Like Fine Wine, It Gets Better with Time

Fan Shiyu’s face immediately turned icy cold the moment she saw Dai Xiao standing before her.

However, she didn’t make a move right away. Judging from the current situation, Xu Mu seemed to know this man.

She definitely wouldn’t kill him in front of Xu Mu.

Dai Xiao noticed Fan Shiyu as well, but when she had tried to kill him before, she was wearing a human skin mask—a woman with a face full of acne scars.

Now, Fan Shiyu was a stunning beauty, and he didn’t recognize her.

“There is some, but it’s not your turn now. You’ll need something good to trade for it!” Xu Mu said calmly.

“Xu Mu! Damn it, have some shame! You won’t even give me pee?” Dai Xiao clenched his fists and growled.

As the heir of a secretive family, Dai Xiao had been pampered all his life. When had he ever suffered like this?

Even if he wasn’t valued much, the worst hardship he’d endured was drinking iced Americano, and the toughest work he’d done was playing the opposing lane in games.

Now, he simply couldn’t hold on anymore.

“Even pee can save lives,” Xu Mu said with a faint glance at Dai Xiao.

Upon hearing the word “pee,” the people around who were waiting to die all turned their heads.

Though many were reluctant inside, the instinct to survive compelled them to act.

Some had been trapped here for days.

They were teetering on the edge of death. Now that pee had suddenly appeared, who would let this chance slip away?

Fan Shiyu looked at the way Dai Xiao spoke and figured that the two only knew each other, not friends, so she felt relieved.

Taking care of him later wouldn’t be too much of a psychological burden.

“Kid! Give me your pee!”

The speaker was a middle-aged man with deep-set eyes.

His lips were cracked in several places, and the blood oozing from them had already turned black.

Dai Xiao saw that even this kind of thing was being fought over, so he immediately said, “Xu Mu, give it to me. I’ll give you a million once we get out!”

“I’ll give two million!”

Another man, lying weakly on the ground, looked at Xu Mu.

“If you don’t give it to me, I’ll kill you right now!”

The middle-aged man with the deep gaze lunged at Xu Mu.

Before Fan Shiyu could react, a steel nail shot out from the side.

Bang!

It pierced the middle-aged man’s temple, and he collapsed on the spot.

“Whoever dares touch my brother, I’ll make them die!”

Dai Xingluo also appeared here, drawn by the same glow.

“Xingluo, that person just now wasn’t attacking me...”

Dai Xiao smiled, but before he could finish, he saw Dai Xingluo link arms with Xu Mu.

He was stunned. What was going on?

Was the “brother” Dai Xingluo mentioned not him?

“Kid! When I get out, I’ll give you three million! Give me your pee!”

A middle-aged man with a beard, leaning against a rock, said weakly.

“I don’t even know you guys. How do I know you’re not lying? I only care about what’s in front of me—the treasures you’re holding.”

Xu Mu spoke as he stepped back to a flat area.

He opened his storage space, shielding everyone’s view with his backpack, and took out the half-empty bottle of mineral water he had just drunk.

Then, he took out two half bottles of his own urine and placed them on the ground.

The three bottles were neatly lined up here.

“Let me introduce these,” Xu Mu said. “The bottle on the far left is my urine. The one in the middle belongs to the beauty. And this bottle on the right is the leftover mineral water of mine.”

Everyone around immediately shifted their gaze to Fan Shiyu and Dai Xingluo when Xu Mu mentioned the middle bottle belonged to the beauty.

Both women were exquisite beauties—one with a commanding, mature aura, the other possessing a kind of classical elegance.

If the bottles really were theirs, then it was actually quite acceptable.

Fan Shiyu and Dai Xingluo noticed the stares from the crowd and both felt a bit embarrassed.

Xu Mu was such a rascal.

However, since Xu Mu hadn’t explicitly said the bottles were theirs, they couldn’t really say anything.

“Now, let me explain how the auction will go. Mine starts at a Grade 3 Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasure, the beauty’s starts at Grade 4, and the mineral water goes for Grade 7 or above,” Xu Mu said calmly, looking around.

No matter who came first, in the end, the treasures they obtained would have to be handed over.

Fan Shiyu rolled her eyes at Xu Mu in resignation.

This guy was truly something else—he could auction off even this kind of stuff.

“What? Isn’t the beauty’s supposed to be the most expensive? Then I want the beauty’s!” a middle-aged man with a beard said immediately.

The others around kept glancing at Dai Xingluo and Fan Shiyu from time to time.

Nobody really knew whose it was.

If they belonged to both of them, that would be perfect.

“Alright, then I’ll start auctioning the beauty’s bottle first,” Xu Mu said, pointing at the middle bottle and scanning the crowd. “Starting bid: Grade 4 Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasure.”

“I’ll go straight to Grade 5 Stone Flower!” the bearded man was the first to speak up.

Others around secretly cursed him. The starting bid was Grade 4, and he was already throwing out Grade 5.

If others found out he was trading such a high-grade treasure for this stuff, they’d laugh their heads off.

But given the situation, this stuff could save lives.

“I bid Grade 5 Stone Flower plus a Grade 3 Fire Vine!” a scar-faced man said in a hoarse voice.

“I’ll offer Stone Flower plus two Fire Vines!”

“I’ll bid two Stone Flowers!”

…

The crowd grew heated, their faces flushed as they fought over the item.

An elderly man wearing sunglasses merely smiled, holding some water in his hand.

No need to compete with them. Besides, what good are Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures here?

You also need the ability to hold onto them.

He planned to get his hands on the Divine Wheat and then rob everything from the others.

Xu Mu smiled faintly, looking around. These people kept mentioning the same few types of treasures.

But that was normal—Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures were closely tied to the local environment.

It wasn’t possible for any place to have every type of treasure.

“Damn it! I’ll go straight with a Grade 7 Blue Sunflower! Who dares to fight me?” the bearded man roared.

He clearly understood that his main goal now was to stay alive.

In this lawless zone, as long as he survived, he could always snatch the items back later.

Xu Mu was secretly shocked—he actually had Blue Sunflower too.

Others around thought the bearded man had lost his mind.

A Grade 7 treasure, and instead of fighting over the mineral water, he was bidding on urine?

The bald old man on this side squinted slightly—now he absolutely had to jump in and bid.

“Blue Sunflowers, is there anything higher?”

Xu Mu glanced around at the crowd and saw no one else stepping forward. He nodded lightly, “Alright, it’s a deal.”

Dai Xingluo took the Blue Sunflowers and handed them over to Xu Mu.

Fan Shiyu, meanwhile, passed the bottle of urine in the middle to the man with the bushy beard.

The bearded man took the mineral water bottle, opened it, and took a swig.

He immediately laughed, “Like aged wine, the more you savor it, the richer the flavor. Excellent urine, truly excellent!”

As he spoke, his gaze didn’t forget to flick toward Dai Xingluo and Fan Shiyu.

Several others around began to feel a twinge of envy.

But Dai Xingluo and Fan Shiyu both got goosebumps.

“Next up is this bottle of mineral water, starting bid: a seventh-grade Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasure.”

Xu Mu smiled as he looked around.

“I want this bottle too.”

The bearded man tossed the mineral water bottle to the ground, swaying slightly as he stood up, still feeling a bit tipsy. “I’ll offer two Blue Sunflowers.”

Xu Mu was inwardly startled—did this guy really have that many Blue Sunflowers?

“Anyone else higher?”

Xu Mu looked around again. This was a seventh-grade Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasure, after all.

Seeing no response, he said, “Sold.”

The bearded man grinned and walked toward Xu Mu. He reached into the backpack on his back and suddenly pulled out a short knife.