They all call me an Outer God.

"Butler, please see if I have any organs that can be sold. Hurry up and put my kidneys and corneas up as well!"

"No matter what, housekeeper, you are also putting your kidneys and corneas on the line!"

The madness of human nature was fully revealed at this moment, and Sullivan in the stands was also dumbfounded.

He had imagined that the item would be in great demand, but he didn't expect it to be to this extent. For a moment, he was so dazed that he thought he was dreaming.

"Mr. Kercha, as you can see, they are already crazy enough. I think I win our bet."

"Are you satisfied with just this?"

Schwar looked down at those people who had lost their so-called "etiquette" without any emotion, but the smile on his face grew bigger and bigger, and a part of the fleeting golden pupil unconsciously appeared on the surface of his skin.

"Don't you think this scene is not exciting enough? Some people have lost everything, so we should also give them some subsidies."

"what?"

"They can get even crazier."

As he spoke, Swar's gaze shifted to the gold coins that were attracting everyone's attention.

And it was at this moment that the number of gold coins, which were originally small and could still lie safely on the velvet cloth, suddenly increased dramatically. Then, gold coins suddenly began to fall from the ceiling of the auction venue, falling towards the crowd in an instant like rain.

"No!" Bowen, who was in another room, finally realized that something was controlling everything in the venue on his behalf.

He quickly wanted to get up from his seat to stop it, but at this moment, the woman in his arms entangled him like a water snake and stretched out a hand to cover his mouth tightly.

"you dare!"

Bowen was angrily trying to push her away. He didn't understand why his "puppet" suddenly stopped obeying him and developed self-awareness and tried to restrain himself.

"After all, I am a meme level 5 transcendent. Do you think I will fall for your little trick?!"

His muscles swelled up all over his body, and in an instant, the oppressive feeling belonging to Meme Five spread rapidly outward in a spider web-like manner from the Count, almost distorting time and space and tearing everything touched by this pressure into pieces.

The lady also smiled slightly, and her body quickly turned black and twisted. Hundreds of tentacles were like a bunch of poisonous snakes entangled together and difficult to separate. Those tentacles filled the entire room at the speed of light, suppressing all changes. Then thousands of pupils opened and closed on the surface of those tentacles.

As an incarnation arranged in advance by the Nameless Mist, the pressure of His Meme One was also inadvertently released a little bit.

“… Ugh… Aaaaaaaaaaa——”

After witnessing the undisguised and contaminated body of the mythical creature, Bowen turned into a pool of meat paste with a hideous look on his face. He was actually dead.

But Sval will not let him die so easily. No one can die here before completing the task assigned by Riya.

Even if they die, they must fulfill their duties as "audience".

Then Bowen himself came back to life the next moment.

He was still sitting in the chair drinking red wine, still with the beauty in his arms, no different from before.

The only difference was probably that he had already taken the riot of the audience for granted.

Even though there were some people in the audience who were dying due to being squeezed and trampled, Bowen just regarded them as sacrifices to be offered to the disaster star, and believed that everything they did was for the disaster star.

"Make a fuss. The bigger the fuss, the sooner the Almighty will pay attention to this place."

"He hasn't had a decent meal in a long time. All the fear and death here will become his nourishment."

The auction is still going on. No matter how crazy the first round of auction is, it will eventually come to an end.

After the gold supply fell from the sky and some smart person in the crowd came up with the idea of ​​joining forces with his allies to get the mysterious item at a crushing price, the total auction price of this key gold coin successfully reached a value that normal people could not even imagine. The person who got it was very happy, and in order to make up for his loss and to shut up everyone at the scene, he generously split the mysterious item and then distributed the gold split from the mysterious item to everyone.

After all, except for the main gold coins, the rest of the gold coins cannot be split.

Despite this, there were still groups in the crowd who wanted to kill him and replace him. However, with so many people around, people still had to maintain superficial harmony and joy. For a while, congratulations were endless, and the buyer was praised to the point of being a little flattered.

Sullivan watched the scene below, and could hardly hide his disgust: "I really want to drop a bomb and blow them all up."

"It's not the right time yet. The fun of this auction is yet to come."

The smile that Swar put on Riya's face was so deceptive that it was impossible not to be convinced.

Sullivan nodded after hearing this and decided to continue reading.

It’s just that with the first item as a backdrop, the following items, no matter how good they are, always seem boring.

"…An antique pocket watch used by Queen Victoria? Who would like this…The starting price is one schwarz!?"

"Phoenix's egg, does anyone really believe that it's real?"

"I feel like that elf specimen looks like a dummy with dragonfly wings attached to it."

"A black slave was sold for eleven pieces of paper and eleven schwartz? That's a living person!"

It was Sullivan’s first time to come into contact with the upper class, and he really couldn’t understand what people here considered expensive and cheap.

Luxury goods have infinitely surpassed life. Here, human life is worthless.

The key point is that since the first round of auctions, the prices of things in the back have depreciated too seriously.

The man who had won the gold coin in the previous auction was also very ostentatious. In order to show off his newly acquired mysterious item, he announced that he would pay for everything today.

Looking at the other party's smug attitude, Sullivan believed that there were many people at the scene who were ungrateful and wanted to kill people.

If the auction ended like this, he might not survive the night.

Intermission.

"ha…………"

Sullivan was a little tired. Although the items to be auctioned were varied, he just felt bored. He also understood why those people liked to put the heavy things in the finale.

If the beginning is heavy, then unless the following content continues to be heavy, it will easily make people feel boring or even bored.

"When will the last item come?"

"What's the finale item?"

Sullivan was thinking about this with his eyelids drooping, and at this moment, the person next to him tapped his cane gently, which made Sullivan sober up a little.

"Did you find any pattern?"

"What's the pattern?"

"The starting price for these auction items all starts at one schwar."

(End of this chapter)