell into silence.

Many people were pondering the value of the teorite, wondering if it was worth bidding on.

There was no trace of urgency on Brian’s face.

Instead, he wore a look of confidence.

“Excuse , Lord Brian, does this teorite still contain cosmic energy?” At this mont, a muffled voice ca from one of the private booths.

Clearly, the voice had been processed.

“I apologize,” Brian answered indifferently.

“That’s sothing you’ll naturally discover once you acquire the teorite.

All I can say is—anything is possible.”

Brian’s words offered no helpful information.

It seed like luck would play a significant role here.

With the soft chi of a bid submission, Brian smiled slightly.

“A friend in Room Fourteen has bid thirty million.

Are there any higher offers?”

No one expected a bid to co in so quickly.

Still, any item listed in this auction must be of considerable value; otherwise, it wouldn’t qualify for the sale.

“Won’t anyone place another bid?” Brian said lightly.

“If not, this teorite will go to the guest in Room Fourteen.”

At that mont, the guest in Room Ten pressed the button.

“Thirty-five million,” they said.

“Thirty-five million—does anybody have a higher bid?” Brian continued, “This teorite may contain sothing that surprises you.

If you miss out, you might regret it.”

“Forty million!” Brian’s pitch seed to work, as another bidder from a different private booth entered the competition.

“What’s going on, Ling Feng?

Are you interested in this teorite?” In the booth, Catherine noticed Ling Feng’s intrigued expression and asked spontaneously.

Ling Feng nodded.

“That’s right.

I have a feeling that there might be sothing fascinating inside this teorite.”

With a smirk, Catherine slapped the green button beside the table.

“Fifty million!”

“The guest in Room Six has bid fifty million.

Are there any higher offers?” Brian glanced at Room Six and said, “It’s now fifty million.

If no one else bids, the teorite will go to the guest in Room Six.”

Ling Feng gave Catherine a slightly surprised look.

“Why did you place a bid?

Don’t we have limited liquid capital right now?”

Catherine grinned.

“If you like it, that’s good enough for .

Besides, after all the art treasures you’ve given up, what’s spending a little for you?”

After Catherine announced her bid of fifty million, the atmosphere cooled noticeably.

After all, the teorite was five years old, and fifty million had already exceeded its maximum estimated value.

“Fifty million, going once!”

“Fifty million, going twice!”

“Fifty million, go—”

“Sixty million!” Suddenly, the bidder in Room Fourteen raised the stakes again, increasing the bid by a full ten million!

Catherine’s face darkened.

It was almost hers, but to her frustration, the Room Fourteen bidder entered the fray again.

“Seventy million!” Catherine pressed the button coldly.

Ling Feng chuckled wryly at the sight.

It was clear now that Catherine had been provoked—and when an angry woman lashes out, the results can be terrifying.

“Seventy-five million!” The bidder from Room Fourteen raised their bid once more.

In every booth, murmurs spread among the guests.

For a re teorite, even fifty million seed high, let alone seventy-five million.

“One hundred million!” Catherine countered decisively.

“I refuse to believe you’ll keep going!”

Indeed, after the bid reached one hundred million, the Room Fourteen bidder seed to be intimidated by Catherine’s unwavering determination and backed off in the end.

With a final bang of the gavel, Brian declared that Catherine had secured the teorite for one hundred million US dollars.

After Catherine swiped her card, the teorite was promptly delivered to Room Six.

“Take a look at this teorite, Ling Feng.

What’s so extraordinary about it?” Catherine asked with curiosity.

Ling Feng picked up the teorite and sensed the power it contained.

Monts later, he opened his eyes, a faint smile forming on his lips.

“No wonder… No wonder they wanted to auction it off.

So that’s the reason!”

Through his examination, Ling Feng discovered a bean-sized crystal at the center of the teorite.

The crystal was imbued with an aura of death, though it remained sealed within the rock’s surface layer.

But prolonged contact would still cause the aura to seep out, tainting the holder with death energy and shortening their lifespan.

“What is this thing?

Why does it radiate such intense death energy?” Ling Feng’s heart swirled with curiosity and astonishnt.

Despite the steep price, Ling Feng was ultimately satisfied with the purchase.

The other auction items didn’t catch Ling Feng’s attention.

Among them was even the latest missile design schematics from Arica.

Truly, at this auction, there was nothing you couldn’t imagine appearing for sale.

…

“The next auction item is expected to excite many collectors,” Brian announced.

“The upcoming items are authentic treasures from the French Louvre.”

As Brian gestured, the auction platform began showcasing the treasures, one after another: *The Gypsy Girl*, *Madonna of the Rocks*…

As the Louvre’s rare artifacts were revealed, exclamations filled the rooms.

Collectors, in particular, were utterly enthralled.

The attendees had already heard rumors that the French Louvre had been robbed.

However, without concrete evidence, these rumors had never been confird.

But as the treasures appeared before their eyes, their excitent beca indescribable.

This was a once-in-a-lifeti opportunity.

Under normal circumstances, they would never dream of obtaining these.

Only Hans, perhaps, was jumping around furiously in his booth at that mont.

“The first piece: *The Gypsy Girl*.

Starting bid at fifty million, with each incrent no less than five million,” Brian announced lightly.

“Seventy million!”

“I bid eighty million…”

“One hundred million!”

The price of *The Gypsy Girl* quickly soared to one hundred million, with no sign of slowing down.

Nurous tycoons were present at the auction, and they were especially keen on such masterpieces.