Chapter 2097 - 2090: He’s Numbing Us
"Humans are too arrogant!"
Zhang Menglong’s words instantly sparked the anger of nearly all races present; he clearly had the word "arrogant" written all over his face.
"We absolutely cannot let them win the auction for this War Fortress! Otherwise, won’t their tails reach up to the heavens?"
"If they really manage to bid for it, no race will be able to restrict humans currently."
"Ten billion Supreme Crystals, who has ten billion?"
"Divine Primordial Civilization offers eleven billion!"
Under the hopeful gaze of other races, Divine Primordial Civilization, facing immense pressure, decided to give it a try, even though the chances were extremely slim. But what if this is indeed the last bit of human funds?
"Ah, it seems you guys are still too naive, thinking this ten billion Supreme Crystals is my ultimate limit," Zhang Menglong leisurely crossed his legs and slowly said, "Humans offer twenty billion Supreme Crystals!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the adventurers from Divine Primordial Civilization turned gloomy.
Twenty billion Supreme Crystals, perhaps they need to sell their entire race’s Main City to gather such a huge amount of funds.
"Twenty-one billion Supreme Crystals!"
Unexpectedly, Divine Primordial Civilization called out an even higher price!
"You guys..." The adventurers of the Ozer race looked at Divine Primordial Civilization in surprise, according to their intelligence, even if Divine Primordial Civilization hid some assets, it was absolutely impossible to reach twenty billion Supreme Crystals.
"Could it be..." The adventurers of the Ozer race thought of a possibility, in this battlefield, the living environments of many races were extremely harsh.
Some unlucky ones have their Main Cities built at the junction of several powerful races, and once those races fight, it’s a battle between gods and mortals suffer.
So at this time, they must seek shelter and assistance to avoid such unlucky situations, those stronger races will deliberately evade those weaker races on account of the top-level races, lest they bring trouble upon themselves.
But seeking shelter naturally comes at a price, now, perhaps is the time for those races to pay up!
Indeed, just as Ozer race guessed, once they got wind of the information about humans, they brought this news back to their race and immediately took measures to gather funds.
Those small races indeed don’t have many Supreme Crystals, races below sixth-class, having a few million Supreme Crystals is already the limit.
But a large race, their subsidiary races often number in the thousands, Divine Primordial Civilization, an example of a top-level race, possesses truly alarming numbers of subsidiaries!
In just half a day, the funds they assembled already exceeded fifty billion Supreme Crystals!
Not only them, other races also adopted similar actions, they’ve reached a consensus, the human race cannot be left untouched!
Zhang Menglong just arrived on this battlefield for a short time? Yet the entire battlefield already has such a state of extreme imbalance. If humans survive this Myriad Tribes contest, perhaps humans will become overwhelmingly dominant in the future!
They hold a vast amount of Ancient Relics, which is a settled fact; they can’t change it. They absolutely cannot let Zhang Menglong acquire more treasures.
Otherwise, not only would they fail to crush humans, but this Myriad Tribes contest, the entire battlefield could be swept by humans!
Zhang Menglong really did not anticipate becoming the public enemy of the entire battlefield at this moment.
"Menglong, there’s something wrong with their own resources!" Zhang Menglong doesn’t know the details about the top-level races, nor their assets, but Dominic and others have been around here long enough to hear a bit.
Humans, long ago, also had a period ranked as a fifth-class race, qualifying for the Myriad Tribes Bazaar. Those top-level races are rich, but their Supreme Crystals would never exceed ten billion pieces!
"They’re probably pooling resources from other races," Ozer quietly speculated, "Just Divine Primordial Civilization alone reportedly has 540,000 subsidiary races. Although those races are weak, they can still muster hundreds of thousands or millions of Supreme Crystals to support them by gritting their teeth."
"Can they really do that?" Zhang Menglong showed a displeased look, thinking other races shouldn’t be able to produce more money, and was eager to see other auction items.
"So, they may already have over a trillion Supreme Crystals?" Zhang Menglong muttered, "But borrowing those Supreme Crystals, they must have promised something, right? But my possessions are not so easy to snatch!"
"Two hundred and fifteen billion!" Zhang Menglong shouted.
"Humans bid two hundred and fifteen billion!"
"Hahaha, did you notice? They probably don’t have much money left!"
"That’s it, just now they increased by a hundred billion once, now only five billion, showing they lack confidence to continue such reckless bidding."
"I thought they really had an endless supply of Supreme Crystals!"
"For the upcoming items, humans won’t get a single one!"
"Divine Primordial Civilization, two hundred and twenty billion!" Divine Primordial Civilization’s adventurers also seemed to have grown more confident.
"Human race, two hundred and twenty-one billion!" Zhang Menglong continued to shout.
"Only increased by one billion? Seems like they’re really out of funds!"
"Hahaha, serves them right, bought so many items recklessly before and now their pockets are empty at these finale auction items!"
"Love to flaunt! Love to show off! This Ultimate War Fortress will be humanity’s doom!"
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"Spirit Wind Race, two hundred and twenty-five billion!"
As humans gradually laid low, other races finally joined the competition, this War Fortress was simply too powerful, the top ten Super Races were unwilling to let go easily.
"Dragon Source Race, two hundred and thirty billion!"
"Scylla Race, two hundred and forty billion!"
"Carlock Race, two hundred and fifty billion!"
...
The bidding seemed to have entered a fever pitch, Zhang Menglong hadn’t raised the bid for many rounds.
"Human race, two hundred and sixty-one billion!" Zhang Menglong added another billion on the previous race’s bid.
"Divine Primordial Civilization, two hundred and seventy billion!"
"Human race, two hundred and seventy-one billion!"
"Carlock Race, two hundred seventy-five billion!"
"Human race, two hundred and seventy-six billion!"
...
Gradually, finally someone noticed something amiss. Regardless of who shouted the bid, whenever the price seemed to stop rising, Zhang Menglong would always add another billion!
Whenever others thought Zhang Menglong’s funds were depleted, he’d pop up and raise the bid.
With every bid raised, a 1% Supreme Crystal fee is charged. By this point, every raise represents a loss of over two billion Supreme Crystals!
"There’s something wrong! He’s not out of funds; he’s deliberately pushing us to bid higher, making us lose those fees?"
Just by bidding, Divine Primordial Civilization has already wasted almost twenty billion Supreme Crystals!
Several other top ten races have also wasted billions, even tens of billions of Supreme Crystals!
Their total assets were only a few tens of billions of Supreme Crystals; for them, this isn’t merely a scrape, it’s a hemorrhaging wound!
"He’s... he’s lulling us into a trap!"