"You mean he's modifying shells for ordinary beings?"
In a lavish, gilded room, a flea several times larger than an ordinary one asked with a smile. Before her, Cat Three, a Panda, bowed respectfully.
"Yes, he's serving ordinary beings." Cat Three displayed the scenes from the marketplace, showing the price list in particular detail.
Kazilan's two tiny eyes rested on the price list for half a minute before she gave a strange laugh. "This man really has his head in the clouds. Does he actually think he can make money on his skills alone? Has he even considered where he is? Three days-can he really scrape together two million?"
"Teacher, should we use some of Christie's resources to make things difficult for him?" Cat Three suggested quietly.
Kazilan hesitated briefly, then shook her head. "There's no need. Let him waste his energy. This auction is crucial to our Flea Race. Aside from the fifty-six outer continents, the most important lots are the cores of the Red Soil Continent. The president just sent word that these cores will be auctioned in seven portions, each with a starting price of around ten million. They're the true essence of the entire Red Soil Continent. You've been with me for a while now. You should know their value."
"The continental cores are deposits of this Origin. Calling them the heart of the entire continent wouldn't be an exaggeration. I've already made inquiries through various channels. The Dragon Race, the Giants, and the Undead all have their eyes on these cores. The Ancient Elves and Behemoth Beastmen, who disappeared at the same time, are also actively pooling funds to secure a core. Even within the Insect Race, the Fire Ants, Ice Centipedes, and Earth Mother have begun working with auctioneers at Christie's. Some other insect