Simultaneous travel: I am rampant in the domestic area

Chapter 135: Dragon Body in the Cocoon
The lights of the Twenty-Eight Mansions on the dome of the venue lit up, and the auctioneer's white gloves were stained with starlight.

The cocoon shell placed inside the bulletproof glass cover was blue-gray like a dead fetus, and the blood thread hanging from the gap in the upper right corner was still wriggling, like a beheaded white snake swimming in the void.

"This cocoon came from the tomb of a third-generation dragon deep in the Qinling Mountains. When our team discovered it, its owner had vanished, leaving only this used cocoon. A thin membrane inside the cocoon prevented us from observing what was inside. However, after testing, we can confirm that this is indeed the cocoon used by dragons for resurrection."

The auctioneer introduced the origin of the dragon cocoon in a loud voice.

"Starting price: zero yuan, unlimited bid increases!"

"One hundred and fifty million!" The Mongolian prince in the Qian position was the first to raise the sign.

"Three hundred million." The old man in Tang suit followed closely behind.

"Three hundred and forty million." This is a noble lady in the Xun position.

In just one minute, the broken dragon cocoon was sold for nearly 10 billion.

Russell was in even greater pain, as Xia Mi pinched his arm so hard it hurt.

"It's just a cocoon from the third generation, and it's a used one. Why are you so worried?"

"You know shit." Xia Mi's eyes were almost buried in the cocoon, and her voice was urgent: "These guys don't know the value of it. This is clearly a prince's cocoon. This cocoon is still usable. Please help me take a picture of it."

Will it work? Russell thought that Teacher Dai Mi was as steady as ever, but he didn't rush to raise the sign. Instead, he observed his surroundings.

It was still the position of the Chen father and son. They seemed to have started arguing. Chen Ruonian was eager to try, but Chen Xuanyuan was advising him about something. After hearing this, Chen Ruonian's expression showed a struggle for a few seconds. He waited for a long time and made sure that he had stopped moving.

The bidding was still going on, with various forces making their own bids. Compared to the auction of the ancient dragon blood leech, which gave others time to think, the auction pace of the dragon cocoon was undoubtedly much faster. As soon as the previous person finished bidding, another person quoted a new price. After an hour, the price had reached 2 billion.

Xia Mi had a bitter face, she had no hope anymore.

"Three billion."

After struggling for an hour, Chen Ruonian finally succumbed to his greed and held up the sign high. Behind him, Chen Xuanyuan sighed and shook his head.

The scene became quiet for a moment and no one made any more bids.

Just when everyone thought the Chen family would win, Russell's voice rang out again: "3.5 billion."

"Three and a half billion at a time!" The auctioneer pointed to where Russell was and exclaimed in surprise.

Everyone in the hall turned their heads and looked at Russell, who was sitting with his legs crossed and sipping scented tea.

Chen Ruonian had a gloomy face and dark eyes.

At this moment, a maid in a moon-white cheongsam came over. She came to do a property inventory. 3.5 billion in cash flow is not a small number, and even for some large companies and families, it is difficult to come up with it in a short time.

Russell didn't waste any words. He stood up and walked with her to the property notarization office. Countless people's eyes were cast on Xia Mi. Some were joking and waiting to see the show, while others were looking at her curiously. She picked up the teacup and took a sip as if nothing had happened.

In fact, she took a conservative approach, and the feeling of being exposed to the public eye was not pleasant for her.

A moment later, Russell returned triumphantly. After hearing instructions in the headset, the auctioneer brought down the hammer a second time, indicating that the funds were correct and the auction continued.

"Brother, do you really have 3.5 billion?" Xia Mi asked in a low voice.

"Keep a low profile." Russell raised the black card in his hand. He really didn't have that much money, but the rich woman did. Su Enxi deposited a full 5 billion in cash into this card alone.

Not to mention her ability to get investors around the world to deposit funds into her card at the same time. Half an hour later, the transaction was complete, and the payment and goods were exchanged. Russell and Xia Mi didn't linger any longer, and headed straight back to Nibelungenli via the subway.

……

Su Enxi, who was still living in the presidential suite on the top floor of the Regent Hotel and observing Old Tang, looked at the message on her phone that 3 billion had been deducted. She didn't even blink, and continued to bite potato chips and stare at the monitor, her emotions as stable as a capybara.

"The operation is over and the vacation begins." On the phone, Jiude Mai's voice was so cheerful. Following Russell was much easier than following the little white rabbit. She only had to be responsible for the logistics, and Russell could handle the fighting himself.

"Can I ask what he bought?" Su Enxi asked. The boss only said that he would inform them about the Russell auction, and they didn't know anything else.

"Apart from some miscellaneous things, the biggest one is a broken dragon cocoon." The humming sound of the sports car engine when it started was heard from Jiude Mai's side.

"Dragon cocoon?" Su Enxi's head was full of question marks.

……

"What did you mean when you said it can still be used? Can you reshape it?" Russell felt the breath of the dragon cocoon, his face a little strange. It was obviously just an empty cocoon, why did he feel hungry?

The incomplete cocoon was placed on the open space on the platform. Fenrir just took a look at the dragon cocoon and then looked away, but Xia Mi wished she could melt into the cocoon.

"There is no need to reshape it, it is already complete." Xia Mi explained.

"Complete?" Russell pointed to the gap on the cocoon, the meaning was self-evident.

"The cocoon is just a form of externalization. If we want, it can also be a bone bottle, a bronze tripod, or a dragon egg." Xia Mi chanted the dragon text and stroked the gap on the cocoon. Soon, the white silk threads at the cocoon mouth began to proliferate and entangle. In front of Russell, the cocoon was filled to its full state again.

"So, there is actually a first-generation species sleeping in it? Is it your descendant?" Russell suddenly realized. No wonder Xia Mi was so excited. The money was worth it.

35 billion in exchange for a dragon prince is a sure win.

Xia Mi shook her head: "It's not my bloodline, it's that guy Odin's. Besides, He is not asleep, He is already dead."

"Dead?" Russell was puzzled. "Didn't they say the first generation could be resurrected through cocooning?"

"What do you think the purpose of a cocoon is for dragons?"

Without waiting for Russell to answer, Xia Mi said to herself:
“Giving birth to the body, housing the soul, and fusing the two into one.

But the one before us has no soul. It was not hatched, or perhaps something happened during the hatching process that caused its soul to collapse and disappear.

"How pitiful, Bugila, you have already successfully transformed into a cocoon." Xia Mi's eyes revealed deep sadness, and scales sprouted from her back and quickly spread to her entire body.

The light from the incandescent bulb shattered into gilded scales in Xia Mi's dark pupils. Ancient language surged from her throat, and the syllables vibrated, awakening the sleeping rock strata.

Xia Mi's skirt was lifted by the air waves, revealing the green dragon scales spreading around her ankles. Her chanting and the roar of the chains colliding intertwined into a war song.

The tremolo of thousands of broken strings, golden veins appear on the surface of the cocoon shell, like blood vessels awakening under the transparent skin.

The entire space was suddenly filled with ripples like water waves. When a shadow rose from the cocoon, it was the outline of a curled up dragon.

"What is this?" Russell looked at the three-meter-tall dragon shadow in front of him and couldn't help but want to reach out and touch it. It was a real entity.

"The body He gave birth to." Xia Mi took a step back, put on new clothes, and the scales disappeared.

(End of this chapter)