After the eleventh round of auctions, the successful bidder not only lost one pair of hands, but also lost his own arms, the health of some organs, a ten-year life span, experience, specialties...
It can be said that the price he paid in the end was dozens of times the starting requirement.
But the madness continues.
In the twelfth round of the auction "Freedom", the successful bidder lost his freedom and could only live within an area of five square meters all day long. In order to squeeze out other competitors, he also donated two of his own
Ten years of life, perception, family background...
An unwilling person like Winnie cannot understand the meaning of living worse than a dog.
But she also knew that she had to seize the opportunity.
Now there are only eight living quotas left, and there are still 16 powerful people.
The survival rate and death rate are both 50%.
"I would like to invite you for the thirteenth auction item." The host seemed to become more excited as the powerful people went crazy again and again. "Everyone is rich and has a bright future. The future is full of unlimited possibilities. But there are some people
, their future is fixed, their upper limit is pitifully low...all the wealth at their disposal in the future begins to be auctioned."
The rich and powerful can see a strong sense of revenge against themselves from the contents of the auction items.
If they had known about the existence of karma in the world, they would not have dared to engage in such shameful deeds.
Unfortunately it's too late to say anything now.
"Wait a minute, does all the wealth at your disposal in the future refer to...all the money you earn from others in the future?" someone asked.
"It's not just money, it includes everything of value, including everything you enjoy." The host answered, "But it won't be so cruel. If you don't allow anything of value, you will starve to death immediately.
So. Therefore, the maximum total wealth that can be held cannot exceed three copper coins, and at the same time, you cannot enjoy benefits worth more than three copper coins."
Three copper coins!
This little money is only enough to eat three or four decent meals in the slums!
As for the worst group housing in the slums, the daily room fee is two copper coins!
In addition, he must be wearing clothes, and clothes will also occupy the total wealth. In any case, the wealth that can be consumed at the same time is only two copper coins.
"Can't your wealth ever exceed three copper coins?"
"Yes, forever. Moreover, wealth needs to be earned by oneself." the host said.
"Isn't that just like a beggar? No, worse than a beggar!"
"That's right! I can only barely make ends meet for the rest of my life and can't do anything!"
"This is too harsh. Even if we want to deprive us of future disposable wealth, the standard must be raised a little higher, for example, two silver coins or two gold coins!"
The response from the powerful was huge.
The amount of three copper coins will probably make it impossible for them to rent even the cheapest group house in their lifetime. Even if they can rent it, they have to either ensure that they have a place to sleep or that they have enough to eat. They cannot have both.
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Winnie, who was determined to try to bid no matter what, couldn't accept it and could only continue to remain silent.
Other dignitaries really couldn't accept it, and it was rare that no one participated in the auction immediately.
It's not like they haven't seen beggars before.
And this donation is even worse than being a beggar.
Even if they are alive, they will have to live in no fixed place and suffer from hunger all their lives, as if all the suffering in the world is prepared for them.
Compared with our current life, the gap is indescribably huge.
In short, some people would rather die than live like this.
"What do you think?" Qiao Dun was a little moved. He was really afraid that he would not be able to compete with others in the following rounds.
"Can't choose." Winnie closed her eyes, sighed resignedly, and shook her head.
"But looking at it now, the next one will definitely not be much better. If we want to survive, we have to choose one." Qiao Dun said, "How about you think of another way? See if you can find a way to get the host to lower his standards?"
Winnie gave a bitter smile and looked at Jordan, who still had illusions: "That is a power we cannot understand at all. How can we resist?"
"You will always find a way, right?" Qiao Dun said pitifully.
"You're begging me like this, why not beg that person." Winnie tilted her head towards where Lin was standing.
"He..." Qiao Dun looked at Linn timidly. He wanted to say that he didn't want to provoke a mysterious man who was no different from a god of death, but suddenly he felt as if he had seen this man somewhere.
Lin En felt Jordan's gaze and turned to look at him.
Qiao Dun immediately felt as if he was electrocuted, his whole body trembled, and he quickly averted his eyes.
"Heh." Linn ignored it.
I thought that because he was so good at pretending, he was a person more worthy of revenge than Murphy William.
Unexpectedly, in fact, he was even worse than Murphy William, who didn't even have the courage to look at himself.
These people lost the support of their families, and their weak and vulnerable nature was exposed.
And this nature will always dampen Lin En's enthusiasm for revenge, making him think about why he wants to take revenge on an ant as if facing a powerful enemy.
It's no different than punching cotton with all your strength.
"I...bid." Viscount Oscar became the first person to participate in the bidding.
He asked himself, but he was actually not sure whether this choice was the right one and whether he could really accept it.
Could it be that one day in the future, I will despair of such a life and finally commit suicide?
But one thing is clear.
If no one robs him, he can survive.
Whether he can't accept such a life anymore and whether he wants to live or die is his own decision. At least it doesn't have to be like now, where all the initiative is in the hands of mysterious forces.
After a while, only one dignitary also participated in the bidding.
Having made up his mind, Viscount Oscar gritted his teeth, donated an extra twenty years of his life, scared off the opponent, and successfully bid for it.
Considering that I am middle-aged, I am able to donate another twenty years of my life so boldly mainly because of the auction item itself.
Viscount Oscar believed that it might not be a good thing to live so miserable and lose twenty years of life. If the time comes that you really can't accept this kind of life and want to die, so many years of life will become a burden.
As for if you can accept it, you will definitely not be able to fall in love with this kind of life. Even if you die, you will no longer be reluctant to leave this world.
If Lin En could hear his voice, she might enthusiastically step forward and ask if she needed help.
It's just a "whoosh" of a coin.
Very quickly and very gently.
After the waiter took Viscount Oscar into the VIP room, the auction continued.
The remaining fifteen people compete for the last seven survival spots.
"Please invite me for the fourteenth auction item. I only think from my personal perspective that everyone will have something higher than life in their heart. It may be your dream, your money, your power, your
Relatives, loved ones, may also... be your reputation. For some people, being spurned by thousands of people is more uncomfortable than death. Then, the bidding for reputation begins."