abnormal mutation

Chapter 107 Spread
The blood crystals in the Flying Scorpion Nest are similar to honey; they're so rare that you can't even get close to high-grade materials, but they have a wide range of uses, such as acting as a stabilizer, which makes them very popular.

Before Roland could react, the bid for the first Flying Scorpion Nest had already soared to 1500.

He turned to look at Aileya; neither of them showed any emotion, but they were secretly overjoyed. It was only because the trade fair stipulated that sellers couldn't bid; otherwise, he would have had to shout out his name a couple of times.

Ultimately, the first Scorpion Nest sold for 1650 German dollars. There were nine more to go, but the others strategically gave up because the premium was too high.

The prices of the later portions decreased, but still remained around 1400 German dollars.

With only two lots left, the bidding heated up again, as some buyers who had already won one lot did not take their profits and quit, leaving the others both angry and helpless.

Due to the rules of the trade fair, they couldn't even utter a few harsh words; they could only express their dissatisfaction with their eyes.

A few minutes later, the tenth Flying Scorpion Nest was sold for 2100 German dollars, 20% higher than the previous one.

Roland silently calculated that his total earnings amounted to 15450 German dollars. This number made his head spin, leaving him feeling lightheaded and slightly tipsy.

'This is what money tastes like.'

He leaned back comfortably in his seat, half-closing his eyes, enjoying the afterglow of his sudden wealth.

Only a large portion of the Scorpion Nest was sold; Chris had no intention of selling the remaining portion. After the on-site division and transaction were completed, the remaining portion was immediately sealed up.

Seeing the lively atmosphere, he subtly gave a wink, and his subordinates understood immediately, quietly changing the items.

Three blue, hollowed-out metal spheres were placed one after another on the long table. Dozens of crystals were embedded inside the spheres, shimmering with light and shadow, and intertwining blue and white, creating a beautiful sight.

"The next item is extremely rare, a spiritual glimmer with a purity of over 99%. I think I don't need to elaborate. There are sixty pieces in total, in sets of twenty, with a starting bid of 2000 German dollars..."

The atmosphere in the room gradually cooled down, and everyone looked at each other in silence, with no one making a bid for a long time.

Everyone knows this is a good thing, but so what? A Sequence 9 potion requires twenty or more at a time, Sequence 8 requires more than double that, and Sequence 7 requires at least a hundred. If all of these are used with Spiritual Glimmer of this quality, who can afford it?

Roland was quite surprised; things had turned out completely differently than he had expected. After a moment's thought, he understood the logic behind it: the extraordinary beings of Sogattak were more pragmatic.

To put it simply, we're poor!
No extraordinary items priced over ten thousand have appeared at the entire trade fair so far.

“2100.” Just as the silence was falling, Percy suddenly spoke up.

He looked amused. Sogatok was indeed remote. Not to mention the capital, even Carmen and Enga Bay wouldn't sell something like this; it would have been reserved long ago.

If the goal is to achieve high sequence, every detail must be done well, and contamination must be controlled to a certain extent; otherwise, there is no hope at all.

"Anyone else making a bid?" Chris remained calm and unperturbed. If there were no potential buyers, he would have already sent Roland to Almosid to sell it.

“2300,” a middle-aged gentleman with a short beard, leaning on a cane, said calmly.

“2500.” The voice was hoarse, coming from a person wearing a black cloak, clearly not wanting to be recognized.

Percy's expression froze, and he silently withdrew his thoughts.

There weren't many bidders; including Percy, there were only four. Everyone remained calm, but the atmosphere grew increasingly tense, and the price quietly soared to over three thousand.

Roland breathed a sigh of relief; it was good that someone was bidding. It seemed that Sogattak did have some resources.

Percy quickly gave up. He had hoped to take advantage of the situation, but when he realized it was impossible, he could only sigh helplessly.

Carmen comes from a large family, but he is only the second son and has not inherited any family business. He receives less than ten thousand in funds each year. This is an astronomical figure for ordinary people, but it is not enough for extraordinary individuals.

The first set of spiritual glimmers was sold to the old man for 3600 German dollars, nearly double the reserve price. The old man remained expressionless throughout, as if the price was only a few dollars, not thousands.

He was very sensible; knowing that further negotiation would result in a higher premium, he voluntarily gave up.

Therefore, the bidding in the last two groups was relatively moderate, and they were sold at 3200 and 3400 respectively.

Roland was secretly delighted. He was now starting to feel a bit like a nouveau riche and was already imagining how he would squander his wealth.

Spending money brings happiness, and expecting to spend money brings joy.

'I should have chosen an extraordinary path directly related to money.'

The trade fair continued, and several extraordinary materials of mid-series rank appeared one after another. All of them were bartered, and many people were interested, but no one could come up with an item that matched them.

The last item is the magical item [Spear of Judgment]. On the surface, it is just an ancient lance. Its energy level and negative effects are in the middle sequence. The specific effects are unknown and will only be revealed during private transactions.

Roland was very tempted by these items at the end of the trade fair; they would be perfect for feeding the Rune Seeds. Unfortunately, he only had a pittance of money, not enough to entice the sellers. 'Still not enough money,' he silently concluded.

After the trade fair ended, Leongard, feeling quite shaken, went home to rest early.

Roland went to the reception room alone and received his 28759.5 German dollars. They were all hundred-dollar bills, bright green and still carrying the unique scent of ink. They were bundled into three thick stacks, which he tucked into his pocket; they felt very heavy.

Fortunately, this scene was not witnessed by outsiders, otherwise it would have been difficult for them not to have malicious intentions.

When he led Aileya out of the Oath Building, the streets were quiet and empty, with two rows of gas streetlights guarding the ancient city like night watchmen.

The shops on both sides of the street were closed, with only some hotels and pubs still lit up, and scattered lights in the distance. Most residents were still awake.

Back at the hotel, Evan and the others were playing a board game in the living room. Aileya and Mandy joined in enthusiastically, while the boys looked reserved and somewhat awkward.

Roland chuckled to himself. Evan and the others had too little contact with girls; it would be good for them to get some experience.

He returned to his room alone, took out three stacks of banknotes, placed them on the bed, and, smelling the ink, couldn't help but count them one by one.

These are all new coins issued in the last two years, and they are said to have extremely high anti-counterfeiting measures. There have been no cases of them being counterfeited so far.

"I'll go on a spending spree tomorrow, then leave by train the day after."

Gold is bound to surge again. Thinking of this, he suddenly became very curious: as currencies, do paper money possess any spiritual energy?
The next moment, countless golden patterns danced and intertwined in his eyes, forming two eye-shaped magic patterns.

'It's quite unique, but it lacks divinity.'

In his vision, everything around him was gray and gloomy, but the banknotes were entangled with threads of chaotic emotions, not spiritual, but deeply rooted, and the older the banknote, the more obvious they were.

After switching to regular spiritual vision, this phenomenon disappeared. The previous Golden Eye could no longer see it, only roughly discern people's emotional fluctuations. After several bloodline sublimations, its abilities have become increasingly powerful.

Why are there so many negative emotions?

He put down the banknotes, stood by the window, and observed Sogatok under the crimson double moon through the glass.

Because of the building's obstruction, he could not see many people, but he could sense the spirituality floating in the air, as well as the various emotions absorbed by the spirituality.

Dark and gloomy negative emotions prevailed, including sadness, resentment, anxiety, and melancholy... especially in the low-rise and chaotic working-class areas in the south, outside of Central Avenue.

'how so? ’

He saw it yesterday too; happiness and joy are the mainstream. How could there be such a big change in just one day?

He looked up at the sky. Yesterday was the Dark Moon Day, and tonight two crimson moons hang in the sky.

'The crimson and purple moons can indeed ignite desires buried deep within people's hearts, but... is the effect really that strong?'

The scene before him was unpleasant. He closed the inner window, turned on the gas light, and a faint trace of emotion lingered around the gas.

This is, after all, a world with low productivity. The prosperity of Central Street does not represent ordinary people. Perhaps tonight many people are suffering from hunger and cold, or are worried about their family's bread tomorrow and can't sleep.

Shaking his head to clear his mind of these chaotic thoughts, Roland realized these were not things he should worry about.

As night deepened, after hiding the huge sum of money, he secretly checked on Caius and Herman by traveling through the spirit world to the real world.

The two were secretly delighted; after a brief period of anxiety, they had adapted to their powerful bodies and more efficient minds.

During the simulated battle, they were very excited, frequently glancing at Roland, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back, clearly wanting to ask the guide to verify the changes in their bodies.

Roland didn't say it explicitly, but just smiled and told them to relax and embrace the new changes.

After the event, he secretly infected two Sogatta residents who had purchased the gold medium.

He planned to spread the infection out and avoid concentrating in one place. The abnormal mutation of the infectious type is very insidious, but the changes in the body cannot be hidden from those who are paying attention.

Currently, he can infect two people a day, but an ordinary person like Caius would need to accumulate a week's worth of infections before he can infect others.

If this pattern continues, it will only take ten weeks for the number of people infected with the abnormal mutation to reach tens of thousands!

The fact that this consequence was caused by my own actions is still a bit frightening, even if the infection has no negative effects.

It's unclear what the major powers' attitudes are towards this: containment, leniency, or tracing back to the source?
(End of this chapter)