"Heh heh!" Allen's chubby face wore a rather gloating smile.
"What kind of taste do these people have? They call this thing an artwork?" Yang Bo muttered under his breath again.
"Artists have to make things that ordinary people like us can't understand. If you understood it, it wouldn't be art anymore." Allen nodded.
For the rest of the auction, whenever any of the buyers who had challenged Yang Bo earlier made a bid, Yang Bo would interfere with them.
At last, it was time to auction off the two master-level Mecha Pilots.
"Next are two master-level Mecha Pilots. Both are B-class Superpower Users, and both are male."
"Watson is sixty-two this year, and Paya is sixty-four. Both are in their prime. They are being sold as a package, with a starting price of twenty million and a minimum increment of one million." The auctioneer gave a brief introduction. Both were men, but he did not mention what their powers were, in order to keep that information confidential.
"Fifty million!" The moment the auctioneer finished speaking, Bart's voice rang out.
"Fifty-one million." The man who had been glaring at Bart earlier made a bid.
"One hundred million!" Bart immediately raised the price to one hundred million.
The man opposing Bart hesitated. Master-level Mecha Pilots were nothing special to major families. They would rather train their own than buy people of unknown origins.
"I already said it—poor people shouldn't come disrupt the order." Bart's arrogant voice rang out just then.
Several buyers who hated Bart enough to grind their teeth wanted to bid, but were afraid of getting stuck with the purchase.
Bart might have said that deliberately. What if they bid and that damned bastard did not want them anymore? "One hundred and one million!" someone bid tentatively.
"One hundred