The auction proceeded like most auctions, with the first items being the cheapest.

  Even so, it became clear that most people here only came to look when each item cost at least tens of thousands of Enas.

  There were no ordinary products here, each one was valuable in its own way, so even the most common items were actually improved versions of standard models.

  The first item was a Grade B pugilistic war blade, the blade had a light appearance but was enchanted with all sorts of offensive enchantments, clearly a top-of-the-line product even in Grade B, the kind that could cut through standard weapons like butter.

  The initial price was only 10,000 Enas, but the numbers on the monitor changed rapidly, each bid at least 100 Enas higher. In less than a minute, the group of bidders made the weapon reach 540,000 Enas!

  It wasn't until the item reached 720,000 Enas that the bids finally decreased until it ended at 780,500 Enas.

  Ringo simply observed, the weapon was good, but he had his eye on better prizes, besides, he was already Grade A.

  The auction didn't stop, as soon as the winner was decided, the woman smiled and congratulated the bidder by name.

  It became clear that there was no such thing as confidentiality here, perhaps the reason was to watch the mercenaries massacre each other after the auction, but Ringo didn't care much. After all, he was already Grade A and as long as he didn't find a Grade S, he could manage with that.

  Ironically, the winner was the Sky Ring Army group. Ringo didn't pay much attention, the items would only be awarded at the end of the auction, another maneuver to get everyone out at the same time. That Al Jabar guy has terrible taste.

  The auction continued, each item could be bid on in a few minutes, but there were over 100 items planned, so it would still take several hours to finish, especially for the last, more valuable items.

  A Grade B mechanical gauntlet, advanced psychic knowledge, a secondary-dimensional energy crystal, a rare ore...

  Each item had its own use and value.

  -The next item is a set of 3 genetic serums.- The woman smiled as a galactic human in a suit brought in a silver briefcase and opened it, showing it directly to the great hall. Inside the briefcase, three tubes filled with a semi-transparent rainbow liquid glowed with a faint but powerful light.

  Most of the public calmed down, after all, genetic serums are common in the galaxy and there's even a chance they can cause malignant mutations, so genetic serums are useful, but they should be treated with caution.

  The woman didn't seem to care as she continued. - These three are high-concentration serums from an Interstellar Beast!

  As soon as she said that, a large part of the audience became agitated, this type of genetic serum is extremely rare, there is demand, but no market, so its appearance here was a big surprise.

  -For those who don't know, an interstellar beast is a space creature born among the stars.- She began to explain. -It can travel through space with its body and increase its speed through the gravitational force of planets to reach the speed of spaceships. Although it cannot jump like a spaceship and generally needs to fly alone for thousands of years, its lifespan is almost infinite and its physical and magical resistance is very high. They can keep changing and renewing their cells, due to overhunting and the specie's reproduction rate, they are very rare. We had to pay a great price for a Mage to summon one.

  The group was very interested while she spoke, yet the result was mixed. After all, the number of attributes a serum can enhance isn't high and they would need luck for some kind of beneficial mutation to occur, besides, a harmful mutation was still possible.

  Thus, a large part of the audience wasn't interested, but Ringo's eyes lit up.

  As soon as the bidding began, Ringo watched the numbers rise, not so fast, but there was still a new bid every 2-3 seconds.

  Finally, after almost 2 minutes of this, when the bidding was about to stop, Ringo made his offer.

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  2 million Enas.

  The bidding was already at 1.5 million Enas, but through foresight, Ringo saw that if he bid slowly, the price would rise even further, so he went straight for an amount that would make the others give up.

  There were some complaints scattered throughout the auditorium, but as the bidding period ended without anyone making further offers, the genetic serums fell into Ringo's hands.

  Ringo smiled, that would be perfect. There was one for him, but also one for Jack and Will.

  Yes, as soon as he saw those genetic serums, he thought of his loyal dogs, with that type of gene, their future strength would take an explosive leap.

  The woman wasted no time and shouted. -Congratulations to Black Spider, the leader of the mercenary group Triple Six, for acquiring these three vials of genetic serums!

  Nobody knew him well, except Hokah, but he wasn't around, so people looked around without finding him, even those close to him couldn't tell who he was.

  The woman didn't dwell on that and the auction continued, this wasn't the only genetic trait, there were other rare species as well, but Ringo wasn't interested enough in them to spend millions on them.

  Finally, it was the slave's turn. The first one wasn't Trax, they were saving him for last. Instead, they sent beauties of various races or strong men who could be used for war. Ringo looked at this with cold eyes.

  He detested this type of slave trade, even though it was technically prohibited by the Three Universal Civilizations, it could still happen in broad daylight at an auction like this and nobody would say anything.

  It was ironic, but he wouldn't stand up to save them, not only would he not be congratulated for it, but he would probably become a criminal.

  That's the nature of politics, profit above all else and that profit doesn't always refer to Enas.

  After several slaves had been auctioned off, it was finally Trax's turn. Ringo watched the tiger-man being escorted away, strapped into a floating chair with metal restraints covering most of his body, even his mouth was muzzled.

  Just by looking at his hard eyes, you couldn't tell what he was thinking, but Ringo could feel the burning anger from here.

  His hatred knew no bounds.

  Perhaps this Al Jabar fellow occupied a place in Trax's heart very close to Heber's.

  Even then, Ringo could feel the unyielding spirit, as soon as those shackles were opened, Ringo had no doubt that whatever the means of restraint, it would be ignored by Trax, he would rather die than bow down.

  Sure, someone focused on the psychic aspect could still control a man, Ringo himself could turn him into a useful Mob without even damaging his soul as before, his advancement to Nightmare Master guaranteed that.

  But he wouldn't do that, not when Trax wasn't considered a "villain" by him. So Ringo planned to recruit him sincerely.

  As soon as Trax appeared, the crowd went into a frenzy, shocked to see him there, but soon euphoria reigned, being able to buy someone of that caliber was attractive to many, apart from those who just wanted to "collect".

  -As you can see, this is Trax, the Berserker.- The woman smiled, unconcerned by Trax's deathly gaze fixed on her. -He's also the next 'item' in this auction. I don't need to introduce him, do I?

  The woman let out a short giggle after speaking, making Ringo feel a deeper contempt for her.

  -The starting bid is 100,000 Enas.- the woman said.

  The bidding for Trax was mediocre, on one hand, Trax was clearly the ruthless type, most people could see that, lacking the confidence to control him, buying him was asking for trouble.

  Ringo watched the numbers go up, his eyes gleamed slightly and he saw the future, soon he placed a value and sent it.

  1.2 million Enas.

  As soon as the price appeared, the bidding paused for a moment.

  It increased by 1.21 million Enas, but Ringo was prepared and increased it to 1.25 million Enas.

  At that point, the bidding process came to a complete halt.

  When the time was up, the woman smiled and said. -Congratulations again to Black Spider, leader of the mercenary group Triple Six, for winning this valuable warrior.

  Voices echoed through the audience as they searched for the man in question. Some had already looked up Ringo's face online and some people close to Ringo recognized him. Because of this, Ringo felt some malicious glances.

  Ringo raised an eyebrow nonchalantly, he only saw it as more nourishment for his soul and more food for the Xenomorphs.

  Trax was quickly removed from the stage while the bidding continued, it wasn't until the bidding for a red rose, which seemed simple but caused unease in anyone who saw it, that Ringo became interested again.

  -This is the Red Moon Rose, a flower with powerful psychic properties. It can be used as a tonic for a Grade B psychic, slightly increasing their power without side effects. It can also be used by mages to prepare some more sophisticated potions. Its starting price is 25,000 Enas.- the woman presented.

  Ringo looked with interest and searched for information about the rose on his communicator, its rarity is high, it needs to be cultivated on a planet with a red sun and under the light of a moon that reflects a specific wavelength. Furthermore, its deliberate cultivation is very difficult, and finding it in nature is even more difficult.

  Thoughtfully, Ringo thought that Emma might be able to reproduce this plant and produce something useful with it, so he decided to bid for it. Using his foresight, Ringo waited until the price reached 300,000 before bidding 450,000 Enas.

  No one else bid, the plant's effect wasn't great on its own and the potions made with it weren't very specific, unless someone had some kind of mental illness or something that required that type of spiritually focused potion, they wouldn't want it.

  The price of almost half a million was already quite expensive.

  When he heard the auctioneer's "pleased" voice saying his name again, as well as the malicious glances around him, Ringo wanted to sigh, stupidity can kill.