Chapter Forty-Four: Sky-High Price

  Not long after Gallos left, Grian came over with a sly look on his face.

  "That young man wants to talk business with you, are you interested?"

  Lin Li took one look at Ge Rui'an's expression and knew that this old fellow must have gotten some benefits again: "What business? Tell me about it..."

  "Three bottles of magical potion, as for the reward... " Grian held up three fingers, his face somewhat exaggerated: "You can choose any three items from the Mannis family's equipment warehouse!"

  "Not interested!"

  "Whoa!" Grian felt his legs go weak and almost brought up the old illness, barely managed to steady himself by holding onto the chair, and before he could even adjust his tilted mage hat, the old man was already shouting in exasperation: "You're not interested?!"

  Facing the sudden anger of the elder, a group of magicians were instantly frightened, each and every one of them staring at Ge Lan in trepidation, their bodies shrinking back as much as possible, afraid that the old man would splatter blood on them. For a time, a large area around Lin was emptied, with only him sitting there calmly, even stretching out his hand to point at Ge Lan's head, kindly reminding him to pay attention to his image.

  "Your hat is crooked..."

  "Ugh..." Grian was taken aback, hastily adjusting his monk's hat, but only halfway through the motion, he remembered why he was angry in the first place: "Damn it, don't change the subject! I'm asking you a question, are you out of your mind?! The Mannis family treasures, these are things that people can't even dream of, and you're not interested when given the chance to choose three items? You little brat, are you trying to infuriate me to death?"

  "Sit down first, listen to me slowly...” Lin Li forcibly pulled Gruen back into his seat before continuing: “You said you're also a person of some age now, how come your temper is still so big, it's too easy to get excited and hurt your body... Honestly, this business isn't worth it.”

  "What's not worth it?" Grian's anger disappeared as soon as he heard the word "business", especially when he heard "not worth it", he was stunned, staring at Lin Li with a face full of doubt.

  "This Mana Potion isn't as easy to prepare as you think."

  Gregory heard this and suddenly became anxious: "Can't even you match up?"

  "It's not that I can't afford it, but the materials are too hard to get." Lin Li shook his head and stretched out one hand, counting them off one by one: "Essence of water and fire elements, high-level demon blood, magic crystals above level 15... do you have a way to get these things?"

  "I do have one magic crystal of level 15 and above, as for the others..."

  "Never mind."

  Lin Liyu concluded with this one sentence.

  There's actually another reason he didn't mention, mainly because saying it out loud might scare Greeran. The old man is already in his sixties, and if something bad were to happen, he wouldn't be able to live with himself.

  The Mannis family is indeed the richest in Galos, and Lin Li also believes that their collection within the family is extremely rich. However, choosing three pieces of equipment is actually meaningless to Lin Li. As a five-system master, as long as he has enough materials in his hands, what equipment can't he get?

  Gideon thought for a moment and still didn't give up: "Why don't I go ask Iselra again to see if he has enough materials on hand?"

  "You go ask then..." Lin Li didn't really have any interest in this matter, but seeing Gruenn so enthusiastic, he couldn't bear to dampen his spirits.

  At this time, he was actually more concerned about the auction in the hall.

  Now there are only ten bottles of Oru's medicine left, and two of the three big families are still eyeing them covetously.

  Especially the Saruman family, from head to toe, not even one bottle was captured. Now these last ten bottles have thoroughly pushed them to the edge of the cliff, just like what Old Merlin said at the beginning: thirty fifth-level magicians falling into one's own hands can only be considered as adding flowers to brocade, but if they fall into the hands of competitors, it is absolutely a fatal threat.

  "Five hundred thousand!" Kevin's hammer had barely fallen when Ruben Salazar called out the astonishing price.

  Lin Li and Ge Rian stared at each other, this auction had far exceeded the two's expectations, hundreds of thousands of gold coins, plus a hundred sets of fine magic equipment, if these last ten bottles were to be sold at a sky-high price, the two feared that they would really have to resort to using money to smash people...

  They exchanged a sparkling glance, but Xiao Meilin's face turned green with regret.

  If I had known things would develop to this point, I should have made my move earlier. Just now, I fired nine bottles in a row, and if I could get those nine bottles of Orfa medicine, why would I be forced to cross swords with the Saruman family? The whole city of Gallos knows that Ruben-Saruman is a madman, and a madman won't reason with you. Look, look, this cheap person comes up and suddenly throws out 5 million, does he even leave a way for people to survive?

  When she heard the price, Xiao Meilin felt her scalp exploding, but she had to grit her teeth and bear it. Before leaving, Matthew had instructed her to get at least ten bottles of Olfactory potion, but now the three pitiful bottles in her hand didn't even add up to half that amount...

  "Five hundred and fifty thousand!" Little Mei Lin also made up her mind and thoroughly followed Lu Ben - Sa Luman.

  Keruben-Saruman is a character who can kill with just one word from his father or brother, without even blinking an eye. He raised the price by 100,000 again: "Six hundred and fifty thousand!"

  Xiao Meilin only felt her heart bleeding, she had a total of just over 800,000 gold coins in her hand, if she followed the price increase speed of this madman Lu Ben, she was afraid that after just two rounds, she would be completely kicked out of the competition for Oufa medicine.

  "Seven hundred thousand!" When she shouted out this price, Little Mei Lin really felt like her liver was aching...

  "800,000!"

  Ruben-Salomon's price came out, and everyone present thoroughly believed that this guy was a madman. Eighty million gold coins were thrown away, and he didn't even frown. This is absolutely the real sky-high price! Even if it's an Ofar potion, with eighty million gold coins, you can smash out ten fifth-level mages...

  Xiao Meilin felt a sudden darkness in front of her eyes, almost spitting out blood. This guy was truly crazy. He didn't even have the strength to speak now, barely lifting his arm, clinging to his last shred of luck, and with great difficulty, he reported a price: "Eight... eighty-two million..."

  "You won."