Chapter 156 - 156: What Garbage is That?

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``` "Old Fang, it's starting, that thing's up for auction!" Wang Cong was unusually excited. For everything else, regardless of the price, Fang Jueyu would just keep bidding up to the sky; he wasn't short on money. But now, something a bit more interesting had appeared, and it was mysterious enough that they were only seeing it for the first time now. On the small cart were two very high-end briefcases. Bringing them up this time weren't the ceremonial girls from before, but two people in peculiar skintight outfits. Those two had well-proportioned figures, short and neat hair, expressionless faces, and wore glasses that looked straight out of a sci-fi movie. "What's this? Filming a sci-fi movie?" The strange attire led many to whisper among themselves. "Two SS-class superpower users, this Rothschild family sure has some deep roots!" Quite a few people from various governments and military circles marveled. There were only a handful of SSS-class superpower users in the world, and an SS-class was already considered a significant asset for any country. Some countries didn't even have a few, and yet in this family, such individuals were used as bodyguards to escort auction items. It was a testament to the Rothschild family's immense wealth. "This isn't for a movie," Fang Jueyu explained, "Old Wang, I'm not joking. These two are superpower users." "Are you kidding me?" Wang Cong, having lived so long, had established his worldview. Such superpower users obviously only existed in movies and novels, outside of his understanding. "Gu Yi, show him a little demonstration!" Fang Jueyu said. "Yes, young master!" Gu Yi walked up to Wang Cong and extended a hand. "You... what are you doing?" "Whoosh!" A hot flame erupted from Gu Yi's palm, even scorching Wang Cong's hair at the front of his head. "What the heck!" Wang Cong jumped off the couch in fright. He completely felt the heat in the air; it definitely wasn't some kind of illusion. "This... Old Fang? Is Gu Yi also a superpower user you mentioned?" "No, compared to him, superpower users are like kids," Fang Jueyu said. "I didn't want you to know, but since we're so close, you'll come across these things sooner or later." "Your background is really unfathomable." Wang Cong sat down, his heart still racing. But he knew Fang Jueyu; he wouldn't harm him or had any need to. His wealth was more than enough to buy a hundred Patek watches, what was the point? "Colt, do you know about the Rothschild family's power?" Fang Jueyu asked casually. "Young master, no need to discuss the Rothschild family's assets, just a few billion dollars, less than one percent of ours. However, their foundation is quite remarkable, with two SSS-class superpower users and dozens of SS-class ones. Such power could easily overthrow several small countries." "How does it compare to the Ladinic family?" "Hahaha young master, you love to joke. Our Ladinic family doesn't have superpower users. We've trained Hidden Elementers with the first generation family head's teachings," Colt laughed. "They can't match Mr. Gu Yi, but these superpower users are nothing more than useless trash." "My ancestor really treated this family well, even teaching them the Guiding Technique." Fang Jueyu murmured. Even though it was just a small portion, it far exceeded modern times already. S~eaʀᴄh the ηovёlFire .net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. "Click!" Scarlett opened the box, revealing two spiral-shaped vials that resembled the injector Fang Huai had given to Fang Jueyu with little Yi. One vial was blue, the other green. The blue one was an enhancement potion, and the green one a neutralizing potion. For Earth's current tech, it was still a primitive technology at best. The enhancement potion could unlock the body's potential, triggering beneficial genetic mutations. But the mutation was too intense for ordinary bodies. The United States conducted numerous human trials. After many test subjects died, they developed this neutralizer. It stabilized the genes and reduced pain, increasing the superpower user's creation rate to over 50%! To know, other countries' technologies could only achieve a maximum of 10% success rate, and the body requirements were extremely high. Each vial's cost was astronomical. They were desperate to acquire this advanced technology from the auction. "Why does this feel like Resident Evil?" Wang Cong curiously eyed the two vials. "DSB-003, does this abbreviation mean Dumb Stupid Big? Hahaha!" "It really is pretty dumb," Fang Jueyu laughed. His ancestor over two thousand years ago could produce pills that fully unlocked a body's potential. Now these fools were fiercely competing over this trash. Isn't that just dumb? "Three billion Euros!" The United States first bid. This was their ace in genetic enhancement, it couldn't fall into other nations' hands no matter what, they had to buy it all! "Three and a half billion!" Someone from Sun Country bid. "Three and seven-tenths billion!" This time it was English with a curry-like accent. "Three point nine billion!" The French joined in the bidding. But with each bid, they glanced toward Room 01, fearing Fang Jueyu would scoop everything up again. Fang Jueyu, however, remained silent, unclear whether he had no interest or had run out of funds. But it seemed reasonable; those capable of contending for the enhancement potion were either government or military forces. The individual in Room 01 was probably just some wealthy person. No matter how rich they were, they couldn't surpass a country. "Huaxia folks really lack judgment, spending so much on pretty but useless items, ignoring the real treasures. This nationality's potential seems exhausted," Jingen Shuuji said with a hint of pity. "Four billion!" "Old Fang, are you going to snatch this?" Wang Cong asked. Given Fang Jueyu's personality, he probably would've started an "Ao Bai" moment. "What's the point of snatching this trash?" Fang Jueyu said. "With Jiangnan City's strict garbage sorting, I'd have to consider whether it's dry, wet, or hazardous waste, why waste the money?" "It's been scooped to four billion, and this is still trash?" Wang Cong asked, puzzled. "My ancestor researched better stuff 2,000 years ago. If this isn't trash, then what is?" How could they have known that when they mocked Fang Jueyu's lack of vision, Fang Jueyu too was mocking them? They passionately fought over something even the Fang Family members wouldn't deign to look at, something they'd ponder how to classify as waste. Fang Jueyu's eyes were filled with the sympathy of someone watching intellectually challenged children. Fang Jueyu shook his head and sighed, "It seems their imagination is indeed limited by poverty!" ```

Chapter 156 - 156: What Garbage is That?

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