The past was built upon collecting unique characteristics.

The woman seemed surprised to have a competitor. Her long, beautiful eyes, piercing through the holes in her mask, glanced at Morian before she spoke:

"One hundred and eighty pounds."

"Two hundred pounds!" Morian immediately followed without hesitation.

The same principle applies to auctions. Once you decide to buy, you must show an attitude of being determined to win in order to overwhelm your opponent with your momentum and make them back down.

The atmosphere at the gathering became subtle, with each participant observing the fierce bidding with a touch of amusement.

The seller of the light blue mask remained silent, clearly pleased with this development; the current price was already double his initial offer.

"Sir, it's not gentlemanly behavior to argue with a delicate lady over something," the lady said jokingly with a hint of a smile.

Without waiting for Morian's response, she announced a new price: "I'll offer two hundred and fifty pounds."

Fifty pounds! Another fifty pounds increase! This move piqued the interest of the onlookers.

"Heh, in an auction, the highest bidder wins, of course." Morian chuckled, showing no intention of backing down. "I've finally decided to bid three hundred pounds."

In fact, he had his suspicions that this might be an elaborate "trap".

The seller and the woman worked together; one presented a rare but unidentified item, while the other inflated the price, resulting in a final transaction price several times higher than the original.

Even with such doubts, he had no choice but to jump into this "trap." The seven-colored crystal was far too important to him; such a top-grade spiritual material was extremely rare, and if he missed it, he didn't know when he would get another chance.

Three hundred pounds?! Just for that stone of unknown origin? Many people looked on in surprise, speculating about the value of this mysterious stone.

The woman paused for a moment, seemingly weighing the pros and cons. Although the seven-colored crystal was rare, its purpose was ultimately unknown, and the price of over two hundred pounds was already somewhat risky, exceeding today's budget.

Moreover, my original plan was just to buy it for research or collection. If I couldn't find any value in it, I would settle for turning it into a unique decorative item.

However, spending over three hundred pounds for a "beautiful" decoration is ultimately too extravagant.

In the end, she gently shook her head and chose to give up.

"It seems this gentleman is determined to get this item and is willing to pay a higher price, so I have no choice but to give up."

After waiting a while longer, and seeing that no one else offered a price, Mr. Y spoke up to confirm: "Three hundred pounds, once; three hundred pounds, twice."

He paused briefly and looked around the entire room.

"make a deal."

Morian breathed a sigh of relief and subconsciously reached for the inner pocket where the gold pounds were kept, but his movement suddenly froze.

...I was so focused on bidding that I didn't even realize I didn't have enough money!

I originally attended the gathering with the intention of observing and gaining experience, and I never expected to buy expensive items, let alone participate in the auction.

Although I carried £270 in cash in my wallet just to be on the safe side, I was still £30 short of £300.

At such discreet gatherings, failing to pay after a deal is made is considered extremely rude, as it can severely damage one's reputation and potentially lead to unnecessary trouble.

Most importantly, it's just too embarrassing to admit you didn't bring enough money.

Morian quickly considered a proper solution. First, it was impossible to buy on credit, and it wouldn't be good to go back on his word and return the item to the lady now. So, what about using other items as collateral?

The "Key of Caius" is such a convenient item that it cannot be given away. The small badge given by the church is probably not worth much money, and the remaining odds and ends of alchemy materials are not enough in terms of quantity or value.

But what if it's an alchemical potion?

There were still quite a few "recovery potions" left from the fierce battle on the rainy night last time. These things are inexpensive and easy to make, so I always carry a few with me when I go out, just in case.

Give it a try.

Morian reached into the inside pocket of his trench coat, took out three glass bottles containing a bright green liquid, and gently placed them on the table.

"I'm very sorry, I've just discovered I'm thirty pounds short of the cash I brought," he said, trying to remain calm. "Would it be possible to use these three recovery potions I've acquired by chance to offset the remaining amount?"

"This recovery potion has only one effect: after drinking it, it can restore some physical strength in a short period of time and make minor physical wounds heal quickly, provided that it is not a very serious injury, such as a severed limb that needs to be reattached."

Morian wasn't very confident in his words, after all, he wasn't sure how valuable his "basic alchemy" potion was in the eyes of the other participants.

Unexpectedly, after the introduction was given, the atmosphere at the party changed immediately, and everyone's attention was drawn to the small potion.

Restores stamina and heals injuries? Instant effect? ​​Wouldn't that be equivalent to a one-time, portable healing miracle item?!

It's important to understand that in the world of extraordinary beings, both ascendants with healing abilities and magical items with healing effects are rare and hard to come by, and their prices are extremely high.

If this potion can indeed quickly restore one's condition in battle, even if the effect is limited, its importance goes without saying, and its strategic value far exceeds its price of ten pounds!

The participants' eyes lit up with excitement; the only question now was whether the potion was truly as miraculous as it was described.

Many people looked expectantly at Mr. Y, who was sitting in the main seat, waiting for him to verify the efficacy as a guarantee.

Mr. Y simply raised his hand, and a bright green potion floated steadily into his hand.

His authoritative gaze fell upon the liquid, and after a short while he nodded slightly and looked at the seller.

"No problem. This potion is of superior quality, rich in vital energy, and its effects are indeed worth the missing gold pounds."

The seller, wearing a light blue mask, had obviously heard the assessment results. He nodded without hesitation to accept them and then carefully put away the three recovery potions.

Even if you don't need this stuff yourself, reselling it is still a very profitable business.

The transaction was completed smoothly. The seven-colored crystal was placed in a high-quality storage box and taken to the temporary storage room by a waiter, to be picked up by the buyer when the party ended.

In just ten minutes, Morian not only unexpectedly acquired top-quality spiritual materials, but also noticed a "business opportunity" that he had never discovered before.

The potions I made with my basic alchemy skills seem to sell for a lot of money, and they look quite popular.