When the warrior finished speaking, the black stone slabs around him flickered. Ten minutes was not a very long time.
As time passed, people poured into the Wanmeng Chamber of Commerce like a tide.
An image appears on the huge screen, presenting the auction items in front of the players.
After seeing the auction items clearly and confirming that they were completely consistent with the previous publicity information, the crowd around them could no longer suppress their inner restlessness. Loud waves sounded one after another, and countless voices shouted and urged the auction to start as soon as possible.
meeting.
Tier 3 equipment is in short supply!
It's no wonder that the players present reacted so fiercely, because the items displayed on the screen were too tempting. They were the hottest third-level red quality equipment at this stage, ranging from breastplates to staffs.
Li Tian, who was in the VIP room, couldn't help but be startled when he saw this scene. He destroyed a guild and randomly picked up a bunch of equipment and threw it into the Wanmeng Chamber of Commerce. How could he cause such a big sensation?
It's really surprising.
Although there was news that the Wanmeng Chamber of Commerce would auction a considerable amount of third-level equipment, no one expected that TMD would be so generous and sell out more than a thousand pieces of third-level equipment at once, and the lowest quality was purple quality.
How many level 3 monsters do you have to knock down or how many times do you have to fight level 3 dungeons to have a chance of getting it?
Of course, no one thought about the source of the equipment in other aspects at all.
"Everyone be quiet for a moment"
An auctioneer walked to the stage and stood in the center of the screen.
The crowd around him immediately held their breath, and thousands of pairs of eyes stared at the auctioneer. Those fire-breathing eyes seemed to burn the appetizing bastard in front of them.
"What does this guy want to do? There's no auction yet!"
"If there are more than 1,800 people, it won't be a bloody fight?"
"What on earth does this bastard want to auction? It won't be auctioning equipment piece by piece, right?" A guild member suddenly said.
"That's not true. There are so many items and there are no final items. Who has time to sit here and wait for such a long time?"
Various thoughts were spreading in the hearts of the surrounding players. The auctioneer smiled slightly, as if he had seen through the players' worries, and explained: "Don't worry, everyone, this batch of third-level equipment is definitely not being auctioned one by one. Everyone should see the screen
The equipment on the equipment has a clear price. Each player can choose to compete through the button on the seat. When two people compete for a piece of equipment at the same time, the highest bidder will get the equipment. The waiting time is three seconds."
The screen refresh time is 10 minutes, and the number of equipment that can be accommodated on the entire screen is one hundred.
As he said that, the auctioneer suddenly showed an embarrassed look, "Before the auction begins, I must announce a restriction. The first thing I must state is that this restriction was not proposed by our Wanmeng Chamber of Commerce, but by the employer who entrusted us with the auction.
It’s requested. So, if I offend you, please don’t be offended.”
"Members of the original Scar Guild are prohibited from participating in this auction." The auctioneer said apologetically: "Members of the original Scar Guild should be aware of the capabilities of the Wanmeng Chamber of Commerce. If you insist on staying in the auction, don't blame our Wanmeng Chamber of Commerce for being ruthless. I reiterate,
This is a restriction imposed by the consignor, and our bank is only responsible for auctioning this batch of third-level equipment."
As soon as this sentence was finished, less than half of the nearly 10,000 players present immediately turned extremely ugly, and many people seemed to have thought of something and snorted angrily, turning around and leaving the auction team.
At this time, the welcome voice sounded again, and he said with a smile: "Of course, the client also proposed a compromise method. Members of the original Scar Guild can also buy equipment if they want, but they must sign a contract within half a year.
You are not allowed to join the guild established by the original Scar Guild President. In this way, you can also participate in this auction. Again, this is the consignor's restriction. Our bank is only supporting the auction items and conveying the consignor's wishes. "
A strange atmosphere quickly spread among the surrounding crowd. After Li Tian looked at the struggling and angry expressions on some people's faces, he smiled knowingly.
King Zhifeng on the side couldn't help but frown, "Brother Li Tian, the Scar Guild has been wiped out by you, why bother to stop this matter? In fact, you don't have much grudge against the Scar Guild."
"President King, when I destroyed the Scar Guild, they already hated me to the core," Li Tian explained, "You must not be soft-hearted when dealing with your enemies."
"Yes." The king's style suddenly dawned. Suddenly, several messages came from the red-haired warriors guild channel.
At the entrance of the Wanmeng Chamber of Commerce, a group of players came in. The buyers who were hesitating whether the equipment was suitable immediately took pictures of the equipment, for fear that more players would appear later.
However, with the influx of this group of players, many more players entered the auction site.
These people are all guild members from other cities, and the gold coins they bring are unimaginable.
For a time, the prices of all equipment were increased by a notch without realizing it.
Wangzhe Zhifeng never expected that it would bring about this effect. His face was not good-looking. The funds brought by the guild members he called did not seem to be sufficient. Fortunately, the red-haired warrior bought 800 yuan from Li Tian in advance.
pieces of equipment.
After looking at the time, Li Tian said: "President King, let's go to the Bull Tavern for a drink."
…
The two of them were still sitting at the table in the corner of the Bull Tavern, and they were still ordering ale. Li Tian had a special liking for the ale here, although the price was not the most expensive.
After Li Tian asked some questions about the Beast Temple, he said goodbye to King Zhi Feng.
There are a lot of things that need to be prepared for this beast temple, and it took three days to gather the materials.
During this period, I met many former members of the Scar Guild. They all wanted revenge, and they could also be said to have come here specifically to die.
Li Tian expressed his confusion at the madness of these people who knew they would die but still came to his door.
When Li Tian arrived at the agreed place three days later, he directly told the red-haired warrior what he had experienced in the past few days.
And King Zhifeng said with a smile, "Brother Li Tian, they are not thinking about revenge, but more about luck. It doesn't matter if they die once. If they are lucky enough to kill Brother Li Tian once, they will make a lot of money. What you have on you is precious.
Quite simply, the elf godhead in the backpack is enough to drive everyone crazy."
"That makes sense." Li Tian nodded. He did not explain that the elf's godhead had been integrated into his body. There was indeed another godhead in his backpack, but this godhead was erupted from the Scarred Guild Leader.
"Purple Cloud Wilderness, the Holy Land of the Beast Clan"
King Zhifeng looked at everything in front of him, "Brother Li Tian, the center of this wild desert is the Beast Temple."
"By the way, brother Li Tian, how much jelly grass I asked you to prepare now?"
Li Tian replied, "More than thirty trees are enough for us to cross the desert back and forth."