Doomsday: Start by hoarding one billion supplies

There were exclamations all over the place.

The expression of the middle-aged man guarding behind the helmet changed drastically, and he looked around in surprise.

Chen Luo stood up and said loudly, "Where is the helmet, why is it gone?"

Someone echoed, "That's right, why is it gone?"

Discussions arose everywhere, and some people gloated at their misfortune.

Chen Luo secretly laughed in his heart, can a broken cover prevent me?

Isn't this looking down on people?

A team of security guards in protective suits walked towards the stage solemnly, but found nothing.

At this time, the organizer is already frantically calling up videos.

The auction items miraculously disappeared in full view.

Not to mention the disappearance of valuables, it will have a major blow to the reputation of the auction house.

But they couldn't figure it out, why did the helmet disappear without a trace?

Can the items protected by the crystal protective cover disappear?

It has been held for so many years, and this is the first time the organizers have seen it.

That's because I didn't come, and you've seen it a long time ago.

The organizer can conclude that the murderer must be in the auction house at this time.

There is a high probability that it is one of the guests, and a small probability that it is one of the staff of the auction house.

But what can they do?Search one by one?

Are you kidding me, there are many important people who came to participate for Wannian Zhu Guo, which important person can tolerate being searched?

Who doesn't have a secret yet?

More than ten minutes passed.

The participating guests were dissatisfied: "I can't do it anymore, I'm here for Zhu Guo."

"Hmph, hurry up, don't waste the old man's time."

"It's okay if you don't continue, and compensate me for the round-trip travel expenses."

Chen Luo's spirits perked up, is there any talk of compensation?

Forget it, you can't be too low-key, low-key, low-key, who cares about those compensations.

The host forced a smile: "Unexpectedly, the auction continues."

Chapter 477 Don't judge me by common sense

There was an accident, and the auction had to go ahead.

Basically, the strong ones are all here for Zhu Guo. Are you saying you don’t want to sell them now?

In addition, the incident happened so abruptly that the organizers didn't expect that something would go wrong, and now they are prepared.

"This is the M-1086 spaceship built by the Fursey Empire. The original price was 3000 million amethysts. Because the original owner was short of funds, he entrusted us to transfer it for auction."

"I only bought it for two and a half years, and I haven't had time to use it once. It can be said that it is brand new. The starting price is 1500W Amethyst."

Behind the big screen behind the host, various parameters and internal conditions of the spacecraft appear.

As for the real thing, it is in the remote control held by the host.

"800 million."

"2000."

For those who need spaceships, buying is earning.

A cold light flashed in the host's eyes, both the remote control and the interior of the spaceship were urgently blocked with locators.

If you dare to attack again, you will be arrested.

At this moment, countless eyes were fixed on the remote control in the host's hand.

Chen Luo curled her lips, she could steal it, and she wasn't afraid of being discovered, but Gou didn't like this thing and had no interest.

The spaceship was sold at a price of 400 million, and it was successfully in the hands of the buyer.

Chen Luo's eyes rolled around, there are quite a few rich people.

These buyers all bid 1000 million to 2000 million. Poor, I feel bad for spending 65.

Why are Huang Yao and others so poor?

Some gods are diligent and take on more tasks, and some gods are more frugal, and they have been saved for tens of thousands of years.

Huang Yao knows how to eat, drink and PD, but of course he can't save money.

Chen Luo was thinking that just robbing a buyer would be enough to spend a month.

But these big winners are all god-level, and relying on force is not enough.

They don't have a supernatural space, but they also have a space ring, and all their wealth is contained in it.

Chen Luo couldn't take away the interspatial ring that was tightly tied to someone else's hand.

Chen Luo rubbed his chin, it seemed that he had to study how to break the storage space, or be able to touch other people's rings directly.

In that way, you will really get rich.

In Blue Star, Chen Luo didn't think about it this way, because there was really nothing worthy of Chen Luo's concern, let alone a space ring.

Chen Luo said to himself, "I'm going to work hard."

The successful sale of the spaceship greatly relieved the organizers. It seemed that the thief was afraid and did not dare to do it anymore, or that special technique could only be used once when he was prepared, and there was no way to use it now.

The last item to be auctioned was also the finale item. Basically, the dozen or so god-level items that came were all for this Zhu Guo.

The two young women worked together to carefully hold a tray. On the tray was an exquisite glass cover, and inside the cover was an open brocade box.

On the brocade box, a crimson fruit about thirty centimeters long was sitting on the box weeping.

It actually has a human-like appearance, eyes are eyes, nose is nose, mouth is mouth.

It is alive.

It means that it cannot be put into the space ring or inside the supernatural space.

Countless pairs of eyes fixed on it as soon as it appeared.

Taking this fruit for the first time can increase the life expectancy by 1 years, but the second time the effect is much reduced, and because the price is too expensive, many poorer than gods are discouraged.

Otherwise, there would never be so few people coming.

Huang Yao and Chen Luo said that there are thousands of gods in the entire universe, comparable to Chinese cabbage.

This is the number of the entire universe, and the god level is the life span of 10 years. The universe produces one every 100 years, and a thousand can be produced in 10 years.

Chen Luolai's purpose was for the helmet, but he looked at the baby in front of him.

Come here, let's take it away together.

If Chen Luo was the organizer, there would definitely be some imprints on Zhu Guo, such as the smell of Elder Xiang or something.

Or some other method, it is very likely to find out who is stealing.

Chen Luo is mentally prepared to be discovered, and if she is discovered, she will be discovered. Anyway, I am Yuri now.

On the periphery of the auction house, a rainbow-colored energy shield has surrounded the entire venue, and the auction house has activated the highest level of vigilance.

As long as the thief is found, he can be trapped, and the god level cannot be stopped, but the identity of the god level can be known.

The impatient god-level shouted: "Let's start."

The host smiled and said, "Okay, let's start shooting..."

The host's long scream resounded throughout the venue. At normal times, everyone would definitely blame her for being ignorant, but no one blamed her at this time.

Because Zhu Guo is gone.

Zhu Guo, who was originally in the crystal cover, only had the brocade box lying alone in the cover, and Zhu Guo disappeared.

It disappeared in full view again.

Chen Luo originally wanted to take this cover along with it, it looks pretty, but the spatial ability can't cover it, so forget it.

A smile appeared on Chen Luo's face. He could leave at this time, but now that he left, wouldn't it mean that I stole it?

I didn't take it, the thief wanted to catch the stolen goods.

The alarm sounded loudly, and guards in silver protective clothing entered the venue one by one.

A lean little old man walked onto the stage with a serious face.

"The venue is blocked, the murderer must still be in the venue, and Zhu Guo can't be put into the space, so just search it, it won't search everyone's space ring, and it won't involve privacy."

"Some honored guests came here for Zhu Guo. They didn't want the murderer to take Zhu Guo away, and they returned disappointed. Please forgive our rudeness and do some superficial searches on everyone."

A god-level acquaintance with the organizer said: "It's understandable, whoever refuses is guilty."

The only thing the organizers are worried about is the god level, below the god level, why don't you give it a try?

The little old man said softly to the middle-aged man beside him: "Lord Zamos, we will find the murderer later, and you may need to take action. Most people don't have the guts to make trouble."

Zamos is a god-level hired by the organizer, and the town hall.

Zamos nodded faintly, the thief must be caught.

I only earned [-] amethysts once I guarded it once, but the other party wants to earn tens of millions by playing tricks?

100 sounds like a lot, but if you do it more than a dozen times a year, it's more than [-] million.

Although the level of this level of auction is not very high, it is only held once every two or three years.

I can't tolerate others making so much at once.

The little old man looked serious and sneered in his heart, Zhu Guo couldn't fit into the space, I'll see how you hide it.

Except for the inside of the box, there is no dead-end surveillance in other places. The auction site was blocked beforehand.

Zhu Guo must be found.

Soon, four guards led a doggy silver fur creature to Chen Luo's box.

The guard said: "Guest, please stand up and walk around?"

Chen Luo stood up with a groan. Zhu Guo was the size of four apples, and it was very big. It was impossible to wear it on her body without being noticed.

Just because other people's space can't hold living things doesn't mean I can't.

Don't judge me by common sense!

Chapter 478 The God Level Who Is About to Die of Old Age

Chen Luo turned around, but there was nothing on him.

A guard also checked the box carefully, found nothing, and politely excused himself.

The little old man's face became more and more ugly, and finally turned livid.

It is impossible to eat it. Once the vermillion fruit is eaten, the room will be full of fragrance, so there must be a smell.

The little old man gritted his teeth and said, "Continue to search."

The god-level Zamos also personally participated in the search, but if he can find it, there will be ghosts.

Zamos, who had also vowed, was shocked.

I'll go, awesome.

I worked so hard to guard all the way from transportation to auction, and only earned 5000 a game. This murderer can earn at least [-] million if he makes a casual move.

Zamoth is sour.

God is better than God, angry to death.

The other god-level people who came to participate also had mixed feelings. How did they do it?