Invitation

"Those people, I, Uncle Guweisha, want them all."

Roland's eyes widened immediately upon hearing that arrogant, nouveau riche-like voice.

Guweisha, the Lannaian I saved once and gave a lot of Xijin to? This guy's at the auction?

Roland looked in the direction of the sound and saw him on the main platform that was suspended in mid-air in front of the auction house. The round-headed, orange-yellow alien was very eye-catching, and his clothes were covered with colorful gems. It was obvious that he was very rich.

Guweisha reclined on a chair on the main platform, holding up a bidding paddle. Standing beside him were aliens dressed in matching black uniforms—all of whom were Guweisha's bodyguards.

It seems that after the incident a few years ago, he has strengthened his protection of his personal safety.

The Lannaian are known as the wealthiest people in the universe. Although they are not particularly strong, they possess a rare "money power" that makes many powerful beings in the universe willing to risk their lives for them. In addition, the Lannaian have considerable influence in the Galactic Business Headquarters, so no one would dare to offend Lannaian openly.

He bought a few alien beauties without hesitation.

The many wealthy people in the auction house watched coldly, and after Guweisha's arrogant shouts, they all fell silent and did not intend to compete with him.

Guweisha stroked his fleshy beard triumphantly and ordered his men to take away a dozen or so beautiful alien women and settle them at his spaceship's docking station.

"Damn rich people."

Roland muttered something under his breath. Although he still had a considerable amount of Xijin that Guweisha Roland given him, compared to those wealthy people who could buy planets or trade races at will, his few hundred Xijin were really not much.

He waved to the auction house staff, and soon a nearby staff member came over.

Roland spoke to him softly, then took out a few Capsule and handed them to him. The staff member glanced at Roland surprise, but did not look down on him because of his small stature. He nodded politely and quietly withdrew.

This level of professionalism is befitting someone working on a large trading platform.

"Ladies and gentlemen, what we are about to auction is a magical Capsule called the 'Hoi-Poi Capsule.' It's only the size of a finger, but according to the seller, Capsule uses a very advanced space technology... Once opened, it can release Storage Space of one thousand cubic meters. If you have any valuable items that are inconvenient to carry, you can use this Capsule to transport them."

The auctioneer produced three blank Hoi-Poi Capsule and announced them with great fanfare.

"You are all among the wealthiest people in the universe, so naturally you need something worthy of yourself. Planets, mines, and beautiful women are all too vulgar. A private Storage Space is what you truly deserve."

"There are three Hoi-Poi Capsule here. The highest bidder wins. The auction begins now!"

As the auctioneer enthusiastically promoted the product, the atmosphere at the scene heated up. Products manufactured using space technology Central City novel in the entire universe, and the wealthy individuals, accustomed to buying and selling planets and slaves, had never seen Hoi-Poi Capsule before. They began bidding fiercely, with each bid increasing dramatically.

Soon, the price of a single Hoi-Poi Capsule was raised to 100 Xijin, equivalent to the price of one hundred Spherical Spacepod.

Roland watched the bustling auction with a smile, and couldn't help but chuckle to himself, "I didn't expect that just three Hoi-Poi Capsule would fetch 300 Xijin. On Earth, a box of Capsule doesn't cost much at all!" He made a fortune in just one transaction. He's probably the most ruthless middleman when it comes to profiting from the difference.

However, things are valued for their scarcity, and it's a matter of mutual consent; after all, there's no such technology as Hoi-Poi Capsule in the universe!

If we run out of money later, we can sell a few more Capsule to exchange for Xijin.

Roland pondered in his heart. Of course, he also had considerations when selling things to aliens. Things like Senzu Bean, which might help his potential enemies, should never be shown to others easily.

The auction ended quickly. Roland received the proceeds from the auction of the Hoi-Poi Capsule from the staff. After deducting the auction fees, she still had a large sum of money in her hands. She put the proceeds into her Hyperdimensional Space, rested for a while, and then left the auction house.

But before he could take two steps, he heard Guweisha's voice behind him.

"Hey, wait for me, little brother Roland."

Roland stopped and watched as Guweisha ran towards her, breathless. "Is something wrong?"

Guweisha said, "It really is you! I thought I had mistaken you for someone else! Brother Roland, it's been years since we last met."

"It's been about four years."

Roland smiled calmly, glancing briefly at the fully armed bodyguards around Guweisha, and was already able to roughly sense the energy emanating from them. To his surprise, these bodyguards were all quite strong; the most powerful one had a combat strength of nearly 5,000, making him a rare expert.

Guweisha must have spent a lot of money hiring these people.

"Your bodyguards are quite capable," Roland nodded.

Guweisha chuckled, "This is a bodyguard from my uncle's company. Ever since what happened last time, I haven't dared to go out alone. By the way, my uncle wants to see you; he has some things he wants to discuss with you."

Roland's eyes flashed. "What is it?"

Guweisha: "I'm not sure either, but I assure you it won't have any negative impact on you."

"Oh, lead the way!" Roland nodded calmly, glanced at the bodyguards around Guweisha, and said to Guweisha in a relaxed manner, then asked him to lead the way.

Guweisha laughed loudly, showing off the dozen or so alien beauties he had just bought along the way, and even asked Roland if he wanted to take a few in.

Roland shook his head and declined. If he went out and brought back some alien beauties, and Sephiria saw him, she would probably chop him up with a knife.

"We're here. My uncle is inside." Guweisha led Roland toward a VIP room.

The VIP room was luxuriously decorated and neatly arranged. As soon as Roland entered, he sensed a powerful energy aura emanating from it, which, upon closer inspection, was estimated to be 10,000 combat power.

"He's quite a master." Roland chuckled lightly, calmly observing the person inside.

On the luxurious VIP lounge sofa sat a yellow-skinned alien with a round head, clearly Lannaian of the same race as Guweisha.

Two bodyguards stood on each side of the Lannaian. One of them was the expert Roland had sensed, while the other three were slightly less skilled, but still rare experts.

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