Dragon Raja: Reboot

"Principal, the facts prove that excellent inner qualities cannot be hidden! Even if I dress like a nouveau riche, my lineage determines that I will be the emperor among the nouveau riche!" Someone said to the microphone with great enthusiasm.

"But even the emperor among the nouveau riche is still a nouveau riche... No, that's not important. So you've pulled this stunt just to prove what you said before?"

Angers wanted to cover his face at this point, then suddenly said, "Wait, didn't you say that an aura of dominance isn't as reliable as real gold and silver?"

"That doesn't stop me from having both. Only when I have real money in my pocket can I confidently display my domineering aura!" someone said seriously.

"Do you know what I'm thinking right now?" Angers sighed softly.

"What are you thinking, Principal?" one of the traitors suddenly asked guiltily.

"I'm thinking that maybe putting you and Fingel in the same dorm room was a mistake. Now when I see you, it's like seeing him, and when I see him, it's like seeing your damn vice principal!"

"Oh my gosh! I love the vice principal the most. I often see his sexy big belly during sailing training!" someone whispered in admiration.

"Damn it, I wasn't praising you! While I'm glad you can project such a powerful presence, attracting so much attention right from the start will make you a target. Everyone will be watching you during the auction, wondering if what you're buying has any real value!" Angers muttered under his breath.

"It's alright, I'll use my domineering aura to intimidate them all!" Lu Mingfei comforted him.

"...When you asked me about the budget before, were you already prepared to put on this act?"

"Of course not! I was ready when I told you, 'No matter how some people try to hide it, they can't hide their true nature!'" Lu Mingfei shrugged.

The wireless earbuds didn't produce any sound for a long time.

"Principal, you're not angry already, are you?" Lu Mingfei asked tentatively.

"Of course not." Angers sighed and said in a low voice, "I am very pleased that you can display such a powerful aura. This proves that your bloodline is worthy of your S-class rating. As your mentor, I am proud of you."

"In fact, today marks your first step onto the stage of the mixed-blood race. Your actions just now have already left a deep impression on them. Soon, they will investigate you thoroughly, and then all the mixed-blood families in the world will know that a new outstanding bloodline has been born. His bloodline is so powerful that it can suppress the hundreds of representatives present, and his name is Lu Mingfei, from Kassel School, the school's new ace!"

"Principal, what you're saying... sounds kind of exciting. Is this an action anime?" Lu Mingfei said, rubbing his nose.

"Can you refrain from spouting nonsense in such a serious situation?" Angers retorted.

"Okay, please continue!" Lu Mingfei said obsequiously.

"...I suddenly forgot what I wanted to say."

"I understand, I understand, it's because my emotions were interrupted! It's like holding back when you're trying to poop; the smooth, unstoppable flow is suddenly blocked, and you can't poop anymore!"

"I fucking want to shove you down the toilet right now, close the lid, and flush you down the drain!" Angers said viciously.

"What's wrong?"

A woman's voice rang out.

"It's nothing, I just suddenly thought of a mischievous student."

The older man's polite and refined voice came through the phone.

Lu Mingfei pursed his lips, peeked over, and found that the old man had started chatting with the graceful young woman beside him. He didn't know what they were talking about, but it made the young woman smile slightly.

You old pervert!

On the stage, two auctioneer assistants carefully lifted a gourd-shaped porcelain piece onto the platform.

"Now we will be auctioning a 'Qing Dynasty Qianlong Period Famille Rose Gourd-Shaped Vase with Auspicious Longevity Design,' a piece of porcelain from the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty. This piece represents the pinnacle of porcelain-making craftsmanship at the time. It was a royal item produced by the Imperial Household Department and left China after the Boxer Rebellion in 1900. It has been kept in the home of a reputable collector in southern Italy, with a very clear provenance. A similar piece sold for US$1730 million in Hong Kong a few months ago. Further information can be found in the available materials."

The auctioneer scanned the room.

"Starting bid: $900 million. Place your bid now."

This is the sixth item up for auction today, and the starting price has risen from the initial 20 to 900 million. Lu Mingfei hasn't raised his paddle yet because Angers hasn't given the order.

However, Angers himself raised his paddle and won the bid for the "Nanyang Dushan Jade Vairocana Buddha with outstretched hands large jade sea".

He was seated in the VIP section at the front, holding up a sign and whispering to the elegant young woman from before, looking quite content.

Lu Mingfei secretly admired the principal for being so dashing.

While bleeding profusely, they still have to act like money is nothing, and that they're only here to play with you because they love art and picking up girls.

Speaking of which, was the school board also paid for the thing the principal bought?

"2310 million per time!"

"2310 million twice! This is your last chance, please place your bid now."

"Sold for 2310 million (third time)!" The auctioneer brought down the gavel.

The audience responded with polite and restrained applause.

The hammer fell on this lot, a beautiful ending. This lot, listed last in the catalog, was today's highlight.

"Next up is today's special segment, as always, 'An Unexpected Encounter'!" the auctioneer smiled.

"Here's the important part: your task is to secure it. Money... well, money doesn't matter. The board of directors has plenty of money anyway. You just need to show your courage again, and I think everyone might give you, the newcomer, some face."

The principal's instructions finally came through the wireless earpiece.

Lu Mingfei perked up; it was finally his turn, the traitor... no, his turn, the ace!

He leaned forward slightly, showing interest.

A huge black hard-shell box was pushed up on a cart by two assistants.

The auctioneer pressed the lid of the box with his white-gloved hand, smiled and looked around the room, but was in no hurry to open it. It was the same principle as having to boast and build up anticipation before performing a feat of breaking a boulder on one's chest.

"This is an extraordinary item; all of us auctioneers were amazed when we saw it. It is exceptionally beautiful, a pinnacle of craftsmanship, but unfortunately, we cannot trace its provenance or determine its age, therefore we cannot set a suitable starting price. With the seller's permission, this is a rare zero-starting-price auction, with each bid increment limited to one dollar."

The auctioneer held up one finger. "One dollar!"

There was some commotion inside the venue.

This is a novelty; the starting bid of zero and the increments of one dollar make it impossible to guess what this item is all about, which only intensifies the curiosity.

The auctioneer, like the one in the movie "Breaking a Boulder on His Chest," was very satisfied with the atmosphere he had created.

He slowly lifted the lid of the box, his voice carrying a seductive undertone: "This is a mythical weapon... a set of alchemical swords and blades!"

A sharp, dark golden light flowed along the gap in the open lid.

In that instant, Lu Mingfei even heard familiar breathing coming from inside.

Those were the seven deadly sins he abandoned in the Three Gorges Reservoir!

"You recognize it, right? The Seven Deadly Sins. Both your report and Nono's report mentioned that you found this weapon system, but lost it during the ascent."

Exclamations of admiration came from Angers: "It's a timeless alchemical artifact, its value immeasurable! We must get our hands on it today."

"Please rest assured, Principal, I will definitely carry it home!" Lu Neizei said confidently.

"Very good, now it's your turn. I'll bid a few times, but I won't go too far. Those people know me; given my personality, I'll definitely try to make a move on anything unusual. Although they've noticed you, they don't know you're from the school yet."

……

"Is it a counterfeit? Even the best-preserved one wouldn't be completely flawless, would it?" someone in the VIP section questioned. "It looks exactly like a Swiss Army knife manufactured this year!"

"As I've already said, we can't confirm its age or provenance. The price depends solely on your interest. In short, it's a nice set of swords, and you can at least use it as a kitchen knife."

The auctioneer shrugged and deflected the question with a joke.

"Okay, $1!" someone held up a sign.

"Two dollars!" someone immediately followed suit, and the guests all smiled generously.

"$3!"

"$4!"

As the price rose repeatedly, the auctioneer looked slightly embarrassed, a result of the guests' teasing.

"Ladies and gentlemen, even a set of Damascus steel kitchen knives costs several hundred dollars," the auctioneer said with a helpless smile, spreading his hands. "Can we offer some more competitive prices?"

"Okay, 20."

The moment the price was announced from the VIP box on the right, everyone's attention was drawn to it.

Besides the incredibly high bid, there was also that peculiar sound.

No one can explain why such a seemingly casual female voice could be so alluring and captivating.

Beneath the dark red velvet curtains of the private room sat a young girl draped in a long robe embroidered with gold.

She held the number "88" in her white-gloved hand. A golden veil covered her entire face, revealing only her beautiful eyes, with a hint of red at the corners, and her hair, styled in a high bun, with a bright red ribbon tied between her long, black hair.

She sat there, her eyes lowered, yet she resembled a queen reigning over this grand event.

People started whispering among themselves.

First a young man who looked like an emperor arrived, and now a queen has joined the fray; this auction is getting more and more interesting.

"205,000." After a few seconds of silence, someone raised the price.

This price is no longer a joke; clearly, some people believe it should be worth more.

"30." Without any hesitation, girl number 88 raised her paddle again.

"Lady No. 88, 30 per bid!" The auctioneer raised his gavel with delight.

"35!" The person who raised the paddle this time was sitting in the VIP section, just like Angers.

"40!" someone continued to follow up.

"One million." Still number 88, calm and collected, yet exuding an overwhelming aura.

"One million?" Even the auctioneer was a little skeptical of the figure.

"150 million." Number 88's voice was as cold as ice.

"Wait a moment, ma'am. There was no other bidder just now. Was your bid 100 million or 150 million?" the auctioneer asked cautiously.

"What happened before doesn't matter, now it's 150 million."

The crowd erupted in uproar; it was utter madness. Number 88 was rapidly driving up the price of the sword set by bidding against himself.

"160 million." Before the exclamation had even subsided, a new price had already been announced in the VIP section.

"The game's heating up, why haven't you made your move yet? It's time to show your nouveau riche emperor-like aura!" Angers muttered to himself, casually raising his paddle, "170 million."

"Principal, trust me, I feel like we've been targeted. I must seize the right moment, offer the right price, and demonstrate my unparalleled power to force that girl to back down!"

The traitor insider displayed great confidence.

"Alright, let's see what you do." Angers shrugged.

His initial offer was quickly outbid, and after two more attempts, he gave up.

"Two million." Number 88's queenly aura surged once again.

210.

"210 million! This gentleman, number 72!" The auctioneer snapped out of his daze, his face flushed with excitement.

As an auctioneer, it seemed he was about to have good luck; the competition for this item was just as fierce as that for the gourd-shaped vase that had been the grand finale.

300.

"310 million!"

……

Prices rose alternately, and more people joined the fray instead of just observing. After several rounds of back-and-forth, the customers could all sense the intense competitive atmosphere in the air.

A torrent of money swept in.

Girl No. 88 held absolute initiative and dominated the competition!

"1000 million." The girl said casually, refreshing the figure to eight digits.

Lu Mingfei finally slowly raised the sign for number 17, which happened to be his birthday.

"Fifty million." Number 17 raised his paddle.

The entire audience erupted in uproar.

The young man who had previously arrived like an emperor, whose polite smile concealed unparalleled arrogance, has finally made his move!

His first offer was five times the original price, and the base amount was ten million US dollars!

Such boldness and skill undoubtedly completely overwhelmed the newly crowned queen!

"5000 million at once!" The auctioneer's voice echoed throughout the room.

"6000 million!" This time, number 88's voice finally showed a slight ripple, and he remained silent for a few seconds.

"One hundred million." Lu Mingfei's voice echoed throughout the room as he raised his paddle again, dramatically increasing the number to nine!

The entire audience fell silent. Could this get any more insane?! To pay such an enormous sum for a set of swords whose origins were unknown?!

Or……

Many people's eyes lingered between number 88 and number 17.

A woman of exquisite grace, like a queen.

He possessed the charisma and presence of a monarch.

Is this a war of conquest?

The auctioneer on stage fell into self-doubt; this was the second time today that he had doubted whether he had heard correctly.

The assistant quickly went up on stage and whispered a few words in the auctioneer's ear.

The auctioneer's expression was solemn, and he nodded slightly.

"Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for your interest in this item. However, the bidding has been much more enthusiastic than we expected. We must prevent inflated prices that could result in a successful auction but an inability to pay. Therefore, we need to ask Mr. Lu (number 17) to come with us to the finance office. During this time, we will suspend the auction."

"Calm down! Oh, you've even quoted a price of one hundred million, so I guess I don't need to comfort you."

A voice, whether praising or resigned, came through the earpiece.

……

Inside the finance department.

"We are very sorry to bother you, but your bidding method is really too outrageous. In order to ensure the security of the auction, we have to ask you a few questions."

The finance manager patted a black suitcase.

"The only account you provided to us was a Zurich bank account with $200 million as a deposit. Normally, a deposit would be quite convincing. But your bid is simply insane, $1 million... fifty times $200 million! Given that this is your first time participating in an auction and your credit is insufficient, if you cannot prove your ability to pay, we will have to cancel your bid for this item."

The finance manager, who had just received instructions and the latest intelligence, stared at Lu Mingfei with a fierce look, his eyes practically filled with murderous intent.

"Please assist us by temporarily removing your headphones and microphone. This concerns your property safety and our credibility, and our conversation needs to be kept confidential."

"This has happened before, where some guests have arranged for new faces to help drive up the price, but they don't actually have the ability to pay, which affects the fairness of the auction."

The finance manager stared into the young man's eyes, his smile revealing arrogance, as if he had already found his weakness.

The young man who was invited into the finance office smiled and said, "Two million is just the money I need to buy a Bugatti."

The finance manager chuckled, opened the briefcase, and unfolded it to reveal an electronic device.

"Please enter your account password at Zurich Bank."

He pushed the suitcase toward Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei chuckled, "How many digits would you like to see in there?"

The finance manager paused for a moment, then looked at Lu Mingfei intently before chuckling, "One hundred million is enough."

Lu Mingfei raised an eyebrow and said, "You seem to be convinced that I have no money?"

The finance manager smiled subtly again and pushed the briefcase.

His gaze was as sharp as a proctor discovering a student cheating in an exam.

He had just received the latest intelligence from the intelligence department: the young man who had entered like an emperor was actually there as a shill!

This is not contradictory; lineage does not equate to wealth.

Historically, there have been instances of mixed-race individuals who, due to poverty, chose to marry into wealthy families and achieve immediate success.

"Since you want one hundred million, then I'll give you one hundred million."

Lu Mingfei typed "Show me the money" and added "×10000" after it.

He borrowed 100 million.

"What the heck?" The finance manager glanced at it and laughed, "Still 200 million? You're really something..."

His voice stopped abruptly, the lingering sound distorted and trembling.

Because that number suddenly changed.

The rapid jumps and the frantic changes in every digit!

This account is accumulating massive amounts of wealth every second!

The manager unconsciously reached out and patted the machine. If the machine wasn't malfunctioning, then the man himself was.

Didn't the intelligence department clearly state that this kid has no money at all, and even the invitation was given to him by someone else?!

finally.

The numbers stopped at "100, 200, 000.00".

In ten seconds, one hundred million US dollars poured into the account.

Lu Mingfei maintained his polite smile: "Still two million?"

"No...no...it's one hundred and two million US dollars..." the finance manager stammered, his body swaying slightly.

"So, can I make an offer now?"

"Of course, sir! Please forgive my rudeness!"

Lu Mingfei reached out to straighten his clothes and said with a smile, "I still prefer your previous unruly self."

The finance manager took a deep breath, his expression turned serious, his back straightened, and he said with a faint smile, "As you wish, sir."

He stood tall, displaying an unyielding spirit, as proud as a great general.

But everyone present turned their gaze away, unable to bear looking at him.

Because he has become someone who easily changes himself to suit this young man's preferences...

toy.