Spellcasting Gods

In particular, the inconspicuous black stone currently displayed on the podium turned out to be a substance that Zhang Cheng had never seen before, so he joined the bidding without hesitation.

In no time, the price of this stone soared from fifty gold dinars to two thousand gold dinars.

Clearly, although these "suckers" lacked the ability to recognize the value of magical items, they were not truly fools and knew how to distinguish which of the buyers present were more knowledgeable.

Once these people make a bid, they will immediately follow suit and will never give up easily until they exceed their maximum capacity.

Fortunately, two thousand dinars was an astronomical price for most of the peripheral auction participants, and in the end, only an old man in his sixties and a middle-aged woman in her forties still chose not to give up.

Two thousand and fifty!

"Two thousand one hundred!"

"Two thousand one hundred and fifty!"

"Two thousand two!"

……

Watching the two guys add the money bit by bit with their faces contorted in rage, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but smile, then raised his arm and said, "Five thousand!"

Upon hearing the price, the auctioneer became incredibly enthusiastic, waving his gavel and shouting, "Five thousand! This gentleman bids five thousand gold dinars! Anyone else going higher?"

The audience was completely silent!

Even the elderly man and the middle-aged woman who had been bidding earlier chose to remain silent.

On the one hand, five thousand gold dinars was beyond their means, and on the other hand, they had heard about the conflict that occurred at the restaurant at noon, and were filled with fear of the young people in the VIP seats.

After all, the direct heirs of the oldest Marcus family in North America could blow things up so easily. Even the Supreme Council member Laffern only acted as a peacemaker and did not impose any form of punishment. Even an idiot could sense that something unusual was going on.

"Five thousand first times!"

"Five thousand, the second time!"

"Five thousand for the third time!"

"Congratulations to this gentleman for acquiring the mysterious stone from the ancient Mesopotamian region!"

Seeing that no one continued bidding, the auctioneer immediately brought down the gavel and announced the ownership of the strange item.

In fact, he never dreamed that the mysterious stone, whose purpose he had no idea what it could be used for, would sell for a high price of five thousand gold dinars.

Just as Zhang Cheng was about to get up to pay the bill and get his hands on the unknown substance as soon as possible, a rather familiar figure suddenly rushed in from the doorway, plopped down next to him, and said breathlessly, "It...it's working! That bottle really works! My son's lymphoma is disappearing! Thank you! Thank you so much! I simply don't know how to describe my feelings right now!"

"I have said that tonics can cure all diseases, curses, poisons and negative magical effects."

"Yes! Yes! I shouldn't have doubted you! I apologize!"

Clearly, the guy who suddenly barged in was none other than Chester Barsham, who had bought a bottle of tonic for 350 gold dinars that morning.

Although he was covered in sweat and his face was red from strenuous exercise, he was in exceptionally good spirits, showing none of the worry and dejection he had shown earlier.

"Congratulations, sir! May you and your child stay healthy forever." Upon hearing that the child was out of danger, Elizabeth quickly offered her blessings.

Chester Barsham wiped the sweat from his brow and replied with a smile, "Thank you as well, kind and beautiful lady. Oh, and to express my gratitude, please feel free to call me anytime you need anything in the future. I swear, I will never refuse as long as it is within my ability."

"Oh? Can you help me launch two satellites?" Zhang Cheng suddenly remembered the many good things he brought back from the Marvel world, and maybe it was time to take them out and let them bask in the sun.

To be honest, after getting used to the advanced electronic devices provided by S.H.I.E.L.D., using a smartphone and a crappy computer in a world that is still in its infancy is almost unbearable.

Moreover, he also has an artificial intelligence program personally written by Iron Man Tony Stark. Once connected to the satellite, many exploration missions will become much easier, such as the Spanish treasure ship lying silent at the bottom of the Atlantic Ocean.

"Launch a satellite?" Chester Barsham was clearly taken aback. "These things can be handled with money, right? Just report it, and you'll have the money, right?"

Zhang Cheng smiled and shook his head: "No, it's different. My satellite is a bit special, and I don't want it to be inspected by anyone."

“I see… No problem, I happen to know some friends at NASA, maybe I can lend a hand, but it will take a little time.” Chester Barsham hesitated for a moment, then quickly gave an affirmative answer.

While doing so might require leveraging some connections and spending a significant amount of money, it's nothing compared to the potential rewards.

After all, no wealthy person is unafraid of death, especially when it comes to cancer, which evokes envy, pain, and despair.

Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many billionaires around the world vying to serve the parliament, all for the sake of buying magical items that can increase lifespan and fight terminal illnesses at the year-end auction.

But now, he is fortunate to have met an "insider" who can provide this medicine, so he naturally wants to cultivate the relationship to ensure that he and his family can get a small bottle of life-saving medicine if they encounter the same situation.

"No problem, I'm always very patient. Besides, I promise that if you can accomplish this, you can always come to me in the future and buy all sorts of magical potions with US dollars..."

To motivate the other party, Zhang Cheng decisively offered an extremely tempting deal.

As the saying goes, "If you want to take something, you must first give something."

If you only want a horse to run fast but don't feed it grass, you'll definitely not get a good result in the end.

He has always been very generous to his collaborators, but only if they can meet his requirements.

“Three months! Just three months will be enough!” Chester Barsham clenched his fists, his eyes gleaming with an unusual light.

Can you buy a magic potion that cures all diseases with US dollars?

This is practically a gift delivered right to our door!

He could already imagine how many connections he could expand in the world of ordinary people if he had access to such resources.

Whether it's Wall Street bankers manipulating global finance from behind the scenes or unscrupulous politicians in Washington, D.C., they all choose to incur favors when faced with the threat of death...

Chapter 0559 The Cruise Ship Sets Sail

After two pleasant days on the cruise ship, the number of guests suddenly increased early on the third day.

In an instant, hundreds of privileged members of the North American underworld gathered together, along with some dignitaries from Europe, South America, Australia, and other regions who had heard the news and rushed over to bid for the dragon eggs.

Interestingly, despite the massive scale of the gathering, the entire city of New York, from government departments to the supposedly ubiquitous journalists, seemed to collectively suffer from temporary blindness, even as stretch Lincoln limousines kept weaving through the only road leading to the pier, nearly causing a traffic jam.

Of course, this spectacle only lasted until around 4 p.m., when the giant luxury cruise ship sounded its horn and slowly sailed away from the port.

However, its destination was not the Atlantic Ocean as many people thought, but rather, after entering the deep sea, it used powerful teleportation magic to directly transport the massive cruise ship from the icy and snowy east coast of the United States to the waters off Hawaii, where there is no winter.

Surrounded by bright sunshine and the chattering of seabirds, Elizabeth stood on the third deck, dumbfounded. A full minute passed before she couldn't help but scream, "My God! Unbelievable! Absolutely incredible! Is this the power of magic? In the blink of an eye, we've escaped that damn New York weather?"

“Of course! Otherwise, why do you think the council has been able to rule the underworld for hundreds of years?” Zhang Cheng nodded with a light laugh.

In fact, he hadn't expected the Supreme Council to go to such lengths, actually building a magical luxury cruise ship. This ship might not only be able to teleport over extremely long distances, but also go to the sky and into the sea.

Just as Elizabeth was about to say something, Lavern suddenly appeared behind her and whispered, "The official auction will begin in ten minutes. If you don't want to miss it, you'd better come with me now. After all, the first item for sale is the high-grade potion you provided a few days ago."

"Go ahead and do your thing. I'm going to change into my swimsuit and enjoy the sun and sand." The girl winked playfully, then casually removed her headpiece, letting her cascading golden hair fall down.

It's obvious that she was completely captivated by the stunning scenery of Hawaii and had no interest in attending the upcoming auction of important items.

"Hehe, okay, have fun."

Zhang Cheng had no intention of forcing his girlfriend to stay with him. After kissing her soft lips, he followed Lavern to the huge venue on the lowest level of the yacht.

Unlike the previous auction venues, this place clearly uses some space folding technology, and at first glance it looks like a grand theater for concerts or operas, with three levels: upper, middle and lower.

The lowest level was reserved for the lord and less important guests. Although it wasn't as densely packed as a movie theater, the spaces between the seats were definitely not large. Each seat had a purple fluorescent sign, which appeared to have some magical effect, probably for making it easier to raise prices.

The second floor is much more upscale, divided into numerous small private rooms, intended for members of various secondary councils and members of some ancient families.

As for the super-large luxury private rooms on the third floor, they are naturally reserved for the council members who are most qualified, as well as representatives of super powers like the Wizarding Association.

In short, this place completely strips away the hypocrisy and pretense of ordinary human society, revealing the strict hierarchical system in its entirety.

“Your spot is up ahead,” Lavern said, pointing to the rightmost entrance on the second floor.

"Thank you!"

Zhang Cheng didn't try to say any more useless nonsense to the other party. He politely thanked them and immediately went inside and closed the door.

He knew that too many eyes were watching him, and getting too close to Lavern was definitely not a good thing.

As it turned out, his judgment was absolutely correct.

Just outside a few private rooms, an elderly man with short silver hair was squinting as he observed Zhang Cheng through a crystal ball the size of a fist.

About two or three minutes later, he asked Anthony beside him with a cold expression, "Is it him?"

“Yes! Father! It’s him!” Anthony answered through gritted teeth.

"Interesting! It seems their relationship is definitely not simple! You know, Lavern is quite a proud fellow. Unless his strength is recognized, he would never condescend to give directions to a young man." The old man squinted and muttered to himself.

It goes without saying that this was none other than Anthony's biological father, Virgil, the current patriarch of the Marcus family.

After learning that his son had been blown to pieces and nearly died, he rushed from faraway Quebec to New York to find out the true strength of the enemy.

That's right!

In his eyes, this blatant provocation and threat against the Marcus family was enough to be seen as a signal to start a war.

The only problem was that he wasn't sure whether the enemy was stronger or whether his family's centuries-old foundation was stronger. He wondered if war would lead to heavy losses for his family, ultimately resulting in its decline and demise.

In fact, a family like Marcus, which wields enormous influence in the North American underworld, can be powerful or weak, depending on who its opponents are.

If the enemy is at the level of an ordinary lord, they are naturally an unshakeable behemoth. Sometimes, with just a word or two, they can unite half of the North American underworld to launch a siege and wipe out the enemy.

However, if it were someone like Laverne or Faust, a powerful figure at the top of the pyramid, the resources available would be very limited. At the very least, many people would choose to remain on the sidelines for the sake of their own lives.

As a result, these ancient families had to use all their resources to fight to the death. Due to the difference in strength, many of their core members would be exhausted in the battle, ultimately leading to the loss of their foundation even if they won, and eventually to their decline.

Therefore, Virgil had to figure out exactly how heavy the price would be if he were to deal with this mysterious young man before taking any action.

If things are really as Lavern warned, then there's no need to say more; we should honestly pay the compensation and even try to eliminate the other party's hostility, even if it means sacrificing our own son.

But if it's just bluffing, then he'll have to carefully weigh the pros and cons before making a choice.

In fact, many people only see the glamorous surface of large families, without realizing how much pressure and sense of crisis ordinary people have to endure when born into such families.

As the head of the Marcus family, Virgil witnessed his grandfather marrying his most intelligent and beautiful daughter to a powerful and twisted man when he was young, allowing the man to humiliate, abuse, and torture her, all to avoid a war that could cause huge losses.

From then on, he understood a principle: in this large family, individual happiness and life were not important; what mattered was ensuring the continuation of the family line…

Chapter 0560 The Mad Potion

"Ladies and gentlemen! Lords, councilors, and ordinary people from all over North America who have volunteered to help us keep the world from the corruption of the forces of Heaven and Hell, on behalf of the Supreme Council, I thank you for your contributions this past year. In recognition of your efforts, today the Council will offer its most outstanding treasures for you to compete for..."

The speaker's voice was like the monotonous, sleep-inducing speeches of many politicians; hardly anyone was actually listening.

On the contrary, most people's attention was focused on the box of dragon eggs on the table, their surfaces uneven and covered with black scales.

If he didn't possess extremely strong personal abilities, the crowd would probably have already started clamoring for him to step down so that the exciting auction could begin sooner.

Of course, the Speaker was aware of this and quickly ended his routine remarks, handing the seat to the experienced First Auctioneer, Bertie Edmott.