Li Ziran smiled. The instant the other party mentioned that recommendation slot, he had started laughing. He saw another wildly ambitious being, and that definitely counted as a fine collaborator.
His past survival experience had taught him through countless facts that only people like this could create miracles.
"Seven hundred thousand and one!" Li Ziran stated his bid again, but this time he was exceptionally serious, with not a trace of disdain on his face. Before Cat Three could ask, he added, "I only want this much. How much you earn is up to your own ability. Understand?"
Cat Three was no fool. How could he fail to hear the meaning beneath the strings? "You mean I get all the rest?"
"That depends on your ability. No, I only want five hundred and thirty thousand and one. You already advanced one hundred and seventy thousand just now. Cat Three, I said it before: the bigger the investment, the bigger the return. Shouldn't we be thinking about how to make money? Look, five minutes have already passed. Time waits for no one!"
Cat Three smiled. He had never met someone like this before. Li Ziran had clearly been staring death in the face, yet with a few simple words, he had dispelled Cat Three's will to die and instead stirred up his greedy ambition.
"These shells simply won't do!" Cat Three said quickly. "No one is an idiot. Although a headquarters recommendation is a gilded signboard, every product listed there is flawless, whether in surface color or internal function. I can see some tricks in the things inside those tanks, but only some tricks. In the Void Expanse, they're nothing special at all. The moment these are listed, the discussion they cause will quickly alarm Christie's Auction House headquarters. We won't