What is the most expensive in the world?

gold?

diamond?

Or the element francium worth $1 billion per gram?

None!

The most expensive thing in the world is "opportunity"!

With opportunity, there are thousands of possible outcomes.

People who regret wasting their time have a chance, maybe they can be 18 again;

People who have missed their loved ones have the opportunity to win back their significant other;

Only when soldiers have the opportunity can they grow into generals who command thousands of armies;

Now Li Mo is selling such an opportunity. He waved his hands and said in a high voice: "An opportunity to become the first person in the world."

Prince Faisal's eyes lit up.

Musk's face was ashen.

"Our Mozi Science and Technology Laboratory has planned to build a permanent human base on Mars. The size of the base will be enough to accommodate 4,000 people. So in addition to the necessary scientific researchers, we will also invite a group of social people to settle in." See the audience.

Everyone was excited, and Li Mo felt that the time had come to solve the mystery.

"What is being auctioned today is the first quota. The person who owns this quota will become the first earthling to live on Mars."

After thinking for a moment, he added: "Of course, this auction is only for quotas. Mars residents must also pay a certain amount of living expenses every day. After all, it is not easy to maintain the life of earthlings on Mars."

The words have not yet fallen

The big dog owner in the Middle East who had just criticized him repeatedly raised his hand.

Very good, now you know how to be polite. Li Mo was very satisfied with the big dog's performance and nodded lightly.

"Dear Professor Li Mo, I am Prince Faisal from Shaft." Prince Faisal tried his best to show an unprecedented humility on his face: "Do the Earthlings who have become residents of Mars have free control?

holiday."

The title of the first Mars resident is enough for him to leave his name in the history of mankind, which is really attractive. However, Prince Faisal does not feel that he can give up his current "romantic" life on earth.

Li Mo smiled slightly, and of course he understood what this wealthy businessman was thinking, "Of course, in fact, as long as you pay enough for the bed, it doesn't matter whether you stay on Mars or return to Earth."

"Do you think so?"

Just what I want

Prince Faisal nodded hurriedly.

"Then let's start this auction." Li Mo decided to abandon Xie An, the professional auctioneer behind him who looked resentful, and personally host the auction.

"Before the auction, there is one more thing that everyone should pay attention to, that is, this quota is only an opportunity. This opportunity is based on the completion of the Mars base."

Isn’t this crowdfunding? Several business-minded bosses in the audience immediately understood. It’s just that crowdfunding is about selecting a group of sheep and shedding the wool. This auction is about catching a fat sheep and shedding it hard.

However, this does not affect their enthusiasm for raising signs. After all, living on Mars is something that even these well-informed bosses have never experienced.

Moreover, Mozi Technology's "word of mouth" is enough to guarantee the results of this crowdfunding. After all, with the Navigator that can travel through space at will, the establishment of a Mars base is not a utopia.

Li Mo imitated the auctioneer on TV and shouted loudly: "50 million US dollars at a time!"

In a warm atmosphere, the 20 million yuan was directly raised to 50 million yuan by a European shipbuilding boss.

"$50 million for the first time!"

"Wait a minute, the young man at the back who looks academically knowledgeable offers $60 million!"

The Japanese who held the sign bowed and apologized to everyone, looking determined to win.

"$60 million for the first time!"

"$60 million for the second time!"

"The elder in the blue robe offers $70 million!"

Li Mo shouted with joy, it was getting closer and closer to his psychological expectation.

"$70 million for the first time!"

"Elegant lady in the second row, offered for $80 million."

"$80 million for the first time!"

.....

"This handsome young man who looks like he comes from a big family is offering $100 million!"

Li Mo is already satisfied with US$100 million. After all, this is just a quota.

"First time for $100 million!"

“$100 million for the second time!”

"One hundred million dollars..."

Just when he was about to announce the quota, he saw the big dog in the back row slowly holding up a sign with the word "3" on it.

3?

Of course it can’t be 3 US dollars. Could it be 300 million US dollars?

Li Mo's heart was beating wildly and he cast an inquiring look at the big dog owner.

"I offer 300 million US dollars!" Prince Faisal stood up and looked around.

300 million?

Oh my god?

....

Whispers spread. With a net worth of tens of billions, US$300 million does not seem like much, but it is just a quota.

“$300 million for the first time!”

"$300 million for the second time!"

“$300 million for the third time!”

Li Mo hit the table hard with the auction gavel in his hand.

The final word

"Congratulations to Prince Faisal from Safit, who is about to become the first resident of Mars."

Musk looked remorseful.

Prince Faisal's clenched fists were slightly clenched, and then he loosened them slightly. He made a lot of money by winning this spot for US$300 million.

Having experienced auctions for a long time, he knows that only by quoting a high price can he psychologically deter potential opponents. This is a kind of auction game theory, which he has studied with great concentration.

Of course, the regretful look on the face of the Rockets maniac in the front row is enough to prove the correctness of his strategy.

Now it's time to enjoy the fruits of victory!

After each auction, Prince Faisal has the habit of personally taking over the collection from the seller. In his opinion, this is a sign of respect for the huge amount of money spent.

Prince Faisal enjoyed this feeling very much. He slowly walked towards the booth with a look of anticipation on his face.

Li Mo, who had earned US$300 million, was about to put away his suitcases on the wooden table when he suddenly spotted Prince Faisal very close to him.

Is this what you want?

Only then did Li Mo realize that he didn't have any supporting documents to hand over to this big dog.

What to do?

He patted his head and there it was!

He took out a piece of white paper from the suitcase and quickly wrote on it: "The first inhabitant of Mars" in seven large characters.

Then he solemnly handed the piece of white paper to Prince Faisal, who looked stunned.

Is this always okay?

Anyway, the quota has been auctioned out, do you want it?

"Is this okay?" Prince Faisal looked at the white paper handed over and was speechless for a while. He wanted at least an official document with an official seal.

However, the great scientist in front of him had no such awareness at all, and Prince Faisal could only helplessly shake his head.

"Professor Li!" Li Mo was about to leave the auction house when the man who had been sitting blankly in the front row suddenly stood up.

It's Musk, the rocket maniac from country M.

"What's the matter with you?" Li Mo asked hesitantly. There seemed to be no friendship between them.

Musk stared into his eyes with a serious look on his face: "Excuse me, how sure is your Mozi Technology's Mars base project of success?"

To spy on the enemy? However, Li Mo didn't think this kind of information was worth keeping secret, because in the face of strong enough strength, all conspiracies were useless.

He thought for a moment and said, "My personal estimated success rate is 100%!"

"100%?" Musk took a step back as if he was struck by lightning.

Immediately, the shock on his face faded and was replaced by a look of expectation: "I will offer you US$500 million in exchange for an opportunity!"

"An opportunity worth US$500 million?" Li Mo looked confused.

"Don't worry, I don't want to get involved in your Mars base. I only have a small wish." Musk's face showed a strange brilliance, "After death, my ashes will be scattered on the land of Mars!"

Buried on Mars?

It's a strange request, but there is no law that prohibits burying people on Mars.

This deal is done!
Chapter completed!