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Two days later, on a fairly well-known forum in Yanhuang.

Heavenly Moon Is Not White: I won! I won! I won! [emoji][emoji]

Below the post was an image that read: Congratulations, you have won a Skywalk Company Skywalk Generation One gaming console.

The post had barely gone up before it was flooded with comments.

Things like, "Where'd this damn planted shill come from?" and "One day, blade in hand, I'll slaughter them all..." and countless similar remarks.

That wasn't all. Before long, scalpers started bidding right there in the comments, opening at five hundred thousand and constantly raising each other's offers. In an instant, a perfectly good post had turned into an auction house.

But in truth, let alone five hundred thousand—so long as they could get their hands on the product, adding another zero when reselling it wasn't impossible.

Yanhuang might not have much of anything else, but it certainly had plenty of rich people. Though before long, these devices would become increasingly common, and within one or two years at most, their prices would completely fall back to market value.

But to the wealthy, being able to buy time with money was an absolute bargain.

Buy early, enjoy early.

Or even better, nobody else could get one, but they could—using that to flaunt their own capability.

In short, it gave them a tremendous amount of face.

The 250,000 units given away through the lottery might have seemed like a lot, but spread across all of Yanhuang, they were merely a drop in the bucket.

Some people had barely won before someone immediately approached them with a high offer, signed a contract, and directly bought the product before it had even arrived.

Then they realized they seemed to have sold it too cheaply and regretted it bitterly, but with