Strange Moves One After Another, a Ten-Million Ticket

Elder Qian narrowed his eyes at Zong Xingyan's words.

"I know Frost Iron Mine better than you do. A cost of nine billion is simply impossible."

"Are you spouting nonsense because death is at your doorstep?"

"Not a single word from this junior is false. Whether it can be done or not, Elder Qian will know once you come with me."

"If I have lied, Elder Qian may take this head of mine."

"Fine. Then I'll go take a look with you."

"I'd also like to see what kind of trump card lets you shout out a price of thirteen billion."

With that, Zong Xingyan and the other two left Sky Abyss City.

The Investment Conference ended, and all the projects gradually got underway.

At the same time, these sixty projects, large and small, drew the attention of forces from all sides.

Many forces had attended the Investment Conference, numbering over a thousand.

Some had come to pick up bargains, while others were merely there to watch the show.

But regardless of their motives, everyone was extremely curious whether these sixty projects could actually turn a profit.

Aside from Bai Ze, the Three Great Array Sects, and the previously unknown Zong Xingyan also attracted immense attention.

Their prices had been driven down to a horrifying extent. At such prices, there was only the possibility of losses, not profit.

What was even stranger was that once these three parties began their projects, strange moves emerged one after another. They simply refused to play by the usual rules.

Bai Ze ran off to a Small World and got into a fight, then quietly settled down inside that Small World.

Every day, Chai Yan collected discarded timber from the void around Sky Abyss City. In just one year, she had gathered enough