This game is too real.

Chapter 341 Undercurrent Auction!

"Fuck!"

The real world, somewhere.

Looking at the two lines of announcements that popped up on the official website, the trader sitting in front of the computer couldn't help but swear.

Seeing his colleagues looking at him in unison, he coughed dryly to cover up his embarrassment, and spoke quickly.

"Temporarily suspended trading...can no longer trade."

This sentence stirred up a thousand waves.

"Can't trade?!"

"what's the situation?!"

"Is there a problem with funds?"

"How can you lose the chain at such a critical moment!"

There was an uproar in the office, and the old man sitting at another desk suddenly stood up and asked anxiously.

"Why can't I trade? What happened?"

The trader pushed the chair away, rested his head on the cushion, and squeezed the space between his brows with a headache.

"The explanation on the official website is that the server network is fluctuating... In short, orders can be placed or canceled now, but transactions cannot continue."

Everyone: "..."

Network fluctuations are ok.

This excuse is too bad, right? !

Servers all over the world fluctuate together, and the official website of "Wasteland OL" may not be affected.

The man with the square face coughed dryly.

"...It's quite like that guy."

That guy, of course, refers to Ah Guang.

In the past six months, they collected and sorted out almost every post, every sentence, and even every punctuation mark A Guang posted on the forum.

All in order not to miss crucial information.

Like this auction.

If they ignore this clue, let competitors buy the technology.

That's really a big loss!
Sitting up from the office chair, the trader paused and continued.

"However, although the bad news is that the trading has been suspended, the good news is that... the auction time has been brought forward to now."

Everyone in the office whispered.

the old man asked with a frown.

"Is this good news?"

"Of course," the trader said as a matter of course, "We have a first-mover advantage. Although we are not sure about the number of opponents and how much our opponents bought, judging from the proportion of our trading volume to the trading volume, our Great advantage!"

Hearing this sentence, everyone finally stretched their brows.

The old man who had stood up before also breathed a sigh of relief, and sat back on the chair again.

After the meeting yesterday, he immediately found Academician Liu Yiping of the Institute of Materials Technology and Engineering of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, and consulted in detail about technical issues such as lithium batteries and lithium dendrites.

In order to understand the twists and turns, he took several pages of notes alone!

According to academician Liu Yiping, although there is little hope of solving the problem of lithium dendrites in a short period of time, once this problem can be solved, the impact on the domestic new energy industry and even the national energy strategy will be amazing.

This time, even Academician Liu, who has always been rigorous, used the exaggerated expression "amazing".

Its significance can be imagined!
In any case, they must win this auction!
The man with the square face coughed lightly.

"Let's not set up this F...I mean, let's not talk too much, what about the rules of the auction?"

The trader touched the bridge of his nose, stared at the computer screen and said.

"...The rules are the same as those of other auctions. The highest bidder wins, and the price increase cannot be less than 1% each time. However, since the transaction is completed on the other party's platform, and the transaction currency is limited to silver coins, the quotation cannot exceed the account upper limit."

How many silver coins each account holds is anonymous, but it is a clear card for the operator of "Wasteland OL".

In other words, the operation of falsely reporting the auction price cannot be realized, and the balance of the account is the upper limit of the quotation.

The man with the square face frowned.

"...That is to say, you can't quote a high price first, and you have to wait until the delivery date to get it all together."

The trader nods.

"Yes, according to the rules, the delivery will be carried out immediately after the auction is completed... This is actually good news for us. Our bid only needs to be higher than the second place by a 'minimum markup' to win This auction."

The old man asked immediately.

"When will the auction start?"

The trader turned his gaze to the screen.

"It's started!"

More than just started.

The competition among all parties has even reached a fever pitch!

An anonymous account was the first to report a floor price of 100 million silver coins, and then the second account raised the price to 200 million silver coins without hesitation, and then all parties began to argue in units of 10.

According to public information, as of the suspension of the silver coin trading platform, the highest price of silver coin transactions has approached 600!

The average transaction price of the day was directly pulled from 50 to 80!

Based on the average price, these 200 million silver coins are equivalent to 1 million!
Just crazy!

However, everyone sitting in the room knew very well that compared to the value of the auction item itself, the quotation of more than 1 million yuan might not even be a fraction.

A painting can sell hundreds of millions, not to mention this key technology that can change an industry?
The reason for not adding a 0 is simply because there are only so many bargaining chips in the market.

At present, the total number of players in the game is about 3000, with an average of 3000 silver coins in each person's pocket, which adds up to [-] million.

Counting a few high-players who have industries in the game, doubling the "total currency in circulation" to 6000 million is already quite remarkable.

In addition, there is a huge group of cloud players participating in the transaction, diverting a part of the silver coins, and the opponent's disk hidden in the trading platform is also selling at the same time.

Even if they have spent all their capital to buy, they only got 10% of the chips in one day.

Don't look at the number of 10%, which seems to be very small.

As a non-issuer of the currency, holding 10% of the total circulation of the currency—that is, nearly 600 million silver coins, is already a very aggressive silver buying strategy!
The cost of hundreds of millions, if the end result is an electronic greeting card with "Thank you for your patronage", everyone in the room will have to bear the responsibility.

In a sense, their fate has been tied to "Wasteland OL".

Although most of them have never entered the game...

Staring at the laptop on his lap, the man with a square face clenched his fists, his palms seemed to be dripping with sweat.

He is also a closed beta player.

Brother Guang never cheated on his own people.

He believed Brother Guang would not cheat him!
As time passed, the bidding price quickly reached 300 million silver coins, and the rate of increase began to slow down.

The trader, who had been standing still, suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

"...400 million should be their limit."

"Each time the price increase must not be less than 1%, we only need to directly hit the price to 400 million, and counting the 4 price increase, we will basically win."

While speaking, he tapped the keyboard with his index finger and entered a series of numbers.

After carefully checking the string of 0s, he then hit enter.

Like a button to stop time.

The moment the quotation was sent, the entire auction window seemed to be paused, and no new quotation popped up.

Then, a 3-minute pop-up starts flashing.

[400 million once! 】

[400 million twice! 】

【……make a deal! 】

The office, which had been quiet for a full 9 minutes, erupted in excitement in an instant.

"It's done!"

"Hahaha! We won!"

"Good job!"

The man with the square face finally stretched his eyebrows, loosened and clenched his fists.

Even though he has always been steady, he couldn't help shouting hello along with his colleagues.

The old man excitedly walked to the side of the trader and leaned closer to the computer.

"Where is the thing? What film...how did they give it to me?"

The auction was won, there is no suspense about this.

The vast majority of players trade in RMB, and it would be a coincidence if they could lose.

But the key now is, where is the auctioned item?

The office fell silent.

The man with the square face suddenly stood up, threw the laptop on the sofa, walked quickly to the office door and opened it.

The ground was empty, nothing.

Fortunately, there was nothing.

Getting the helmet delivered to his door was scary enough.

It would be dreadful if it could be delivered here!

The reactions of the others were different from his. They all leaned in front of the computer, staring at the screen nervously.

Soon a line of pop-up windows came over.

the trader said excitedly.

"...the other party initiated a data transmission request to us!"

"Hurry up, hurry up and confirm!" The old man urged excitedly, "Don't make a mistake!"

"I know!"

It is obviously impossible to make a mistake.

No matter how much the hand holding the mouse shakes, it is impossible to shake the fork in the upper right corner.

It didn't take long for the 10 gigabytes of data to be transferred, and what was downloaded was actually a compressed file in rar format.

However, the form in which the data is stored is not important, decompression is done quickly.

Looking at the pile of documents lying in the folder, everyone around the computer involuntarily held their breath.

"...improved artificial SEI membrane!"

"Not just research literature...even the process flow!"

The old man standing in front of the computer said excitedly.

"Quick! Send the information to the Institute of Materials Engineering, Chinese Academy of Sciences immediately!"

The man in the green shirt nodded solemnly and said cleanly.

"Yes!"

The assistant on the side also took out the phone that was turned off in his pocket.

"I'll go outside and make a phone call with Academician Liu Yiping!"

The old man said quickly.

"Let me talk to Academician Liu!"

"Yesterday, I just asked him about the lithium dendrite. If I tell him about it, he will explain it more clearly."

Because of the 10 G data, the office is busy inside and outside.

This kind of technology related to the national energy strategy is naturally impossible to send by network disk or email.

Not long after, special cars with white plates left the compound one after another and drove in different directions.

Meanwhile, across the ocean.

The office of a CIA project team.

Watching the auction item being taken away by the mysterious buyer, Fick kicked the table cursingly.

"Fake!"

This is the third time he has done this today.

The leg of the table was almost limped by his kick, but he still couldn't relieve his anger.

400 million silver coins!
Where did such a large bidding list come from!
"The time is too short, and it just happened to catch up with the temporary suspension... One day, there is no room for manipulation at this time." The trader sitting in front of the computer had a painful expression.

He has been working overtime for almost 24 hours in a row, but now he has encountered such a ridiculous thing, it can be said that he is physically and mentally exhausted.

The colleague sitting next to him shook his head.

"...We have almost bought out all the chips in the hands of speculators. No matter how high the price is, it is useless without trading volume."

"The battle is over before all the bullets are fired... Xie Te, I have never played such an aggrieved game!" The trader scratched his head and said.

"The most fucking thing is that we are not the only ones placing orders in US dollars! Someone is competing with us for chips on the same plate!"

"Damn it, can't these bastards wait a little longer?! We didn't sell them until the end of the photo! Why are you robbing your own people!"

There were murmurings in the office.

No one can accept such a result of working overtime for 24 hours.

The trader looked at Fick, who was in charge of the case.

"What should we do now? The auction is over, and we bought a pile of waste paper at a high price... Do you want to throw it away when the market opens?"

Fick's face was gloomy, he folded his arms and thought for a long time, then he suddenly spoke.

"Don't be in a hurry to throw it away...the auction may not be the only one."

Spending tens of millions of dollars to buy a pile of waste paper, even if he has the backing of Tongtian, he can't keep him.

Failure to win this auction was at best a tactical defeat.

And if you choose to stop the loss at this time and throw away the silver coins in your hand, it is tantamount to admitting your own strategic failure.

No matter how much he reduced the financial losses for his benefactors and superiors, it could not save his own career.

Now he has only one way to go, and that is to prove that the string of numbers in the account is not worthless.

How to prove it?

Very simple.

As long as the buyer who bought the auction item sent out the "buyer show".

Whether it is active or passive, as long as his superiors and patrons see that the silver coin can indeed buy good things, and the reason why he didn't buy it is because the support from the top management is not strong enough, he will not Being demoted because of a tactical defeat, he was able to gain even greater support from the headquarters!
Things of real value cannot be concealed at all.

As long as you keep an eye on relevant news in the industry, you can always find some clues.

Thinking of this, Fick gradually calmed down and regained his confidence.

One loss is nothing.

There are still 300 million silver coins in their account!
There may not be no chance at the next auction.

"...But when is the next time? There are no new announcements on that website." The trader whispered.

Everyone in the office looked at each other and whispered in low voices.

"It doesn't matter when the next time is!"

Fick raised the volume of his speech, interrupting the whispers of the crowd.

"...The important thing is that we should establish a normalized acquisition mechanism for silver coins."

"Not only can we not sell the chips in our hands, but we have to continue to buy when the price is right, so as to ensure that we have sufficient silver coin reserves in our account."

"In this way, we will not be in such a hurry as we are today when we have such an opportunity next time!"

Having said that, he changed the subject.

"So in the final analysis... the reason for this defeat is not that we did not contribute, but that the headquarters did not support us enough!

"If they had followed our advice and started buying silver coins a month ago, what happened today would never have happened!"

Looking around at everyone in the office, his voice was firm, even fanatical.

"Everyone, this is a gift from an extraterrestrial civilization. Those crazy bids are evidence. The value behind it is far beyond what money can measure! And we are not the only ones who discovered this!"

"I will immediately write a report, propose it to our headquarters, and get the support of Congress to increase our budget!"

"In any case, in this competition, we must not fall behind others!"

There was a noisy discussion in the office, and everyone had different expressions on their faces.

Some people nodded in agreement, while others thought he was crazy.

Betting his official career or even his entire career on a fundamentally uncertain matter.

Not to mention them, even Fick himself thought he must be crazy!

Scenes of deja vu are being staged all over the world.

Not only intelligence agencies are watching this auction, but also industry giants with relevant interests.

This includes the darlings who operate in the new energy industry, as well as those giants who sell oil and gas.

Although the transaction price of that auction item is not even comparable to a piece of art they have at home, it is very likely to leverage the market of hundreds of billions or even trillions.

Even revolutionize an industry!
At least they have to find a way to figure out what is that auction item?
And who took it away?
How will it be used?

The intelligence agencies of various countries are working overtime, becoming ants on a hot pot.

Everyone is racking their brains to find a way to investigate the identity of the mysterious buyer.

And the mysterious buyer was not idle, and was also working overtime, trying to restore the mysterious film in the laboratory...

……

On the other side, the wasteland world.

The Dawn City Square, decorated with lights and festoons, has completely escaped into the embrace of the night.

As the clock struck twelve o'clock, the stalls serving beer and food closed one after another.

Those who drank to their heart's content walked home shoulder to shoulder, while those who drank unconsciously simply lay on the side of the road, waiting for the guards to drag them into the police station to sober up.

Just looking at this place, it doesn't look like a wasteland!
This is simply heaven!
In the banquet hall not far from the square, the sound of toasting each other gradually came to an end.

Looking at the long banquet table that seemed to have been swept by a typhoon, Chu Guang hummed a little song he heard from nowhere, enjoying the aftertaste of the banquet's end.

And that last bit of good time.

Just by looking at his current lazy appearance, no one can connect him with the "behind-the-scenes man" who stirs up the situation in another world.

"Master, the auction is over." Xiao Qi whispered in his ear.

Chu Guang replied in a casual tone.

"Oh, I know."

Xiao Qi asked curiously after waiting for a long time but there was no further text.

"Huh? Isn't the master curious who took that thing in the end?"

Chu Guang smiled.

"What's so curious about this, I know how many silver coins they have in their pockets better than they themselves."

joke.

From the Alpha0.1 version, he has developed a good habit of "checking" the players' warehouses.

Now in the Beta version, the digital management of the new alliance has been further deepened, and it makes no sense to abandon this fine tradition.

This wave not only directly recovered 400 million silver coins, but also indirectly locked the liquidity of at least 3000 million silver coins.

Only by locking up a part of excess liquidity can more liquidity be released to industries that need money.

Otherwise it will cause inflation.

I really can't understand it. The silver coins in the pockets of cloud players can be understood as fixed deposits with no interest.

The treasury of the new alliance has increased by 400 million silver coins, and the alliance central bank has an additional credit balance of 3000 million silver coins.

The former can be used to invest in public utilities, build new settlements, and fill the fiscal deficit caused by the war. The latter can be used to lend money to companies that need money to help the supply side expand production.

Whether it's a player-run business or an NPC-run business.

As for the ordinary players whose pockets were emptied, they didn't lose.

They can spend in reality with RMB or US dollars, and work harder to earn silver coins.

Whether it is the new alliance, the players, or the cloud players who have not participated in the game at all, they have all benefited.

Because no one loses at all.

So this wave is of course a win-win situation!

As for how many times he won, Chu Guang didn't bother to think about it for the time being, he just wanted to concentrate on enjoying the banquet.

Haven't been this relaxed in a long time.

Since the announcement of the Northern Expedition two months ago, he has never been idle for a moment.

Now the taut string in his brain finally relaxed a little.

As for the troublesome things.

You can wait until tonight to think about it.

Watching the last player staggeringly leave the banquet scene, Chu Guang raised his wine glass towards his back.

"Enjoy yourself!"

"The honor belongs to you!"

"This is the reward you deserve!"

Don't blame me for suspending the silver coin trading platform.

This is to protect you.

After taking a sip of the fine wine in the glass, Chu Guang put the glass aside.

If it weren't for today being a special day, he wouldn't drink at all.

Boss Xia, who loves to eat and drink, is already lying on the table, grinning and giggling.

Xiaoyu stared at the cake on the plate, and ate it with a happy face.

Pai, who sat next to her, was less ladylike.

It was the first time she ate such a luxurious delicacy, and she made her mouth full of cream and chocolate shavings. Before she could swallow the food in her mouth, she yelled excitedly.

"Whoa! What is this thing! Damn, this is too delicious!"

Xiaoyu raised the corners of his mouth slightly proudly.

"Cream! And chocolate! Dessert is the specialty of Dawn City!"

"What about that, what about that?" Pai, who was holding a fork, looked at another plate on the table with sparkling eyes.

"That's charcoal-roasted deer shank... But it's best not to eat the roast meat with the cake, it will be very greasy!"

Although Xiaoyu was teaching the experience of tasting delicious food with a serious face, Pai didn't listen at all, and couldn't wait to stuff a large piece of grilled meat into his mouth.

Try to swallow the food.

Touching his slightly bulging belly, it might be that he finally couldn't fit it anymore, so Pai finally put down the tableware he had accumulated in his hands and leaned back on the chair.

"Wooooow, I don't understand why you have so many delicious food!"

Xiaoyu asked curiously.

"Don't you have any there?"

When the two of them chatted before, she learned that Camp 101 was a place similar to Beit Street.

But instead of the old mayor who exploited them, there were a lot of people who were more knowledgeable than Grandpa Charlie.They invented a lot of useful things and lived a life indifferent to the world.

To be honest, Xiaoyu felt a little envious.

Especially from what she said, when they were very young, they would be taught to write and count, and when they were a little older, they could learn even more powerful knowledge.

That was something she had never experienced before.

If it wasn't for Brother Chu, she would probably still be worrying about how to carry the heavy iron pot to the stove, and she wouldn't have learned so much interesting knowledge.

"Hey," Pai sighed when talking about his own home, "Although synthetic food is not inedible... But the taste, I advise you not to have too much hope."

"Is it nutritional cream?" Xiaoyu asked curiously.

"It's not like a nutritional cream... We live a little better than the average survivor settlement, but we can't even talk about being rich in energy and materials."

Speaking of this, Pai suddenly thought of the big gift given to them by the previous manager.

That truck seems to be loaded with a lot of delicious food!
Thinking that everyone in the camp could also share these delicious delicacies, Pai felt as if eating honey, and was indescribably happy.

The master was right.

When shared, even monotonous meals can become delicious.

Not to mention such delicious food!

Taking a peek at the manager who was leaning on the chair with his eyes closed and dozed off, and was about to fall asleep, Pai made up his mind.

As a representative of the visiting group, she must sign a beautiful agreement to go back!

Let everyone have such a delicious meal!

(End of this chapter)