System: Infinite Evolution into Qilin Bloodline

The Crescent Hotel is located in the center of Beijing, built against the mountains and beside the water, and its overall style is Chinese.

Such places are extremely rare in the entire capital city. Even the royal palaces of ancient times did not have such an environment, which shows how powerful the New Moon Hotel is.

Although the auction was scheduled to start in the evening, the restaurant was already quite crowded.

In addition to celebrities from all walks of life, there were also media reporters who waited at the door to report the latest news in real time.

The fat man parked the car and led Zhang Hao, Wu Tianzhen, Zhang Qilin, Yi Sa, and Ding Yudie through the crowd into the restaurant.

As soon as they entered the restaurant, Zhang Hao separated from the others to sell the antiques in the storage space.

The Crescent Moon Hotel has a special place for trading antiques. Zhang Hao took out about a hundred small antiques from his system space, put them into a large suitcase, and then went to the antique collection area on the second floor.

The layout here is similar to that of an ancient pawnshop. An old man sits in a window, and the seller hands in the item to be sold. The old man examines it on the spot, sets a price, and if the seller agrees, the deal is done; if not, the seller takes the item and leaves.

No matter who comes to sell what, the New Moon Hotel sets the price—a fixed price, no bargaining allowed.

It's estimated that only a place like the Crescent Hotel would have the confidence to do business this way.

When Zhang Hao arrived, there were already quite a few people inside, so he had to wait at the back of the line.

It wasn't until half an hour later that it was his turn.

Zhang Hao handed the suitcase containing the antiques through the window.

The old man who was examining Zhang Hao looked up thoughtfully, then looked down to open his suitcase.

When the suitcase was opened, dozens of antiques were scattered all over the floor.

The old man frowned upon seeing this: "Young man, is this how you treat antiques? If you bump or knock them, the loss will be huge."

Zhang Hao smiled; he didn't know how many antiques like these he had in his storage space.

He collected almost all the tombs he visited, regardless of size, as long as they could be sold, into his storage space.

At this moment, the treasures in his storage space had piled up into a small mountain. If he weren't worried about special or rare items appearing at the auction and not having enough money to bid, he wouldn't be in such a hurry to sell a batch of things.

After all, the system has a capacity of 50000 cubic meters, and there is no rush to sell it as there is plenty of space available for the time being.

The old man only said one sentence before he began to appraise the antiques.

He initially appeared calm and collected, but the more he examined the situation, the more shocked he became.

The Crescent Hotel has countless rare treasures; what kind of treasures haven't they seen?

What could shock the expert at Crescent Power Generation must be something extraordinary.

Those few items were carefully selected by Zhang Hao to earn more money, in case he needed something but didn't have enough cash.

About half an hour later, the old man finished appraising all the items, then wrote down a price on a piece of paper and handed it to Zhang Hao.

"5000000000..."

Five billion, about a hundred antiques were offered for five billion, which is an average of fifty million per piece.

This price surprised Zhang Hao. It seems that the New Moon Hotel's price is quite fair, no wonder the business is so good.

Fatty told me that the final items at the Crescent Hotel's annual auction usually fetch a high price of two to three billion, and the five billion I exchanged is basically enough for me.

"Transfer to card or auction credit?"

Auction quota.

Without a second thought, Zhang Hao converted his account to auction credit. His purpose was to buy things at the auction, so auction credit was naturally more convenient and saved him the trouble of transferring money back and forth.

After nodding, the old man handed Zhang Hao a black card: "You can exchange any unused portion for cash at any time."

"Thank you."

Zhang Hao didn't expect it to go so smoothly. He had originally planned to spend the whole morning selling the antiques, but it was all done in just one hour.

He called to find out the location of the fat man and his group, then went to meet them.

"Brother Zhang Hao, what do you think? Isn't the Crescent Hotel high-class?"

The fat man asked a question as soon as they met.

"Yes, it's really nice, even more impressive than I imagined."

On his way to find Fatty, Zhang Hao also took the opportunity to visit the Crescent Hotel.

The entire restaurant is Chinese-style and decorated in an extremely luxurious manner.

Even the smallest decorations in the corners are priceless antiques.

Not to mention those prominent, stately items.

This is the accumulation of great power; the Crescent Hotel must have existed for countless years to accumulate such influence.

"Why don't we go to the third floor and take a look? It's not just a place to eat; some private transactions also take place there."

"Doesn't the Crescent Hotel have a place that collects antiques? How come they allow private transactions to exist?"

The fat man looked at Ding Yudie and laughed, "That's the clever thing about the New Moon Hotel; in short, it allows such things to exist."

Those involved in the transactions are all powerful figures from various factions, or young masters and ladies; you might stumble upon something good.

Whether browsing antique markets or attending auctions, Zhang Hao's goal is always special or rare items.

Since there were private transactions before the auction, he also wanted to try his luck, just in case there were good items.

So, led by the fat man, the group took the elevator to the third-floor lobby.

There were already quite a few people here, sitting in twos and threes around the tables, drinking tea and discussing business. Every now and then, someone would come up on stage to display items for sale.

"This is a thunderstone that can release lightning under special conditions. It's priced at 1 million. I wonder if any bosses are interested?"

"A stone that can unleash lightning is indeed a rare object, but how can we know if it's real or fake if you don't show it to us?"

"Yes, 1 million may not be a big deal, but it would be so embarrassing if word got out that you were scammed."

"I'll buy this rock if you can make it release lightning!"

As soon as Zhang Hao entered the hall, he heard a commotion inside.

On stage, someone is holding a dark, unremarkable stone. It looks ordinary, but its owner says that the stone can release lightning, though he has no way to demonstrate it.

This scene drew ridicule from the crowd below.

"It's him again. Liuli Sun has been here for many years, and he still hasn't sold that broken stone."

"What, Fatty, you know that person on stage? What's going on here?"

"Brother Zhang Hao, the man on the stage is no ordinary person. He is a descendant of General Jiuyou, but he has gone mad in recent years."

A few years ago, he spent ten million to find that stone at a street stall in Liulichang, insisting that it could release lightning, and that he wouldn't sell it for less than 1 million.

But he can't bring himself to show it.

People aren't stupid; money doesn't grow on trees, and no one will fall for it.

He's been coming to the Crescent Hotel to sell that stone for four or five years, but he hasn't sold it yet. I didn't expect him to come back this year.

Zhang Hao nodded; he understood what had happened.

That stone did look quite ordinary, so it's no wonder no one was willing to buy it.

Zhang Hao and his group walked inside, intending to find a place to sit down.

As soon as Zhang Hao took a few steps forward, the system notification sounded in his mind.

[Ding! Rare item Thunderstone detected.]

"Ok?"

Zhang Hao was stunned when he heard the words "rare item".

The stone that everyone else looked down on in Liuli Sun's hand was actually a rare item!

Let alone 1 million, I'd be willing to spend all 50 billion I have.

Keep in mind that one rare item is equivalent to ten special items.

"I want it!"

Just as Zhang Hao was about to speak, someone in the audience stood up and offered a price.

That person was none other than the president of the Japanese Chamber of Commerce whom he had met at the mall before.