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The bell rang, and then the lights on the ceiling of the auction hall, the ones shaped like a galaxy, went out.

The entire venue went dark, and everyone began to breathe very softly.

A second later, a beam of white light shone down from above, positioned right in the center of the stage.

There was no music played at the event, and no special effects were used; it was quite simple.

Shen Fei was wearing a black casual outfit, the clothes were well-tailored, and he put his hands in his pockets, walking slowly into the light as if he were taking a stroll in his own backyard.

He glanced around the room, his expression calm, as if he were looking at a wheat field.

He didn't say any welcoming words or any mysterious opening remarks; he just started.

He stood there and raised his right hand.

Then he snapped his fingers.

"Smack."

After he snapped his fingers, a crystal cabinet behind him rose up from the ground, and a faint mechanical sound could be heard.

Inside the cabinet, the light was soft, and there were ten syringes, all quite beautiful, like works of art, floating around inside.

The syringe needles were filled with a golden liquid, sparkling like the morning sun.

This is the product mentioned in the brochure, the one that wealthy people all over the world desperately want—"Fountain of Youth".

The wealthy people in the audience hadn't even realized what was happening yet.

Then, on the other side of the stage, a woman named Evelyn Reed, dressed in white researcher's clothes and looking very impressive, quickly walked up.

She nodded to the people below the stage, then walked to the cabinet. Her eyes were bright, the kind of crazy look that only scientists have when they make a new discovery.

"ladies and gentlemen."

Evelyn's words rang out through the loudspeakers throughout the hall.

"I am Evelyn Reed, the chief scientist of the Atlantic Group. I am not here today to show you a product."

She scanned everyone around her, her tone extremely firm.

"I'm here to tell you a fact."

Then she pointed to the golden liquid in the cabinet and explained what it was for in the simplest, yet most surprising, way.

It doesn't make you age slower.

"It makes you look younger."

After she finished speaking, the entire room fell silent.

Looking younger?

This isn't science; it's something out of mythology!

Just as everyone was pondering the meaning of those words, Shen Fei began searching for people in the crowd.

He looked around and finally his gaze fell on a seat in the corner of the first row.

There sat an old man with dry skin, like tree bark. He was hunched over, and his breathing looked labored.

"Mr. John the Elder."

Shen Fei's voice wasn't loud, but it possessed a power that made it impossible to refuse.

"This is Nicholas John, the shipping magnate from Greece. He's ninety-two years old this year and used to be extremely wealthy. I think everyone here has heard your story."

"Would you like to step onto this stage tonight and witness the birth of another legend?"

All eyes immediately turned to the old man.

Old John, a living legend. But now, he is also an old man nearing his end.

With the help of two very strong assistants, old John shakily stood up. He had to stop and catch his breath after every step.

It was only about 20 meters from his seat to the stage, but it took him a very long time to walk there.

His cloudy eyes no longer held the fierce look they once had; only a yearning to live remained.

He finally made it onto the stage and stood in front of Shen Fei, barely daring to look up at the young man.

"I...I do..." he said in a very hoarse voice, as if the air was leaking out.

Shen Fei nodded.

Evelyn took out a "Fountain of Youth" potion from the cabinet.

Under the watchful eyes of thousands, she gently injected the syringe containing the golden miracle into old John's thin, bony arm.

The injection is over.

The golden liquid entered Old John's body in an instant.

Behind him, a huge screen covered the entire stage background and suddenly lit up.

The screen displays a complex diagram of human cell structure, along with a line that represents the "Comprehensive Cell Viability Index," which is almost at the bottom.

Then, a miracle happened right before everyone's eyes!

The curve that was almost at the death line suddenly jumped upwards with tremendous force!

Then, like a dragon that has been awakened, it charged upwards at an angle that defies all biological logic, almost vertically!

On the other side of the screen, you can see the aging, dried-up cells in Old John's body undergoing changes.

They seemed to have been infused with some kind of life essence, quickly becoming full, rich, and radiant. Even the cracks and damage that appeared due to age were being repaired and smoothed out at a rapid pace!

Compared to the data on the screen, the changes in Old John himself were even more frightening!

The deep wrinkles on his face are getting shallower and smoother!

The age spots on the back of his hands have faded in color and are gradually turning into the color of healthy skin!

His hunched back began to straighten up little by little.

His originally cloudy eyes seemed to brighten a little.

"call--"

Old John suddenly threw away his expensive cane and straightened his back, which he hadn't straightened for decades.

He took a deep breath.

That breath was long and deep, unlike anything a 92-year-old man could take.

He could feel his heart beating strongly again, and he could feel the blood flowing powerfully in his veins.

He was so excited he cried, and in a much louder and more energetic voice than before, he shouted loudly throughout the auction hall:

"I felt it! My God!"

"I feel... I feel my heart pounding just like it did when I was twenty!"

"I smell it! The air smells so fresh!"

at this time.

The entire auction hall became eerily quiet, almost frighteningly so.

Money, power, status, fame...

All the things they had pursued their whole lives seemed so ridiculous and useless in the face of this living, breathing miracle that made people younger.

Everyone stopped breathing.

All that remained in everyone's eyes was the most primal, insane greed for those nine vials of golden liquid; everyone wanted to get their hands on them!

In a corner of the VIP section, a European banker named Friedrich von Heinz had completely lost his usual elegance.

He leaned back in his chair, gripping the gold armrests tightly with both hands, his fingers turning white from the force.

He stared intently at the "old" John on the stage, who seemed twenty years younger, swallowing hard.

He felt that his worldview had been overturned.

Shen Fei waited quietly.

Wait for this feeling of wanting and fearing to ferment and grow throughout the hall until it reaches its maximum.

Then, he slowly began to speak.

His voice was still not loud, but it was like a heavy sledgehammer, striking the hearts of everyone present.

"Now."

"We'll be auctioning our first item, 'The Gift of Time'."

"The starting price is..."

He paused for a moment and then said a number that everyone found both crazy and perfectly normal.

"One billion dollars."