Having the genes of a demon king, I never intended to be a kept man.

Long Ying had no idea what the two of them were whispering to each other.

But she could tell that Night Song seemed to have some kind of plan.

Damn it! I am the Empress! You are a court official, why won't you discuss any plans with me instead of with that woman next to you?

Are you implying that I'm not as smart as the woman next to you and can't give you any useful advice?

So what if you're childhood sweethearts?!

Long Ying sulked with resentment.

Although she knew that the woman in front of her, who had invented the Deep Blue System, the Eye of the Sky, genetic weapons, and magical weapons, was probably smarter than her...

"Yege, what are you talking about?" Long Ying couldn't help but ask in a humble tone.

Ye Ge smiled and said, "It's nothing, just a small plan."

“…” Long Ying puffed out her cheeks.

What I mean is, I'd like to know your plans too! Let me have a say in this, okay?

Gao Shenxue seemed to have noticed something. She calmly stood up, walked around Ye Ge, and sat down next to Long Ying.

She explained everything slowly and gently in her ear.

Long Ying looked at Ye Ge with a surprised expression.

Ye Ge had already stood up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window. The glass of the private room reflected his handsome and exquisitely refined face, his eyes as calm as a still, deep well: "Let's make a bet, how many families do you think will take the bait?"

Long Ying hesitated for a moment: "Hmm... I think so..."

Gao Shenxue answered without hesitation: "All of them."

Long Ying: "......"

"...This is the behavior of a die-hard fan." Ye Ge couldn't stand it anymore and gently pinched her cheek.

Gao Shenxue's soft face was pinched and deformed by Ye Ge, but the deformation of her face did not change the girl's clear and calm eyes; "But I really think it's everything."

Long Ying remained silent, watching the interaction between the two, thinking to herself that she had learned something.

Next time I'll say everything.

They said they had pinched it all.

After enjoying the softness of Gao Shenxue's face, Ye Ge released her fingers and took a deep breath: "Actually, it's not that bad. There are still a few companies that aren't that stupid, and there should be quite a few that aren't that stupid."

"These guys have been in power for so many years, it's impossible that they have no sense of danger at all. Most people would probably prefer to continue to wait and see."

"But it doesn't matter, a few little fools are enough."

Moreover, the purpose of this plan is not the gold coins being auctioned off now.

In the reflection of the window, Ye Ge smiled slightly, picked up the wine glass beside him, tilted his head back and drank the wine in one gulp.

......

At this moment, inside the private room of a certain little fool.

Tianhao, full of magnanimity, checked all the materials on the list and then pressed the "OK" button.

A Celestial Minister took the tablet and stared at it for a few seconds. He then rubbed his eyes hard, almost thinking he had misread it.

He felt a little embarrassed and couldn't help but interject, "Your Highness, are you... serious? These things don't look like anything of value..."

Tianhao glanced at him: "Whether it has value or not, if someone like you can tell, then you are His Highness."

The old man beside him, who had provided the information, knew Tianhao's intentions. He smiled confidently and elegantly and said, "Your Highness is wise and brave. Of course, you have your own plans for what to buy."

"..."

The minister opened his mouth, but swallowed back what he wanted to say. Could it be that there were really some mysteries in the materials on this list that he couldn't understand?

In the end, the minister still hesitated and said, "But how are we going to explain this to His Majesty? Our budget was originally intended to purchase some other military supplies to prepare for the upcoming war."

Tianhao chuckled: "You don't need to worry about that. I will naturally explain it to my father."

If he can scientifically crack the secrets of genetic weapons, he can not only shut his father up, but also basically secure his position as the successor to the throne!

"Next, we will proceed with the bidding for the first item of the day."

On the main stage on the first floor of the auction house, a fat dwarf dressed in a formal suit raised his arm with a smile, and several beautiful demon women carried up a sample covered with glass.

"A thousand feathers from the Thunder Feather Eagle!"

"As everyone knows, the Thunder Feather Eagle is a divine bird born from the fusion of chaos and spiritual energy. Its back is covered with dazzling feathers, each feather containing the pure power of thunder and the ancient charm of wind..."

The fat dwarf used his eloquent descriptive skills to give a long and detailed explanation.

"This is red-quality material!"

"Now, those interested in bidding on this item, please press your buttons. The starting price is three million gold coins. The highest bidder wins..."

A moment of silence fell over the auction room.

Although it is a red-quality material, red only symbolizes quality, not value.

Thunderhawk feathers are mostly used by wealthy ladies to make beautiful outer garments. They are rare and beautiful, and the clothes made from them have a certain degree of magic resistance. However, they have not been found to have any use in other areas of the supernatural world.

Spending such a high price for a little resistance is obviously not cost-effective. Even if a nobleman wants his wife and daughters to have some self-defense capabilities, wouldn't it be more cost-effective to just hire a group of bodyguards or give them the same ready-to-use scrolls?

Therefore, nowadays, only a very small number of super-rich people and royalty among all races can use this material to make clothes; it can only be said to be a symbol of status and position.

However, those few royal nobles who could afford it all knew that the current moment was a crucial juncture that would determine whether the Eighth War of Ten Thousand Races would come. The peace they had just witnessed was merely an illusion. At such a time, no noble or royal family would invest their money in such a thing.

"The item vetting process at this year's Grand Auction seems rather lax..."

A member of the Wu tribe shook his head: "How could someone possibly use something like this... Holy crap?!"

The large screen in the auction hall quickly showed that someone had started bidding.

[310 million gold coins!]

[400 million gold coins!]

[500 million gold coins!]

An uproar immediately erupted in the auction hall on the first floor.

"Really... there are people bidding?"

The Wu tribe was completely bewildered.

......

Inside the Celestial Clan's private room, Tianhao narrowed his eyes slightly as he watched the bidding numbers flashing on the auction screen.

The old man beside him said, "Your Highness, someone is bidding against us."

Tianhao nodded: "No need to guess, I know it must be Yege and the others."

The Pinnacle Auction is anonymous because many of the items auctioned are military in nature, and many big shots are unwilling to disclose what they bid on.

That's why there's no live bidding like in traditional auctions; everything is done through a system and handheld bidding devices.