They all call me an Outer God.

"Butler, look at my body and see what organs I can sell. Quickly, put my kidneys and corneas up for sale!"

"Never mind, butler, you should also bet your kidneys and corneas!"

The madness of human nature was on full display at this moment, and Sullivan in the stands was dumbfounded.

He had imagined that the item would be in high demand, but he never expected it to be this popular. For a moment, he felt a little dazed, as if he were dreaming.

“Mr. Kercha, as you can see, they’ve gone crazy enough. I think I’ve won our bet.”

"You're satisfied with just this much?"

Schwarz looked down at the crowd who had lost all sense of "etiquette" with an emotionless gaze, but his smile grew wider and wider, and a fleeting golden pupil unconsciously appeared on his skin.

"Don't you think this scene is exciting enough? Some people have already gone bankrupt, so we should give them some subsidies."

"what?"

"They can get even crazier."

As he spoke, Schwarz's gaze shifted to the gold coins that everyone was looking forward to.

At that moment, the number of gold coins that were originally small and could lie safely on the velvet suddenly increased dramatically. Then, gold coins suddenly began to fall from the ceiling of the auction hall, raining down on the crowd in an instant.

“No!” Bowen, who was in another room, finally realized that something was taking his place and manipulating everything in the meeting.

He hurriedly tried to get up from his seat to stop her, but at that moment, the woman in his arms entwined around him like a water snake, and then reached out a hand to cover his mouth tightly.

"you dare!"

Bowen was furious and tried to push her away. He didn't understand why his "doll" had suddenly stopped obeying and developed a sense of self, attempting to restrain him.

"No matter what, I'm a meme level 5 superhuman. Do you think I'd fall for your little tricks?!"

His muscles bulged, and in an instant, the oppressive aura of Meme Five spread rapidly outward from the Earl in a spiderweb pattern, almost distorting time and space and tearing everything it touched to shreds.

The woman smiled slightly, and her body quickly turned black and twisted. Hundreds of tentacles, like tangled venomous snakes, filled the entire room at the speed of light, suppressing all the anomalies. Then, thousands of pupils opened and closed from the surface of those tentacles.

As a pre-arranged clone of the Nameless Mist, the pressure of His Meme One was also inadvertently released in a little bit.

"...Ugh...Aaaaaaaahh ...

Upon witnessing the undisguised defilement of the mythical creature's body, Bowen's face contorted in rage as he instantly turned into a pile of minced meat and died.

But Schwarz wouldn't let him die so easily; not a single person could die here before the task assigned by Ria was completed.

Even if it means death, they must fulfill their duty as "spectators".

Then Bowen himself came back to life in the next moment.

He was still sitting in his chair, drinking red wine, with a beautiful woman in his arms, just as before.

The only difference is that he now considers the riots of the crowd below the stage to be justified.

Despite the fact that there were already cases of people dying from being crushed and trampled in the audience, Bowen regarded them as sacrifices to the jinx, believing that their actions were all for the jinx.

"Make a scene, the bigger the scene, the sooner the Almighty God will notice this place."

"He has not had a decent meal in a long time, and all the fear and death here will become His nourishment."

The auction is still ongoing, and even if the first round of auctions is crazy, it will eventually come to an end.

Just as the supply of gold rained down from the sky, and some clever person in the crowd devised a plan to join forces with their allies to snatch the mysterious item at an overwhelming price, the total auction price of this crucial gold coin successfully reached a figure that was unimaginable to normal people. The person who obtained it was overjoyed, and in order to make up for his loss and to silence everyone present, he immediately and generously caused the mysterious item to split open, then distributed the gold from the split open to everyone.

After all, apart from the original gold coin, the other gold coins cannot be split.

Nevertheless, there were still those in the crowd who wanted to kill him and take his place. However, with so many people around, everyone had to maintain a facade of harmony and happiness. Congratulations poured in, making the buyer feel quite flattered.

Sullivan, witnessing the scene below, could not hide his disgust: "I wish I could drop a bomb and blow them all up."

"It's not time yet; the most interesting part of this auction is yet to come."

Schwarz, wearing Ria's disguise, smiled, which was so deceptive that it was impossible not to believe him.

Sullivan nodded after hearing this, intending to continue watching.

However, with the first item in the auction setting the stage, even the best subsequent items always seem rather dull.

"...An antique pocket watch used by Queen Victoria? Who would like this...? Starting bid: one Schwarzman!?"

"The Phoenix egg, does anyone really believe it's real?"

"That elf specimen looks like a mannequin with dragonfly wings stuck on it."

"A black slave was auctioned off for eleven le eleven schwas? That was a living person!"

When Sullivan first came into contact with the upper class, he simply couldn't understand their perception of what was expensive and cheap.

Luxury goods have become infinitely superior to life; here, human life is worthless.

The key issue is that since the first round of auctions, the prices of the items in the subsequent rounds have depreciated too drastically.

The person who won the gold coin at the auction was also very flamboyant. In order to show off his newly acquired mysterious item, he announced that he would pay for everything in the auction today.

Seeing the other party's smug attitude, Sullivan believed that there were many people at the scene who were not grateful but wanted to kill.

If the auction ends like this, he might not even survive the night.

Intermission.

"ha…………"

Sullivan was getting tired. Although the items up for auction were varied, he found them boring and understood why people liked to save the most important items for the finale.

If the opening is bombshell, then unless the subsequent content continues to be bombshell, it is extremely easy for people to feel bored or even tired of it.

When will it be the last thing's turn?

What is the grand finale item?

Sullivan pondered the matter with droopy eyelids when someone next to him gently tapped their cane, bringing Sullivan back to his senses.

Have you noticed any patterns?

"What's the pattern?"

“The starting price for these auction items is a single Schwarz.”

(End of this chapter)