Dragon Raja's Number One Player

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77 number.

Caesar's voice came through the microphone, amplified throughout the entire venue.

The once lively venue seemed to have been muted by post-production software, and instantly fell silent.

Even the auctioneer on stage forgot to call out bids.

Everyone in the auction house looked toward the box where Caesar and his group were.

Caesar made no effort to conceal his whereabouts; the commotion he caused in the hall earlier had already been noticed by many people.

They didn't know where Caesar was, but the voice they had just heard revealed his identity.

"I didn't expect Caesar to be interested in this. Could it be that this combat technique has some extraordinary qualities?"

Whispers rippled through the meeting room on the first floor. They trusted Caesar's judgment, and many had begun to re-examine the notebook.

"So what? Do you want to compete with the Gattuso family?"

Someone in the room poured cold water on the idea.

Yes, once the name Gattuso is revealed, who can compete with him?

More than money, the Gattuso family's businesses are spread all over the world; more than power, the Italian prime minister visits the Gattuso family's estate on his first day in office.

"Number 77, 20, once."

With the Gattuso family involved, even the auctioneer's tone became excited.

The room was silent; no one made a bid. Some were curious about the notebook, but others could only lament that they had encountered Caesar today.

"Number 77, 20, twice."

"Number 77, 20..."

The auctioneer had already raised the gavel to bring it down.

"I'll offer 30 million."

A clear, crisp female voice broke the silence in the hall.

"Number 77... Number 51 bid 30!"

The auctioneer's voice cracked slightly, and the gavel he swung landed on empty air.

Someone actually dared to snatch something from the Gattuso family! All eyes in the hall were once again drawn to them, but this time they were looking at the box to Caesar's right.

Inside the private room, Caesar frowned slightly and glanced towards the room on his right.

Seeing that the price had reached 30, Lin Zhiying was somewhat panicked.

The normal price of this skill book is around 7. Even with the premium at the start of the server, 15 would be enough. But now the price has been inflated to 30, which is equivalent to the price of two skill books.

"Caesar, maybe we should just forget about it."

Lin Zhiying didn't know how she was going to repay such a large sum of money.

Caesar shook his head:

"Don't mention that. When you saved me, you didn't hesitate at all. Our friendship is priceless, and this little bit of money is nothing."

After saying this, he pressed the button without hesitation and continued to raise the price: "50."

Lin Zhiying thought to himself, "Actually, I hesitated at the time. I saved you mainly because I was afraid that your death would affect the future timeline."

50 million!

Buy a D-grade skill book?! That price is barely enough to buy a B-grade skill book.

Everyone in the hall was shocked; only the wealthy Gattuso family could afford to squander money like that.

Will that mysterious number 51 raise the price again? Thinking of this, many people looked towards the private room on the right.

It's been a long time since things have been this lively. As onlookers, they naturally love watching the excitement and many are even hoping that No. 51 will continue to offer a high price.

Inside the private room on the right.

Black stockings clung to her perfectly curved legs, these stunning creations that could make any man's blood boil were languidly draped over a nearby chair.

Continuing to climb the protruding mountain range, her stunningly beautiful face was partially obscured by her long, flowing hair. When she heard Caesar raise the price, she frowned slightly, making her even more pitiful.

Her fair fingers caressed the buttons; with just a little pressure, she would quote a price again.

"Long-legged beauty, this price is no longer worthwhile, let's give up."

Mai Shude, nicknamed "Long-Legged Girl," gently squeezed her legs together, swaying slightly like slightly melted dark chocolate.

She pouted and said, "Fine, I'm just not happy about being outdone by Caesar."

"There's nothing we can do. We have to be careful with our money. The boss suddenly told us to keep an eye on these low-level equipment a couple of days ago. I've already invested ten million in this alone in the last few days."

On the other end of the headset came a crisp chewing sound.

On the other side of the ocean, Su Enxi also complained that she had been shopping all over the world during this period.

"But the boss himself spent money to buy so many useless things."

Mai Shude's lips parted slightly. She had just purchased a samurai armor that was said to have been worn by a daimyo during the Warring States period for 200 million.

"There's nothing we can do. He's the boss, after all. It's not just about the money; our lives are his too."

Su Enxi's words seemed somewhat inappropriate, but Jiu De Mai did not refute them.

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After Mai stopped bidding, Caesar easily paid 50 to acquire the "Flame Slash" skill book.

Lin Zhiying chose to pick up the goods directly, feeling a pang of pain at the thought of spending 50 yuan on a D-level skill book.

After waiting a short while, there was a knock on the door of the private room.

The manager who arrived was the same one from before, and behind him were two security guards responsible for escorting him, namely Yidao Duanshui and Shousu Wumiaomiao.

Their eyes practically turned red when they saw the D-level skill book; they wished they could transform into outlaws.

But in the end, reason prevailed over desire.

They comforted themselves by thinking that NPCs had money, but it was all virtual, and they could replace them sooner or later.

When the door to the private room opened, they saw Lin Zhiying coming out to get her things.

"Dude, did you take this picture?"

Yi Dao Duan Shui opened his mouth wide. He was most skilled with a knife and had been envious of this skill for a long time.

All the way, I spent half my time defending against him, with my hand speed dropping every five seconds.

"No, it was Caesar who took the picture."

Lin Zhiying stated the truth.

Hearing this, Yi Dao Duan Shui breathed a sigh of relief, saying that the difference between people couldn't be that great.

"However, he gave it to me."

Lin Zhiying then changed the subject.

Wait, what do you mean, Caesar left this for you?

You idiot, don't say such Versailles-like things in such a calm tone!

He mentally screamed, "My hand speed is five seconds!"

While Lin Zhiying was chatting and laughing with Caesar and getting him to spend 50 on her in just three sentences, they were still working as security guards here for 200 per hour.

Are we still playing the same game?

Do you also have Lu Mingze?

If things continue like this, the "Gate of Truth" guild may never be able to remain the number one guild in "Dragon Raja: New World".

"No way!" he thought, making up his mind in five seconds and speaking.

"Hey bro, could you give me a friend slot?"

Lin Zhiying thought about it for a moment. After all, a five-second hand speed was a sign of someone who was a prominent figure in his previous life, so his achievements in this life should not be low either. He immediately agreed.

He breathed a sigh of relief after five seconds of hand-eye coordination; at least he had now come to terms with reality and was ready to cling to a powerful figure.

On his way back to the backstage area, he kept thinking about this matter: how to maximize the value of the intelligence he possessed.

"Bang."

With a hand speed of five seconds, I bumped into someone walking past me.

"I'm sorry, it was my fault. I wasn't paying attention to where I was going."

The person glanced at him briefly before hurrying away.

Hand Speed ​​Five Centimeters noticed that he had a pair of drooping, eight-shaped eyebrows on his face.

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