I accidentally joined a group of charlatans, so I immediately called the police and handed it over t

Ten minutes after the auction began.

The backend data stream at Base 001 was refreshing like a waterfall.

But Chen Xi's face did not show even the slightest bit of joy.

in contrast.

His expression grew colder and colder, even carrying a hint of undisguised mockery.

"Is this what immortals are?"

Chen Xi pointed to the densely packed price lists on the screen, then turned to look at Li Guobang, his tone full of disappointment.

"Old Li, take a look."

"What kind of junk is this?"

Li Guobang leaned closer to take a look, and his eyes widened instantly.

Princess Baihuaxiu: Offers ten jars of "Hundred Flowers Honey"! This is brewed from ten thousand kinds of sacred flowers. One sip can beautify your skin and extend your life by ten years!

The Seven Fairy Maidens bid three bolts of "Cloud Brocade"! It is impervious to water and fire, and invulnerable to swords and spears. Even emperors in the mortal world would not be able to obtain even a single foot of it!

[Weaver Girl]: I'm offering ten catties of "heavenly silkworm silk"!

Li Guobang's hands were trembling as he pointed at the "wildflower honey," his voice hoarse:

"Chen Xi...this...this can extend one's lifespan by ten years!"

"If those old commanders were to drink a sip of this..."

"And that Yun brocade! It's impervious to blades and bullets! If this were made into bulletproof vests, how much less blood could our soldiers bleed?!"

"How can this be considered junk? This is priceless!"

In Li Guobang's eyes, each of these items was enough to cause a global frenzy.

But in Chen Xi's eyes...

This is not enough.

Far from enough.

"Old Li, your vision is too narrow."

Chen Xi picked up the teacup, took a sip of the tea that had long since gone cold, and his eyes were cold.

"Life extension? Bulletproof?"

"These are indeed good things, but they can't change the overall situation."

"What I want is not to let a few people live a few more years, nor to let a few people wear bulletproof vests."

"What I want is hard currency."

"It is a hard currency that can enable our industrial base to leapfrog five hundred years."

Chen Xi put down his teacup.

He picked up his phone and went to the group chat that was already flooded with messages.

I sent an emoji.

An extremely perfunctory, extremely arrogant, and extremely obnoxious emoji.

[Chen Xi]: (Yawning.jpg)

The moment this emoji was sent.

The lively bidding in the group chat suddenly stopped, as if the pause button had been pressed.

All the "deities" who were frantically promoting their "local specialties" felt like they had been slapped hard across the face.

That yawn.

It is not very harmful and extremely insulting.

It is telling these high and mighty gods in a blatant way:

What you treasure is just trash in my eyes.

If you don't want to buy, then get lost.

Don't waste my time with this junk.

silence.

An awkward silence.

A full five minutes passed.

at last.

The real heavyweight was enraged by the yawn, and his competitive spirit was also aroused.

A bright red avatar suddenly popped up.

【Nezha】: @Chen Xi, mortal, you're so arrogant.

【Nezha】: You look down on those effeminate things, huh? Fine.

【Nezha】: The scrap material of the "Fire-Tipped Spear" forged by Samadhi True Fire, weighing three thousand catties!

【Nezha】: This thing was burned in Taiyi Zhenren's furnace for five hundred years and it didn't melt. Its hardness is such that even the dragon scales of the East Sea Dragon King could be pierced through it!

[Nezha]: Is he tough enough? Is he qualified enough?!

The moment those words were spoken, the group chat exploded.

Waste material from the Fire-Tipped Spear?!

That's a divine artifact!

That was a weapon of destruction crafted by the Taiyi Zhenren using innate spiritual materials!

Li Guobang stared at the words, the cigarette in his hand falling to the ground with a "thud," unaware that it had burned the carpet.

"Fire...fire-tipped spear?!"

Li Guobang's voice trembled, and he jumped up as if he had been electrocuted.

"This... if this were used for tank armor..."

"No! Use it as the keel of an aircraft carrier! Use it as the warhead for an intercontinental ballistic missile!"

"Who can defend against it?! Who can break through it?!"

however.

Before Chen Xi could reply.

Another profile picture lit up, exuding an air of arrogance that only wealthy women possess.

【Princess Iron Fan】: @Nezha, little brat, go play somewhere else.

Princess Iron Fan: You dare to show off a few pieces of broken copper and scrap iron?

【Princess Iron Fan】: @Chen Xi, I'm offering one "Celestial Meteorite Essence Mother".

Princess Iron Fan: Weighs eight thousand catties.

【Princess Iron Fan】: This thing is not only heat resistant, but also has its own wind properties.

Princess Iron Fan: The things she creates are as light as a feather and as hard as diamond.

Princess Iron Fan: If it were made into a flying sword (fighter jet), its speed could be increased by more than three times.

Princess Iron Fan: And I'll add two more fan ribs from the banana leaf fan!

The group chat went completely crazy.

This is no longer an auction.

This is a contest of wealth among the gods, an arms race for face and for those few lipsticks.

"Light as a feather... Hard as diamond..."

Su Qingge rushed into the command room at some point, staring intently at the line of text on the screen, her eyes bloodshot.

"If it's true..."

"If it's true, our sixth-generation fighter jet... no, even a space fighter jet..."

"The engine's thrust-to-weight ratio will break the physical limits!"

"We can conduct hypersonic cruise directly within the atmosphere!"

"Chen Xi! Take it! We must take it!"

Su Qingge grabbed Chen Xi's sleeve and shook him wildly, like a madwoman.

Chen Xi was dizzy from being shaken, but the smile in his eyes grew stronger.

He still didn't bring down the hammer.

He is waiting.

He knew that these were already god-level materials.

But that woman was the richest, the most concerned with her image, and the one who couldn't tolerate being outdone by others.

They haven't made a move yet.

Chen Xi gently pushed Su Qingge's hand away and straightened her wrinkled collar.

He sent three words in the group chat.

[Chen Xi]: Is there anything else?

These three words.

Like the last straw, it broke the gods' reason.

This also forced out the real one—the richest man in Heaven.