Thirty million Azanen Coins!
This is a vast fortune!
In fact, this batch of rmaids holds significant research value for many people.
Although there aren’t any high-quality star-level rmaids, the sheer quantity might reveal the bloodline of the Star Reef rfolk.
So as soon as John started the auction, soone spoke up.
"One hundred million Azanen Coins."
The auction had background music, the kind that’s intense and rapid, but before it could play, the person had already spoken.
The voice belonged to the person who had first questioned John earlier.
"One hundred million Azanen Coins for the first ti. This custor’s insight is admirable, directly offering one hundred million gold coins!"
"One hundred million Azanen Coins for the second ti! You must know, the lords of the rmaid Kingdom value their bloodline highly, especially rmaids above level fifteen!"
"One hundred million Azanen Coins for the third ti! We wouldn’t dare auction without His Majesty Insomnia’s guarantee. Rember, opportunities like this won’t co again... And, we’ll deliver secretly!"
When saying the second sentence, His Majesty’s face darkened.
As John spoke the last sentence, two voices rang out simultaneously.
"One hundred and fifty million Azanen Coins!"
"One hundred million and one Azanen Coin!"
The two voices startled the audience at the venue.
"Apologies to Mr. 75644, Mr. 275 has made a better offer." John smiled towards a general direction and then announced again: "One hundred and fifty million for the first ti..."
Several factions imdiately spoke up; it was clear the first was from the Star Reef, while the other two had malicious intent.
Under the three-way competition, this batch of rmaids was surprisingly won by the one who incrented by only one Azanen Coin each ti.
But there was no ti for surprise; the next batch of slaves was up for auction, followed by a third, a fourth...
It wasn’t until the fifth batch that the auction took a break, with perforrs from the Azanen Theater Troupe singing and dancing.
After the first batch of slaves, it wasn’t more slaves that followed, but other items.
"The second auction features knowledge artifacts!" John’s voice was as enthusiastic as always; even back when Wonderland was just a wooden stage, he was the host.
John had to admit, he quite liked this feeling.
"Knowledge artifacts? What are knowledge artifacts?"
In a crowded section of seating, six people jostled for space, sharing one ticket to save money. One farr-looking man was curious.
"Look at the list! Isn’t the auction process and list written down?" said a plump lady irritably nearby.
"Oh, oh, sorry, I can’t read." The old farr scratched his head.
Seeing the old farr couldn’t read, the plump lady’s expression softened; she didn’t know who the ticket sharers were—they were tickets from her nephew at the city hall.
Having such a nephew made her more composed, at least to avoid embarrassing him, right?
"No worries, old man, you can attend an adult education class at a primary school... Knowledge artifacts are the products of scholars’ research, mainly covering mathematics, electromagnetics, vulcanology, and so on..." The plump lady explained eloquently.
Soone nearby chid in, "Included are manuscripts from the legendary mathematician, Lady Juli River... Tsk tsk, I’d love to see them!"
The speaker was a young man, unremarkable in appearance but with bright, intelligent eyes.
"Legendary Powerhouse’s manuscripts are unimaginable."
"Indeed, indeed."
"We’re just here to broaden our horizons."
The others chatted leisurely.
And at the forefront, the large screen displayed the first auction item.
"These are the manuscripts from the legendary mathematician Lady Juli River before her breakthrough, docunting the content on pi! Including the distinctions between irrational and rational numbers."
Even John found these terms difficult to pronounce, let alone others who had never encountered them.
However, everyone understood the significance of "legendary."
"Starting bid, one thousand Azanen Coins!" The price wasn’t high, but John’s voice remained exuberant.
Only one thousand Azanen Coins?
The audience mostly looked surprised, yet no one bid for a long ti.
Many nobles simply didn’t want to buy such things; having encountered mathematics, they found it an extrely headache-inducing subject.
Many nobles believed scholar advancents were challenging, and mathematics was among the hardest of the scholar branches, making it even less appealing.
What do a bunch of numbers an?
In daily life, only addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division are needed, why learn so much?
Isn’t riding and slashing more satisfying?
So... no one bid for a long ti!
Unlike the imdiate bidding at the slave auctions, Juli River’s manuscripts didn’t seem particularly attractive.
However, the young man who spoke earlier was suddenly moved.
His na was Rexara, originally from the Eternal Freeze Court, drawn by reputation, bringing his whole family here, hoping to settle.
Fortunately, their family had accumulated so wealth, converting to Azanen Coins was sufficient, and they even bought a very cheap ho here with ten thousand Azanen Coins left over.
His relatives searched for work outside, and he too could potentially secure a research institute job unexpectedly.
Now, he had control over approximately two thousand Azanen Coins!
That’s Lady Juli River’s manuscript!
Not to ntion its collection value, the mathematical knowledge contained within is imnsely useful.
Nonetheless, just as Rexara felt moved, soone placed a bid.
"Ten thousand Azanen Coins! Lady Juli River’s humility shouldn’t be a reason for such a low price." It was a young man’s voice.
Others weren’t familiar, but Rexara recognized it as the voice of the famous mathematician Laplace; he had seen it during a live broadcast!
Rexara felt sowhat helpless.
He originally thought, no one else knew the value of this good item.
But he thought too much.
In reality, many people wanted to snag a bargain.
Items that don’t sell at auction often go to the sales center at the base price or return to the consignor.
Many scholars were even more eager to engage with mathematics, trying to snag a manuscript bargain, but who would’ve thought there’d be soone so discerning.
So, everyone stopped pretending.
"Eleven thousand gold coins—no, Azanen Coins."
"Fifteen thousand Azanen Coins!"
"Twenty thousand!"
The crowd bid enthusiastically, and it ultimately settled at around forty thousand.
This left those who initially thought they could snag a bargain cursing the abundance of competitors.
It was during the remainder that the audience truly understood what "wealthy beyond asure" ant.
Whether slaves, knowledge artifacts, or tools, they all sold for massive amounts of Azanen Coins.
Six trillion two hundred forty-three billion Azanen Coins!
However, this was not the end...
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