Chapter 815 547: I'm Willing to Sell
But now, seeing Emperor Qin Shi Huang leave in such a manner, his heart naturally felt very uncomfortable.
Next, the scene shifted again, to a desolate plain, where flags were fluttering, and countless soldiers, dressed in mourning, lined up in neat formations. In their midst, a coffin was being carried by sixteen strong men.
This coffin was entirely black, with carvings of dragons and phoenixes on it.
Under the command of Zhao Gao, countless soldiers were carrying the coffin towards an underground passage about five or six meters wide and three meters high.
In the stadium, countless people watched this scene, all becoming solemn. Everyone knew that this should be the entrance to the Mausoleum of Emperor Qin Shi Huang. They followed the scroll's perspective, entering the mausoleum, and after walking through a tunnel several hundred meters deep, the scene in front of them took everyone's breath away.
This was a bell-shaped underground palace, constructed layer by layer downward from the surface above.
Below was the sky, and the buildings on the ground were modeled after Weiyang City. The soldiers walked upside down on the palace roads.
In the center of Xianyang City, there was no palace, but an empty space.
On this empty space, there was a suspended staircase connected to the underground. The soldiers stopped in front of the staircase, and only the sixteen strong men carried the coffin of Emperor Qin Shi Huang, starting to walk down the steps.
Upon reaching the bottom, they saw a palace embedded directly in the underground soil. Around the walls of the soil, there were various bas-reliefs.
In the center of the palace, there was a fist-sized white pearl, floating and shining bright.
And the sixteen strong men placed Emperor Qin Shi Huang's coffin on a platform made of white jade.
As soon as they put it down, their complexions suddenly changed, their bodies became stiff, their skin instantly lost color, and their breath was cut off, as if they had turned into sixteen statues, standing upright.
At the same time, the soldiers began to slowly retreat.
A white light flashed, and everything around disappeared.
Half an hour passed quickly, and all the audience members gradually returned to their seats.
On stage, Xia Liang looked at the countless faces in the audience indifferently, with a faint smile... From the faces of these spectators, he could feel their awe and shock towards magic.
With this, the task of completing the system release is even closer.
Once everyone was seated, Xia Liang turned and nodded to the staff beside him, who operated something, and the large screen behind him began to scroll numbers again.
Soon, a number appeared.
25687
Immediately, a beam of light hit the audience, revealing a middle-aged man standing up.
At that moment, he was full of excitement, never having been so thrilled in his life.
What this ticket meant, was self-evident.
He had no grand goals or dreams, just wanted to marry a beautiful, shapely, and knowledgeable wife in his lifetime, but he retreated when facing the exorbitant bride price.
It should be noted that this person seemed to be almost fifty years old, at an age where his peers generally already had grandchildren, yet he didn't even have a wife.
To say he wasn't anxious would be a lie; every holiday, he didn't dare return home, fearing the neighbors' urging.
Even the places he rented changed frequently, because after a while, he feared the neighbors' gossip.
But now, this opportunity was right in front of him.
He stood up and shouted loudly,
"Fifty thousand, I'm bidding this price for the spot......"
Hiss!
The whole place gasped in surprise, especially the spectators in the audience, each one shocked by his audacity to shout such a high price for one spot, fifty thousand, which he dared to say aloud.
In the audience's eyes, the previous high price was a result of excitement,
and now he started at fifty thousand, many people thought he had gone mad, and this price probably made no one would pay attention to him. The surrounding spectators were laughing at him, even pointing fingers and whispering about him.
"Geez, is this guy insane? How could he dare to shout fifty thousand for one spot, utterly unreasonable."
"Crazy for money, no matter how rich, none of the wealthy would pay such a high price for this one spot."
"Isn't this a joke? Hahaha..."
Even the man himself felt he might have called out too high a price. Just as he was about to change his mind and consider lowering the price, a voice suddenly echoed across the audience,
"I'll give you fifty thousand and one, for your spot."
A woman in her forties stood up and said lightly.
Her voice made the entire stadium fall silent.
Everyone found it hard to believe that someone was actually willing to spend such a large sum of money to buy a spot.
Probably the first time in this world!
And moreover, a spot was priced at fifty thousand and one, who could imagine, who would dare to imagine? But it happened now!
However, before everyone could recover, before the middle-aged man could emerge from his ecstasy, a calm voice came from above the stadium,
"I bid fifty-five thousand!"
Another wealthy person spoke.
Everyone was stunned, unable to believe it, staring at the person who called out the bid, excited again?
This man in his thirties appeared composed and calm, he looked at the middle-aged man.
"Don't worry about the money, as long as you nod, I can transfer the amount now, regardless of what you want, whether it's a company or enterprise, I can transfer it to your name now and have a lawyer process it online, completed within ten minutes."
The middle-aged man froze for a second, carefully looked at the man, and suddenly asked.
"Are you President Cai from Taifa Group?"
The man in his thirties nodded and smiled.
"You recognize me?"
The middle-aged man quickly nodded.
"I used to work in Taifa Group, but I was just an ordinary employee."
President Cai smiled and said,
"Then it's easy, you should know Taifa Group well, fifty-five thousand is nothing to me."
However, at this moment, another voice came from the scene.
"I bid sixty thousand."
It was the voice of a woman in her twenties.
This woman was very beautiful, tall, long-legged, with outstanding temperament, obviously of extraordinary background.
And now, she dared to bid sixty thousand, competing with all the big shots, making all the spectators present somewhat surprised.
"Seventy thousand!"
Yang Han, who wanted to buy Old Cao's spot the second time, spoke again.