Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy-Chapter 1003 - 776: Oscar-Worthy Performance
Chapter 1003 -776: Oscar-Worthy Performance
Daisendari despised White Hair for two reasons.
Firstly, this guy was Mu Fan’s companion, and secondly, he looked far too decadent.
“Princess.”
The burly man lowered his voice to remind.
The wise Princess knew exactly what he meant.
But Princess Yue Xi raised her graceful hand to stop her guard from speaking.
She gave up bidding on the first auction item and looked seriously at Yin Shuai, “Do you come here often?”
White Hair glanced at Mu Fan and then at Yue Xi, “I come to Hinchlo often.”
The responses from both seemed mismatched, but Yue Xi accepted them instead.
“Okay, you place the bids. I have two items to buy, Mu Fan has one, I’ll inform you beforehand, now go ahead and arrange,” Yue Xi decisively agreed.
“Princess?” Daisendari looked puzzled.
The future Duchess elegantly sat on the sofa, nodding gently at her loyal guard, the unspoken words all reflected in the sparkling light of her eyes.
The burly man bowed his head, saying no more.
He just needed to ensure the Princess’s safety; Princess Yue Xi was no longer the little girl who liked running around the Wood God Hall.
Now the Princess had grown, possessing independent and exceptional wisdom.
Young Master Yin nodded solemnly, seeing Yue Xi’s permission without any exaggerated expressions.
Thus, he picked up the bidding board on the round table.
Suddenly, Yue Xi looked at Mu Fan sitting one seat away and softly spoke, her voice faintly audible beyond a meter.
“There’s a malevolent gaze behind me, can you take a look? Daisendari, do not turn around.”
Upon hearing this, Mu Fan’s eyes subtly darted towards Yue Xi’s back, but his face maintained a smile as if engaged in conversation.
His gaze quickly locked onto the purple-haired Spittoon Head…
As he picked up a cup to drink water, a deep voice emerged, resonating perfectly in this small area.
“Perhaps I’m bringing you trouble this time.”
Yue Xi lightly blinked her flawless eyes that glowed with wisdom, sweetly smiling, “No worries, Mr. Yin will handle it, won’t he?”
“If it’s them… it must be done.” Yin Shuai smiled, but only he knew how much mischief was hidden in that smile.
The fat man listened as if it were Heavenly Book talk, watching a group of elites engaging in conversation, increasingly feeling his intelligence was falling behind.
Especially when White Hair entered his “actor mode” afterward.
The second auction item appeared, an imperial inheritance crown from a defunct Empire in the Outer Domain Galaxy. No one noticed the data stream flashing in Yin Shuai’s eyes at that moment; his hand raised repeatedly, looking vexedly determined.
Meanwhile, Mu Fan casually picked up a hat and put it on, wearing transparent light tea-colored sunglasses under Yue Xi’s puzzled gaze.
“Is your eyesight poor?” Yue Xi asked, her eyes widening in surprise.
“Ahem.”
Mu Fan found the future Duchess occasionally wise yet naively humorous, somewhat amusing.
“Looking at something.”
Mu Fan turned his head and spoke, Yue Xi suddenly discovered that Mu Fan, now disguised, exuded a mysterious and cool aesthetic.
Daisendari shifted slightly, “unintentionally” blocking their line of sight.
Yue Xi helplessly shook her head, amused at Daisendari, regaining her elegant posture.
At that moment, no one knew that almost everyone in the hall had overlooked the mechanical guardians, of which three had betrayed.
The mechanical guardians, originally scanning the venue for unusual activity, suddenly increased their electronic eye capture range by 30%, transmitting along a highly secretive near-field channel to Mu Fan’s glasses.
In front of Mu Fan’s eyes, Black swiftly covered the venue from three perfect angles, every faction name and corresponding area meticulously marked out, even showing brief information on key figures when clicking on individual areas.
The most terrifying part was how Black, overnight, constructed a database of invited figures’ information using compromised machines in three mechanical guardians.
Mu Fan’s right index fingertip rested on his left wristwatch, sliding softly.
He was controlling the scene before his eyes: Half-blood Kim, Balrant’s Qiu Huaite, and two members of the Blue Horn Clan…
Their expressions, adjusted rapidly by the mechanical guardians’ electronic eye focus, appeared clearly.
[Kim: Hinchlo’s second-level merchant, interstellar broker.]
[Qiu Huaite: Telekinesis race entrepreneur from Balrant, monopolizing twelve routes to Balrant-controlled star domains.]
…
Mu Fan lightly tapped his tooth, signaling to Black that he did a great job on this matter.
Then he calmly maintained his position, carefully observing the changes among this group.
These people might try some tricks… The current Mu Fan is no longer the naive youngster who had just walked out of Loga Star.
Retrieving his focus from Mu Fan’s group, Kim casually frowned, feeling something was amiss, as if being watched.
However, he later mocked himself; it was merely him observing others, clearly, he’d been overthinking.
“What’s wrong, Kim?” Spittoon Face Qiu Huaite expressed concern.
“Nothing, we intend to bid on two treasures, what about playing around with the remaining three times? They seem interested in the second item.”
“Certainly, my friend.” Spittoon Face responded maliciously, snail-like antenna eyes excitedly jittering.
Under the hat brim, Mu Fan’s lips subtly curled.
Meanwhile, White Hair, after clenching his teeth, frustratedly swung an empty fist, dejectedly giving up.
Bid opportunity usage count: 0.
Kim, observing from the other side, wrinkled his brow; he nearly outbid them, this pathetic guy.
The crown was swiftly purchased at a high price.
The third auction item appeared — an enormous biological skull, approximately sixteen meters tall and nine meters wide, with three long horns atop.
“Alolo Beast’s skull,” remarked the burly Daisendari to himself.
A star domain overlord from the Outer Domain Galaxy, a gigantic beast capable of space travel, with the strength to smash through ordinary starships unscathed.
“Top-notch Ossification Armor material,” Princess Yue Xi softly murmured.
Yet Babon Duchy focused on wooden mecha development, so this item held little attraction for her.
At that moment, White Hair suddenly raised his hand to bid.
Fatty nearly choked, staring blankly at the starting bid of 80 million credit points.
White Hair lowly murmured, “Acting.”
Instantly, Fatty understood, his face blushing deeply, seemingly about to start an argument with White Hair.
Elsewhere, with her back to Half-blood Kim’s group, Princess Yue Xi appeared intrigued, seemingly eager to try.
But Daisendari extended an arm, blocking Yue Xi, declining her participation in this childish game.
The burly man’s interception unexpectedly added three degrees of realism to this drama.
After all, it was an authentic performance!
“They exposed their target, looks like they’re arguing.”
Spittoon Face’s eyes naturally enjoyed a 360-degree rotational advantage, immediately informing Kim.
A sliver of a cold smile flashed across Kim’s excessively pale face.
“Then let’s raise the bid!”
“150 million!”
Kim raised the sophisticated point matrix bid board high.
