The wizard era begins with the alchemist wizard

Chapter 288 Starr Wrathful Soul Power Reactor

The auction house had a huge circular hall, and the huge crystal magic stone lamps illuminated the entire hall.

On one side of the hall was the auction table where the auctioneer sat, while the remaining half was filled with ornately decorated chairs.

Richard entered the hall, but he did not sit down on the chair in the hall. Aimen led the way for him and soon brought him to a private room.

Looking out the window of the room, the entire auction hall is in full view.

“Master, you are a distinguished guest of the Nine Stars Chamber of Commerce, so you don’t need to bid with others.

This is your private room. If you are satisfied with this room, you can reserve this room for future auctions held by the Nine Star Chamber of Commerce."

After saying that, Aimen smiled apologetically at Richard and left the private room.

He came here just to express his stance. Since the Nine Star Chamber of Commerce was holding an auction, security work was naturally the top priority.

He had to inspect many places to avoid any mistakes.

Richard and Bob sat down in the private room. Compared with Richard's calmness, Bob seemed a little restless.

"Brother Bob, what are you panicking about?"

Richard looked through the auction list and asked with his head down.

Bob took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

“Brother, you’re not in my position. I’ve been unusually calm these past two days.

Those old guys who are qualified to compete for the position of president must be planning some conspiracy now.

I feel like there is a knife hanging over my head right now."

Richard closed the auction book and said calmly, "There's nothing to be afraid of, Brother Bob. This battle is ultimately a test of your fighting ability.

Believe me, unless they invite great wizards or guardians of the wizarding world to come and support them, they will never be able to compete with you.

You should actually be more arrogant now. You have enough confidence. Why should you be afraid of a group of guys who are doomed to fail? "

Listening to Richard's slightly arrogant speech, Bob smiled bitterly and did not refute.

After all, he is a businessman at heart, and lacks Richard's ferocity as a dark wizard fighting on the battlefield.

"Brother, what do you think of these auction items?"

Bob changed the subject.

"...To be honest, after looking at your auction roster, I just feel like I need to catch up on my natural history courses when I get back."

Richard held the auction brochure and spoke in a humorous tone.

Richard had never even heard of most of the things in this manual. There were all kinds of strange and bizarre things from other worlds, which made Richard dazzled.

“Hahaha, not to mention you, brother. Even those old alchemy wizards who have lived for thousands of years will encounter things they don’t recognize when attending an auction of this scale.”

Bob smiled and took out a new auction brochure from his pocket and handed it to Richard.

Richard took it and found that the auction manual contained detailed appraisal reports of many auction items.

These appraisal reports are countless times better than the crude introductions in the auction brochures.

"This is our internal information, you can take a look at it, brother."

Richard flipped through the pages for a while and suddenly saw a page of auction items he had never seen before.

"Why is this auction item not included in the book you distributed to the public?"

Richard pointed to the auction brochure. The page contained an irregular polyhedron covered with strange patterns.

The identification result marked above is an unknown power source, which can output the energy of a standard magic stone per minute, and the duration is unknown.

"Oh, you're talking about this." Bob saw the page Richard had opened and explained, "This is a temporary item. A three-ring wizard spent a lot of money to get this thing when he traded with a star creature.

As a result, he couldn't figure it out, and recently he was in a lot of debt, so he had no choice but to auction it off."

Richard nodded: "I see."

But just as he was about to turn the page, Ulises' voice rang in his ears.

"Gah, wait, don't turn the page yet. Why does this thing look so familiar to me?"

look familiar?

Richard was slightly stunned. The gods civilization where Ulysses was located was unknown how far away it was from the wizard civilization.

As for the things in the wizarding world, except for some high-end materials, he had never seen Ulysses recognize them.

"Gah, this thing looks so much like the Starr Wrathful Soul Power Reactor produced in the Weird World."

Hearing that Ulysses had actually thought of something similar, Richard felt a flash of surprise in his heart.

"The wizard world is so far away from your civilization of gods that even if we exchange it with creatures from the astral realm, it is impossible for your things to appear."

Ulises stared at the pictures in the manual for a long time, and finally said uncertainly:
"Well, I'm not sure. The distance between the two civilizations is really too far.

Let’s see what the real thing looks like later.

If it really is the Starr Wrathful Power Reactor, it will be of great use to you.

This power reactor is famous for its ease of use among us. Many tools similar to your magic equipment rely on it for energy.

However, the Starr Wrath Power Reactor I have seen is not this small.

The smallest one I've seen is as big as you. It can hold 360 power wraiths, and the power output is enough to drive a standard flying ship."

dong dong dong.

A pleasant bell suddenly rang.

Richard closed the auction brochure and looked towards the auction table below.

An old man with a white beard and wearing a white wizard robe walked out from the backstage and slowly walked onto the auction stage.

“This is our chief auctioneer, Master Brown. He is a wizard of both the soul and alchemy schools. In terms of alchemy, he is particularly good at natural history.

He can identify all kinds of strange and bizarre things.

As for spiritual studies, his major is..."

"Charm," interrupted Richard.

“When I first saw this wizard, I felt that he was very friendly and made me want to make friends with him.

To be honest, this kind of wizard is quite annoying, he will affect our perception. "

As he spoke, Richard frowned and looked at Bob: "How could such a wizard be your chief auctioneer? Isn't there any wizard who complained about him because of his spells?"

Bob smiled awkwardly and said, "That... is true. But Master Brown always gets the highest price at auction, so let's forget about those complaints.

Moreover, Master Brown is very sensible. What he releases is only mental suggestion, which is far from the level of manipulating the mind."

At the auction table, Brown first exchanged a few words with several old customers who came to the auction to warm up the atmosphere.

Then he promptly took out the first item for auction - a silver staff with extremely exquisite workmanship.

"This is today's number one treasure, an elemental amplification staff made by Master Ekrol. The body of the staff is made of low-purity mithril alloy, and the head of the staff is inlaid with a pure element crystal ball with a diameter of ten centimeters.

The staff's ability to amplify the four elements spells reaches one thousand energy levels, making it a rare and exquisite staff.

The starting price is 5,000 magic essences. A master wants to bid... 5,500 magic essences. Master No. 35 bids 5,500 magic essences."

This auction is worthy of being the top auction that the Nine Star Chamber of Commerce has been planning for a long time. The opening appetizers are enough to be the finale treasure in some small auctions.

After Brown introduced the specific information of the staff, wizards in the hall immediately began bidding.

Soon, the price of this staff with all attributes enhanced by a thousand levels was driven up to ten thousand magic essences.

In the room, Richard was also very envious of this work.

Without a doubt, this is a fine staff.

If he could take the picture, he would get not only the staff itself, but also the craftsmanship behind it.

And even without the technology, a staff that could amplify a single four-element spell by a thousand energy levels would be an urgent item for Richard who was about to participate in the academy war.

……

After the price reached 10,000 magic essences, the bidding speed of the wizards in the hall became slow.

Before long, the price of this staff stopped at 11,500 magic crystals.

"Eleven thousand five hundred magic essences, is there any master who wants to bid? This staff can increase the power of four element spells by one thousand energy levels. It is a top-grade staff... twelve thousand magic essences!
VIP No. 12 bids 12,000 magic essences!"

Brown bowed slightly toward the VIP room on the second floor of the auction hall, and the wizards in the field also cast their gazes in the direction of Brown's greeting.

By the window of the VIP room, a masked wizard in a black robe was holding up a sign.

"Twelve thousand magic essences, twelve thousand of yours, are there any masters who would like to bid?
If not, then this fine staff of Master Ekrol belongs to VIP No. 12."

The scene was completely silent.

Brown slammed the auction hammer in his hand, smiled and greeted Richard:
"Then congratulations to VIP No. 12 for winning this exquisite staff made by Master Ekrol."

Bob sat next to Richard and asked in confusion:
"Brother, aren't you an alchemist? Don't alchemists hate using staffs made by other wizards?"

For an alchemist, making a staff is a basic skill. If you tell others that you are an alchemist who can't even make a staff, they will be laughed at.

"Alchemy requires learning by analogy. I haven't done much research on magic equipment making. Looking at the works of the masters will help me improve my alchemy."

Richard made up an excuse to get away with it and returned to his chair.

According to the order of the auction manual, the following items are of no use to him.

The auction items came on stage one after another, but compared to the popularity of the first staff, these items were a bit lackluster.

But even so, the transaction price of none of these items was lower than seven thousand magic essences.

As the auction items were sold one by one, it was soon the turn of Lot 39, which Richard was interested in.

“Treasure number thirty-nine, a strange object made by a creature from another world.

This treasure came from a VIP of our Chamber of Commerce who temporarily cut in line, and it was not mentioned in the previous auction brochure.

I want to say sorry here.”

Brown bowed slightly to the many customers and then began to introduce the treasure that had cut in line.

“The owner of this treasure is a three-ring wizard, and its origin is somewhat mysterious.

While studying an ancient ritual, our distinguished guest accidentally communicated with a distant alien creature. During this communication, he spent no less than 5,000 magic essences to exchange this treasure from the alien creature.

If he wasn't in so much debt, I believe he would never put this treasure up for auction."

When introducing Lot No. 39, Brown did not directly introduce its performance, but instead focused on the story behind it.

This is an extremely obvious signal for people who know the business.

If this thing doesn't have a story behind it, it has no selling point.

If an alien creature that loses one magic stone of energy per minute were put on a normal auction, perhaps someone would bid for it in the hope of getting a bargain.

But this is a top-level auction held by the Nine Star Chamber of Commerce. There are countless good things here, and no one will waste their money on something with unknown function.

As Brown expected, after he introduced the performance and price of the auction item, no wizard raised a sign.

Wizards have limited funds, and at an auction where the starting price is 5,000 magic essences, no one would go back to be taken advantage of.

After a short silence, Brown turned his gaze to the VIP box on the upper floor.

At this moment, only these VIPs may bid.

"Is there any distinguished guest willing to bid for this treasure? It is a creation that even a three-ring wizard cannot figure out clearly. It must contain a great secret."

But as his eyes swept across the VIP rooms, all he got was silence.

Although VIPs have deep pockets, they are not fools.

Who would spend five thousand magic essences to buy such a thing?

You know, even the appraisers of the Nine Star Chamber of Commerce can only give such a crude appraisal result, without even an extra selling point.

Most of the time they can only use it as decoration.

Decorations worth five thousand magic spirits, no one except the great wizard can be so extravagant.

The field fell into silence again.

"Well, it seems that none of you masters appreciate this treasure very much. Then I can only announce with regret..."

But just as Brown was announcing the item had failed to sell, a sign suddenly caught his eye.

Brown looked slightly pleased, and his voice was a little louder than usual.

"VIP No. 12 bids 5,500 magic essences!"

(End of this chapter)