It's time to become an evil god.

The man gave an approving look, fiddling with the silver coins in his hand, and asked with narrowed eyes, "There's one more order for you..."

"unnecessary."

Captain Wang Lu refused outright, saying, "I'll stop after I finish this one."

"Oh, that's a real shame."

The man shook his head, took out a bag of silver coins and placed it on the table, saying, "What if I told you that the governor of Genmiya Island greatly admires you and insists that you take this job?"

Captain Wang Lu's expression changed drastically. Without a word, he pulled a pistol from its holster and pointed it at the contact's head. The others sitting around immediately stood up, countless black gun barrels pointing at the man before them.

Wang Lufei remained completely calm and coldly replied, "You plotted against me?"

"It's the governor's order."

He raised his hands, signaling the others to lower their guns. The man calmly pulled a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, took a deep drag, and said, “After all, among so many legendary captains, you're the only one who went to the Sea of ​​Death and returned alive. The Governor greatly admires you. Don't even think about doing anything shady. Your ship has already been taken over, and he's waiting for you at the auction house. Captain Wang Lu, take my advice: only by aligning yourself with the Governor can you find a way out. That shipment of blood you transported came from God…”

The man suddenly realized he had spoken out of turn, and quickly shut his mouth and stopped talking.

Captain Wang Lu, who had been humiliated, looked extremely ugly. However, Bai Ge, who was standing to the side, stepped forward without saying a word and slapped him hard across the face.

Snapped.

Before anyone else could react, the man stood up, clutching his cheek, completely devoid of his previous composure. He righted the toppled table and shouted angrily, "You!"

"You only said you can't kill people in the Mainland Tavern, you didn't say you can't beat people up in the Mainland Tavern, did you?"

Bai Ge said coldly, "Why don't you let the people around you pull the trigger? If I remember correctly, killing someone in a mainland tavern is equivalent to a death sentence."

"..."

The thought of the cold, ironclad rule quickly extinguished the man's anger. He sat back down angrily, gritting his teeth and cursing, "Captain Wang Lu, let's see how long you and your crew can keep jumping around like this?"

"Don't worry, I'll definitely outlive you."

"The wine, bring me the wine right now."

The man who had been slapped was furious. Someone next to him handed him a bottle of liquor. Without a word, he tilted his head back and gulped it down. After a few sips, he realized something was off. He grimaced, stuck out his tongue, and, holding the bottle, frowned and cursed, "Why does this liquor taste like rust?"

He then felt a warm sensation around his nose and mouth, and when he reached out and wiped it, it was covered in scarlet blood.

A soft voice came from beside her ear, "This is Marilyn Ice Uranium, specially prepared for you using fresh deuterium water."

Bai Ge asked with a smile, "Is it good?"

Chapter 126 This card is worth 87 million

"Who exactly are you? No, what the hell are you?"

The man staggered to his feet. He had never seen such a poison before. No, it didn't seem like poison, but it gave him a feeling of dizziness and nausea.

Bai Ge suppressed the restless hotel staff and explained, "The only principle of the Mainland Hotel is that you can't kill people, but it doesn't say that you can't give customers nuclear wastewater, right? So what I did is not a violation of the rules."

"..."

Upon hearing this, the other players involuntarily took a step back, especially the puppeteer next to him, whose expression changed drastically. He retreated a considerable distance and took out a Geiger counter to scan himself from head to toe, only breathing a sigh of relief after confirming that he was not at risk of nuclear radiation.

Although the man didn't know what nuclear wastewater was, he could roughly judge how terrifying it was from the astonished and pitying expressions on his companions' faces, as well as from the strange masks they pulled out, which resembled those used by doctors to treat plagues.

Hotels can't kill people on the spot, but they can't use slow-acting poisons, since they can't be blamed if the person dies from the poison a few days later.

The subordinate stared at his boss, pale-faced, and said in fear and unease, "Boss, your face is emitting a strange green light."

"what!"

The man quickly stood up and rushed into the toilet, only to find that his face had not only turned green, but was also emitting a faint, dark glow.

"I'm fucking idiot!"

The man had a thought: to grab his pistol and rush out to fight to the death. However, the ironclad rules of the Continental Tavern were clear: anyone who dared to break them would die a horrible death.

His teeth were still falling out, and his entire body was burning with pain. The man knew he was doomed this time, so without thinking, he pressed a pistol against his chin.

A loud bang startled everyone around. The others rushed into the restroom, only to find the man's head submerged in the sink, a horrifying gun muzzle visible on the back of his head, motionless and lifeless.

The others swallowed silently, turning around to look at the young man behind them. He adjusted his wide-brimmed hat and pushed up his monocle, then turned around, smiling as he surveyed the crowd. He swirled the bottle in his hand and asked softly, "Anyone else want to try again?"

The others quickly made way for them, not daring to provoke these guys any further.

Pretend you didn't see what just happened.

Captain Wang Lu looked at the young man in front of him with a strange expression and asked, "Young man, which sect do you belong to in the real world? I feel like you're from the Demonic Sect."

"Captain Wang, please don't slander me. Please respect the facts."

Bai Ge declared righteously, "Nuclear wastewater is harmless, just like Ganges water. It can even be used to water vegetables, and the vegetables grown from it are very healthy! They chased my tomatoes for three blocks before they caught up with them!"

"..."

Captain Wang Lu walked out of the tavern clutching his money pouch, but he still had to go to the auction house. After searching for clues on the dark, lightless sea for so many years, this was the closest he had ever come to the wishing machine, and he couldn't give up hope no matter what.

The auction venue was located at the end of the street, with a large square in front of it, in the center of which stood a stone statue of the governor with his head held high.

Wang Lufei was afraid that Bai Ge might cause some trouble, so he quickly grabbed the other's hand and said nervously in a low voice, "Don't do anything rash. Anyone who dares to touch the Governor's things will be guaranteed not to leave Yuangong Island alive."

"No way."

Bai Ge rolled her eyes at him and said, "Do I look like the kind of person who has no sense of public morality, who scribbles on statues and even wants to smash the governor's head off with a sledgehammer?"

"These must all be your inner thoughts, right?"

Captain Wang Lu took a deep breath and said, "When we get to the auction, you must not say a word. Finding the wishing machine is very important to me."

"and many more."

Bai Ge quietly pulled the witch aside, took out three cards from his pocket, and whispered something in her ear.

The witch looked at him with a look of surprise and doubt, and asked in a low voice, "Wait, are you sure you want to do this?"

Bai Ge shook his head and said, "I don't want to do this either, but it's better to be safe than sorry. It's good to have an extra layer of protection."

You call this insurance?

The witch was internally screaming, "How could I possibly agree to such an absurd idea?!"

Although she didn't know Bai Ge's specific plans, the witch still agreed to his request. However, she repeatedly warned that the power injected into the card was too dangerous and should not be used casually. After Bai Ge repeatedly assured her, the group pretended to be buyers and entered the auction hall.

The auction featured mostly treasures salvaged from ancient shipwrecks and relics from ancient civilizations discovered on dangerous, remote islands.

There are bizarrely shaped statues of Western bodhisattvas with wings and tentacles, as well as bronze coffins that have been forcibly welded shut and are submerged in transparent glass tanks. The vents emit a fishy and foul smell, and you can hear something scratching inside. It's just like opening a blind box with a tense and exciting feeling.

N-box coffins yield seafood, R-box coffins yield mermaids, SR-box coffins yield members of the Familia, and UR-box coffins yield ancient gods.

After walking through a corridor filled with a dazzling array of exhibits, the group arrived at a large hall that could accommodate hundreds of people.

There are all sorts of people here: gentlemen in suits, captains in slovenly sailor uniforms, and governors sitting high above in military uniforms on the second-floor balcony of the venue.

Captain Wang Lu looked at the governor, who seemed to notice his gaze as well. The governor turned his head, nodded slightly to Captain Wang Lu, smiled faintly, and then turned away without saying another word.

Once everyone had entered the auction hall, the noise and commotion subsided with the arrival of the auctioneer. According to the catalog, there were six items up for auction today. Captain Wang Lu's gaze, however, was firmly fixed on the last item.

The stone slab, covered by a curtain, only displays half of the cuneiform script.

The auction began, and the first six items were quickly sold out.

Next, the last stone slab was displayed. After the curtain was drawn back, the five players present widened their eyes instantly.

The figures carved on the ancient artifact, known as the Slab of the Saints, evoked complex expressions on everyone's faces.

The stone mural depicts a man holding a staff in one hand and a machine gun in the other. He is dressed in a wizard's robe and a hat with a pointed top and wide brim. He stands on a mountain of monster corpses. Even more eerie is the exquisitely carved face, where every hair and beard seems to be lifelike, exactly like Gandalf the wizard from Lord of the Rings!

Saint Gandalf!

More importantly, behind that stone slab was a huge machine that was clearly out of step with the civilization of this era, radiating a dazzling light.

If I'm not mistaken, the way to find the wishing machine must be hidden in this stone slab!

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. It seemed that the five players present had discovered some incredible clue during the auction.

Could it be that this world is also connected to their understanding of the Middle-earth worldview?

The other collectors present seemed uninterested in the item, and very few bid. Captain Wang Lu, after determining that no one was bidding against him, cautiously raised his hand.

The starting price was 300,000, which had now been raised to 600,000, while Captain Wang Lu raised his hand and bid 800,000 silver coins.

Eight hundred thousand isn't too outrageous, but it's not much value for a stone slab of unknown origin, and sure enough, no one else was willing to make a bid.

Just when Captain Wang Lu thought he had it all figured out, a discordant voice rang out from the second floor.

"One million five hundred thousand."

The conference hall erupted in a flurry of chatter and discussion.

The buyers all looked up towards the second floor. The governor's calm and casual tone as he tossed out 1.5 million seemed as relaxed as if he were casually deciding what to eat for dinner. He had even sent a small note to Captain Wang Luhai.

"Help me run a few deliveries, and this stone slab will be yours. A few deliveries for a stone slab worth 1.5 million, isn't that a good deal?"

"Fuck your mother's money!"

Wang Lufei couldn't help but curse in his hometown dialect, "That bastard Governor!"

Captain Wang Lu clenched his fist and crumpled the note in his hand into a ball.

He glared at the man high above on the third-floor platform, gritting his teeth. "Do you want to use this stone slab to make me work for you?"

However, the astronomical price of 1.5 million made Captain Wang Lu hesitate, and his face turned pale and embarrassed.

"One and a half million silver coins once! One and a half million silver coins twice! One and a half million..."

The emcee's voice seemed to mock him as it pierced his ears. Wang Lufei clenched his fists, and a daring plan surfaced in his mind.

Just as the auctioneer raised his gavel, ready to strike, a voice suddenly interrupted the other party's announcement.

"Wait a moment."

Everyone around looked at Lele. Suddenly, Bai Ge raised his hand, holding a gold card between two fingers, and calmly said, "I'll raise the price for Captain Wang Lu's ship to 87 million."

"Eight, eighty-seven million?"

The entire venue erupted in chaos. Even the high-ranking governor was unsettled and stood up to look at the young man before him.

Even Captain Wang Lu was stunned. Just who was this guy? Eighty-seven million silver coins, not eighty-seven million ghost money! Anyone who dared to bid recklessly at an auction would probably be hanged on a street lamp before even stepping out the door.

The emcee was completely stunned. He had never seen such a large sum of money at an auction before. To make sure he hadn't misheard, he repeated himself and asked, "You mean 87 million silver coins?"

"No, we do not have 87 million in cash."