"Bidding King" had been online for three days.
Zhong Yi had spent two and a half days soaking in the auction house.
By now, his understanding of the illusion realm was already quite deep.
But that didn’t stop him from still taking big losses every now and then.
Zhong Yi knew perfectly well that as long as he stayed calm and steady, bidding only on the information he had, he would never lose money.
But how could a gambling dog just decide to be stable?
With the big bold "ALL IN" flashing right there, how could he simply ignore it?
"I wanna check the cards~"
Zhong Yi mimicked the Gambling God of France’s tone, cheerfully starting another round.
"Speaking of which, what country is France even? Junior Brother Lu’s head really is full of all sorts of random stuff..."
Zhong Yi couldn’t help but tease.
The Gambler’s voice lines were hilarious, with a super unique accent that stuck in your head after just one listen.
He’d randomly blurt out lines like "Shine my shoes," sending countless people into fits of imitation.
Of course, Zhong Yi had been using the Gambling God of France nonstop lately not because of his funny voice, but because this character was incredibly strong.
As long as you knew the quality of the items, you could see their sizes, making it highly cost-effective when paired with green tools.
[Auction Info: Randomly reveal the quality of 6 items]
The public info appeared, and six items glowed.
With the Gambling God of France’s skill, Zhong Yi had six extra outline tips over everyone else, a massive advantage.
"Damn, this crate is this deep?"
Zhong Yi swallowed hard.
Among the six publicly displayed items, two were at the bottom.
This meant the crate was huge!
At least two hundred slots.
The bigger the crate, the more items inside, and the higher the value.
"Looks like it's gonna be a bloody fight..."
Zhong Yi turned serious, staring at the container.
Two of the six items were red. Under the Gambling God of France’s skill, their outlines appeared.
One was 1x2, the other 3x2.
"3x2 stuff is mostly cheap junk... 1x2, though, that’s decent."
Zhong Yi rubbed his chin, carefully analyzing the situation.
A 1x2 red item could be a folding fan worth 19 million—just that info alone was worth the gamble!
Besides the fan, ginseng and jade were also worth millions.
So a 1x2 red held a high strategic priority in Zhong Yi’s mind.
"Let’s get more info!"
Zhong Yi tossed out a green tool, Treasure Light’s Four Glimpses, revealing four shaped items, two of which were red.
"Damn!! Another 1x2!!!"
Zhong Yi’s heart pounded wildly.
Nearly half of all 1x2 red items were high-value reds.
And a small chance meant the most expensive folding fan!
With three 1x2 reds appearing all at once, Zhong Yi had to gamble!
"Go all in right away? No way... That’s too stupid. If I bust, it’s a total loss."
Zhong Yi dismissed that thought.
He glanced outside.
His three opponents were two Nobodies and one Mai Xiaowen.
"Great, there's a Nobody every round..."
Zhong Yi was a bit annoyed.
The Nobody’s skill was useless for the first four rounds but let them see all items’ colors and outlines by the fifth.
This meant Nobody players stuck to their upstream like glue in the early game, waiting for the fifth round to win.
It reminded him of assault squads fighting tooth and nail in the admin building, only for a Nobody to show up at the last second and steal the win—annoying as hell.
Zhong Yi thought it over.
He really wanted to snatch this crate instantly, but without taking too big a risk.
"Fellow cultivators, let me teach you how to deal with that sticky beginner Nobody style."
Zhong Yi grinned, smirking cleverly.
He bid 990,000, and as expected, the two Nobodies’ first-round bids were around 1.5 million, not giving him a chance to cheaply snap up the crate.
The other Mai Xiaowen seemed to spot multiple reds, starting off with a high bid of 2.4 million.
"We’ll bid low in the first round to lower their guard."
"Guess what I’ll bid this round, fellow cultivators..."
"All in? Wrong! If I was going all in, I’d have done it first round. No point—if I fail, I lose everything."
"2 million, mutual sticky bid? Wrong! A sudden price spike would reveal my intentions."
"Stick with 990K? Wrong! No change is too obvious acting; only an idiot would fall for it!"
Zhong Yi chatted with his live chat, cheerfully throwing out a bid of "886."
"Eight, eight, six..." Bye bye, just messing with them to make them think I’m out."
"Then next round, I’ll suddenly raise it to 3.5 million for the max win!"
"What do you call this? Playing the pig to eat the tiger!"
"This crate is mine for sure... huh?"
Zhong Yi froze mid-sentence.
Neither of the Nobodies raised their bids, and Mai Xiaowen stole the crate with 2.8 million.
"Seriously!! Neither of you knows how to play?! Why use Nobody if you’re not going to stick to your upstream!"
Zhong Yi’s voice trembled in anger, then he stared blankly at the settlement screen.
"Forget it, forget it... 2.8 million might not even break even... Last time, Lao Zhou’s 86-slot red only went for 3 million..."
Right as Zhong Yi finished speaking, three Ten-Thousand-Year Ginseng popped up in a row.
"My ginseng!!!"
Zhong Yi wailed in agony.
"That was supposed to be my ginseng!!!"
One ginseng was worth a million—those three alone covered the cost, and watching it tore him up inside.
"Ah, whatever... just a slight profit of a million or so. There shouldn’t be any more..."
Before Zhong Yi could finish, Mai Xiaowen’s last slot revealed an African Star.
The profit instantly shot from a million to 15 million.
Zhong Yi froze, then his face fell like he’d lost everything, screaming in heartbreak:
"My life... that was supposed to be my life!!!"
"Mai Xiaowen, you stole my life!!!"
The smile vanished from Zhong Yi’s face, only to reappear on the faces of his viewers.
[Haha, serves you right for running your mouth.]
[What was Old Zhong saying earlier? Playing the pig to eat what?]
[Playing the pig to eat feed.]
[Choked on it.]
[Hahaha.]
...
"Damn it, damn it!! My African Star!!!"
Zhong Yi couldn’t let go of that African Star.
He had once asked Lu Ze what Africa was, and Lu Ze told him it was Zhou Yue’s hometown.
Back in his collection room, a sudden announcement popped up in his face:
[The "Great Qian Dynasty Charity Auction Contest" will be held at Leisurely Cloud Manor in two days. Local residents of the Great Qian Dynasty are welcome to participate~]
[P.S. That’s the end of the content for Bidding King. The main gameplay is pretty repetitive, so I won’t keep writing about it. Tomorrow, I’ll announce the results of the second prompt and move on to the next phase. Not trying to pad things out.]
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
