The Marshal's Wife is Wild-Chapter 47 - 46 Auction 2 Clone

When Qu Tong opened the file and saw the detailed contents inside, she looked at Yu Yao and asked, “Are VIP benefits this good?”

With an understanding smile, Yu Yao said, “No, these are the benefits for Miss Qu.”

Qu Tong raised an eyebrow.

Yu Yao was very straightforward.

Either trying to ingratiate or ask for something.

However, Qu Tong didn’t delve deeper and shifted her gaze back to the displayed auction items.

Her potion was prominently displayed with a large “finale” label on the first page, very eye-catching.

The description of each auction item was much more detailed compared to the promotional flyers or the information available online; even the pictures were 3D and could be rotated in all directions.

Especially notable were the reserve price estimates listed below most of the items.

This was definitely not information that a customer should have access to.

Therefore, Qu Tong did not refuse the offer from Yu Yao to stay and explain.

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Yu Yao displayed professional demeanor, not inquiring about her identity or the origin of the potion, fulfilling her duties and making appropriate conversation.

Most of the time, she simply stood quietly to the side.

The auction began shortly thereafter.

With not a single empty seat in the house, the auctioneer took the stage amidst a burst of cheers and began the opening speech.

Regardless of how developed the internet was, large auctions still opted for on-site bidding and immediate payment.

One reason was that people tended to bid more eagerly under the influence of a passionate explanation and the atmosphere of the event, resulting in better prices for the auctioned items.

The first item was a set of mecha blueprints, with a starting bid of 200,000 Star Coins. After several rounds of competition, it reached a final bid of 1 million.

Not that it was expensive, but Qu Tong had never personally dealt with mecha and didn’t know which type would suit her. She decided to consider this issue after she got to school.

After two more rounds, Qu Tong took an interest in a pretty stone.

According to the auctioneer, the stone was called a Void Crystal Stone, a rare mineral. Overall, it was pale pink, and upon closer inspection, each cross section shimmered with iridescent light. It was a rare Energy Stone that humans could use to enhance their physique.

Watching the price soar from 100,000 to 2 million, Qu Tong curiously asked Yu Yao:

“How many levels can this Void Crystal Stone enhance?”

“Not too many. For individuals ranked A and above, it might not even raise a sub-level. However, being one of the only substances aside from gene potions that can externally increase one’s level, even such a small piece is enough to attract fierce competition.”

Aside from the nine main levels from F to SSS, physical levels are further divided into three sub-levels: A+, A, A-.

In the interstellar world, one’s physical level also determines their physical strength and the limit of their spiritual power. She wondered if it could enhance her Special Ability?

But she was quite taken with its appearance alone, so Qu Tong joined the bidding.

Soon the price was called to 3 million Star Coins, with two or three people still competing, but Qu Tong held back from speaking.

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She was torn, still owing a large sum in taxes, and wondered whether it was necessary to spend so much money on a stone that wasn’t very useful when used alone.

Yu Yao, perceiving Qu Tong’s hesitation, considerately reminded her, “30 years ago, a Special-grade Spirit Power Potion entered the black market, and the final bid was 15 million. This time, the promotion is massive, and even the VIPs have taken seats in the first-floor hall because the second, third, and fourth floors are all full.”

The implication was clear—the price this time would only be higher.

With a thought, Qu Tong glanced at Yu Yao.

A real beauty, and very helpful too.

Yu Yao returned with a professional smile.

Qu Tong pressed the bidding button: 4 million.

“4.2 million.”

“4.3 million.”

“4.5 million.”

Two more stopped bidding, leaving just one person still following.

Qu Tong continued to press: “5 million.”

“That price is a bit high.”

“Indeed, the Void Crystal Stone isn’t that big; at most it’s worth 4 million, any more Star Coins would be a loss.”

“Most of the items auctioned today sold for more than usual, so what’s the surprise?”

“Right, there are plenty of rich people here, and they’re all here for the final potion auction.”

No one else raised their voice to bid, and the bustling noise of the hall became conspicuous. Since people weren’t trying to quiet down, Qu Tong heard quite a bit.

“Guest number 4002 offers 5 million, any further bids?”

“5 million once, 5 million twice, 5 million for the third and last time, congratulations to guest number 4002.”

A gavel strike sealed the final ownership of the Void Crystal Stone.

It was pricey, but Qu Tong didn’t mind.

After all, the more people involved, the higher the prices would go. ‘The wool comes from the sheep,’ and her potion would only fetch a higher price.

This place was indeed the largest black market, with items ranging from rare Energy Stones and high-durability Mecha materials to exquisite, high-end evening gowns and rare, pollution-free green plants—a diverse and assorted selection.

Besides the initial Void Crystal Stone, Qu Tong also auctioned a carefully cultivated grapevine sapling.

Whether it was polluted or not didn’t matter. Qu Tong had her eye on the taste of these grapes, which during the Blue Star Era once had the title of the world’s most expensive grapes. Not only were they radiant like rubies, but the taste was also incredibly sweet and rich.

Energy Plants were difficult to cultivate, and therefore there weren’t many bidders. Qu Tong won it for 50,000 Star Coins.

“Huh?” A commotion suddenly arose from the first-floor hall.

Qu Tong, who had been examining the Void Crystal Stone in her hand, looked up towards the stage upon hearing the noise.

To her surprise, the staff had actually brought a person onto the stage.

The man lay on his side in a cage, appearing to be unconscious, clothed in loose apparel that was brand new, likely changed before bringing him in. However, there were visible wounds on his neck, chest, ankles, and many other places, like whip marks, and some had even begun to bleed.

Yet his head of golden hair was unusually smooth and beautiful, and it was long.

Interstellar fashion was highly individualistic, with colorful hairstyles everywhere. Even permanent gene-altering hair dyes were available, so men with long hair were uncommon but not bizarre.

“Does the Empire allow the sale of people?” Qu Tong asked casually, standing by the window.

“Of course, the Empire’s official residents are not permitted,” Yu Yao said with a smile. “But that doesn’t include unregistered residents and clones.”

Clones?

There were no clones in the Canaan Empire; the government strictly prohibited the practice of such technology.

Seeing Qu Tong take an unusual interest, Yu Yao continued, “He is said to be the Seventh Prince of the Kasa Empire, cloned by the Empress specifically to provide a heart for her congenitally weak Third Prince. However, the seven-year-old prince ended up killing the Third Prince and was subsequently imprisoned by the Royal Family. A year later, he was exiled to Huangxing to fend for himself. Somehow he was brought back this year and delivered to our black market.”