The God Virus

Already finished with her elaboration, the auctioneer finalized her statement, "Anyway, the price will be set at $40 million. Let’s start!"

Truthfully, $20 million for each of the Red-Crystals was a very reasonable price on the market right now, so everyone understood that the auction was being fair.

"$200 million!" Screamed Fan Tong impatiently. This was the main reason for him being here today. To get his hands on the two crystals at any cost.

"$300 million!" Another exclaimed. Looking at the source of the voice, one would realize it was an old man.

"$400 million!" In normal times, this price would already be way above the actual worth of these Red-Crystals, perhaps around ten times more expensive. However, due to the fact that one couldn’t get his or her hands on any of these Red-Crystals currently even if that person had enough money, the price had skyrocketed to unbelievable heights. Yet, ten times the original price was still somewhat worth it in exchange for power for numerous people.

"$410 million!" Fan Tong bid once again. From now on, people were going to increase their bids in small amounts.

It was also at this time when Virus realized someone was pulling the end of his sleeve. And looking at the owner of the hand, he noticed that it was Amara. So, slightly surprised, he questioned doubtfully, "What is it?"

"Um... can you lend me some money and help me buy one of those Red-Crystals? I really want it but I don’t have enough money with me... maybe I could even activate my Trait with it. I promise to return the money later on." Clarified Amara.

"Oh, sure, I was gonna get my hands on one of those Red-Crystals anyway. I’ll give you the other one." Nodding in agreement, Virus promptly raised his hands, "$1 billion." He announced, forcing everyone to shut up again, Amara included in the list.

’Ah, crap, he’s participating in the bidding war again, I give up.’ Promptly, this notion went through the brains of most people present in the salesroom simultaneously.

A while later, Amara was screaming inside, ’Ahhhh... I meant you help me buy them like a normal human being... by bidding normally... not like a mad man... my father’s gonna kill me if he hears I spend $500 million for a single Red-Crystal.’

Soon, another filthy rich lady bid calmly, "$1.01 billion!" Although she knew it was totally not worth the money, that woman had nothing but money, so she was willing to bid that much even if it was extremely painful. That was especially the case after having witnessed Virus bidding like a nutjob before.

"$1.5 billion." Before anyone could digest the previous call, however, Virus threw a new number into the circle, successfully shocking them yet again.

’I... I n-need to pay him $750 million now...’ At this point, Amara was pulling her hair internally as she screamed inside while clenching her cute fists together.

It was also at this moment, gritting his teeth in absolute resentment, Fan Tong offered every penny his clan could offer right now, "$1.51 billion!" He was doing this 98-percent out of pure hatred and the remaining 2-percent because his clan needed the Red-Crystals. Of course, if his father was present at the scene, he would’ve slapped Fan Tong into dropping unconscious after seeing Fan Tong bid $1.51 billion!

"$2 billion." Unfortunately, Virus opened his mouth again, forcing everyone to feel very sick inside.

’That fucking demented, deranged, crazy bastard!’ Cursed Fan Tong to himself while emitting his murderous intent in his direction.

’$1 billion for a single worthless Red-Crystal which can even be bought for around $30 million sometimes?! Nooooo!!!’ Internally, Amara had already gone mad too as she was bellowing in despair and distress. She didn’t have access to that much money, so she no longer knew what to do.

"$2 billion going once, going twice... SOLD!" Yelled the auctioneer, feeling astounded to no ends inside.

’That Chairman of the Virus Industries is really a God of Money!’ She pondered to herself jovially.

In another corner too, Atish’s eyes had long brightened in clear happiness and joy. Not even in her wildest dreams had she expected her Red-Crystals to be sold that expensively!

...

"There, now you have a Red-Crystal for yourself." Gazing into Amara’s eyes, Virus notified casually.

Hearing his relaxed tone, Amara had this intense urge of wanting to slap him dead straight away. But controlling herself in the end, she could only murmur and admit in defeat, "I... I can’t r-return that much money."

"..." After staying quiet for a while, Virus uttered, "Aren’t you the favored daughter of the Aston Martin Corporate?"

"I... my dad won’t give me $1 billion just to spend for a single Red-Crystal... I’m sorry but I can’t buy the Red-Crystal from you, I-I’m sorry." Feeling extremely bad for saying those words, looking down, Amara confessed.

...

After the Red-Crystals, four beads that were extracted from the monsters of the rifts were exhibited on the stage, "I’m confident those working in the line of being a blacksmith are already excited about getting their hands on these beads..." went on the auctioneer as she explained some details regarding the beads displayed in front of everyone.