Wizard: Starting With Synthesized Gems - Chapter 1047

Chapter 1032 Victims of an S-Class Experiment Accident

At this moment, a minotaur slave pushed a wooden cart. On the cart was a flowerpot made of the 18th Chrono Crystal. The 18th Chrono Crystal was an extremely expensive gold-linking material, usually sold by the gram, but here it was used as a flowerpot for a magical plant.

Inside the flowerpot, a green vine, like jade, seemed to be rotating along an invisible column of air, climbing upwards. Tendrils and suckers extended outwards from the green vine, converging to form the claws of two green dragons.

The entire vine released a faint magical glow.

Seeing that everyone’s attention was drawn, the Star Ring Wizard in charge of the auction smiled confidently, because with this, the item would definitely not go unsold.

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“This is a Star Ring Magic Plant: Green Dragon Vine, starting bid ten million magic stones. This is a rare item that the Green Dragon Throne took from her treasury when she was clearing out her inventory, and she’s using it to reward the younger members of the club this year.”

“The Green Dragon Vine is a legendary Star Ring Magic Plant that requires the azure dragon’s spiritual energy generated from fragments of the Jianmu tree to grow. Look at this [Vine Dragon Claw] structure; this is the Green Dragon Vine’s most distinctive feature. It’s composed of hundreds of tendrils and suckers, capable of adsorbing even air, and can absorb objects exceeding twenty million times its own weight—and the Star Ring Magic Plant Green Dragon Vine itself is quite heavy.”

The Star Ring Wizard said, “The bid will start at least at 100,000 magic stones.”

“Everyone, let’s begin.”

In an instant, someone began to call out prices, which climbed from ten million to fifteen million, quickly approaching twenty million magic stones.

Locke’s brow twitched, because he had originally thought that a Green Dragon Vine was with the Green Dragon Throne, and that he might have a chance to obtain it in the future. However, he didn’t expect this opportunity to appear before him so quickly, and even more unexpectedly, although the opportunity had appeared, the problem was that he seemed unable to seize it.

A middle-aged dragonblood wizard, Star Ring Wizard, suddenly spoke up: “I’ll offer eighteen million magic stones. Everyone, as you know, my main research area is vine science, and this green dragon vine is very important to me. Could you let me have it? We’re all wizards from the same guild.”

Locke knew that the Dragon Blood Auction’s principles weren’t just about the highest bidder winning; those with the highest demand also received priority.

This was because it was essentially a welfare distribution event for purchasing high-value magical resources at low prices,

not a true auction.

Locke frowned, because if this green dragon vine fell into someone else’s hands, it would likely be difficult to get it back.

This thing was far too special.

No breeder specializing in vine science would give it away.

It was very likely one of only two remaining green dragon vines in the world.

At least, to the wizards outside, they were unaware of the existence of the green dragon vine seed they possessed.

Locke quickly asked the second-circle wizard beside him, “How do I get a loan? What’s the interest rate?”

The second-circle wizard glanced at the green dragon vine and then said to Locke, “Lord Augustine, you can bid directly.

Whatever your bid, if you don’t have enough cash on hand, we’ll make up the difference. The annual interest rate is 5%.”

“This is the contract. If you ultimately lose the bid without any actual expenditure, this contract will be void. Do you want to sign it?”

Locke quickly scanned the contract and then signed the loan agreement.

At the same time, even the wizard Belial suddenly joined the bidding, “19.9 million magic stones. Everyone, I also need this green dragon vine. Can you give it to me?”

Locke glanced at the wizard Belial standing beside him and then said, “20 million magic stones.”

At this moment, the entire hall suddenly fell silent.

All the wizards looked at him.

Locke frowned, wondering why everyone was staring at him.

The wizard Belial smiled.

“Twenty million magic stones—alright, although I think the final auction price for this rare magical plant should normally be around thirty million. But since you’ve asked, I’ll let you have the twenty million magic stones.”

Locke looked at Wizard Belial with suspicion.

“Let you have them? Is that the guild’s rule?”

Witch Roy said, “Of course.” “

According to the guild’s rules, when a second-ring wizard joins the guild and participates in their first auction, the items auctioned off will be allocated to them first. Of course, the price can’t be too low.”

“The price must be reasonable,”

said the witch Roy. “This is a benefit of the guild. Since this is your first time participating in an auction, your first time bidding, we naturally want to give you some privileges.” “

Now that green dragon vine is yours.”

Locke realized that he seemed to have gotten a pretty good deal.

This seemed to be a unique benefit for newly joined second-circle wizards.

These rules allowed every new member to immediately enjoy the corresponding benefits.

Locke nodded.

“Then thank you everyone, I really need this green dragon vine too.”

The host said, “Alright. So this green dragon vine belongs to Mr. Locke Augustine. Let’s congratulate him on winning his desired item. Now the next one is amazing, it’s a combination magic artifact set that can enhance the ability to sense spiritual energy, an ancient armor set.”

Two minotaur slaves carried up a seemingly bloated armor, which seemed to be worn by some pot-bellied little giant, bulging out in the belly area like a round sphere.

At this abdominal location, there was a special sorcery array that could draw spiritual energy closer.

The host announced, “This is the Spirit-Attracting Demon Armor, an ancient demonic artifact. Its specific manufacturing technology has been lost. Although alternative technologies exist, unfortunately, even the wizards of the Dragonfall Land’s Wizarding Grounds haven’t developed a complete replacement for the Spirit-Attracting Demon Armor.

The starting bid is twenty million magic stones—”

The wizards below became extremely enthusiastic upon seeing the ancient demonic armor, bidding rapidly. This was because such a demonic artifact, which enhanced the ability to sense spiritual energy, essentially enhanced a wizard’s talent in breeding and botany—how could this not drive them crazy?

Let alone twenty million magic stones, even thirty million magic stones would have been enough to entice them to bid.

But then the witch Roy approached Locke and said, “Young Locke, according to the rules, once you use your newcomer privilege to win the first item, you can’t bid on a second one.”

“You know that, right?”

Locke laughed. “Of course, I can’t have all the benefits to myself.”

“This Dragon Blood Auction has all sorts of rare treasures. Lord Roy, I want to thank you for bringing me here.”

The witch Roy laughed. “Right? I told you this auction was good. But it’s not every year, because not every year has such good results.”

“We’ve recently had a huge success on the new route—alright, I’m joining the bidding now.”

Locke then watched as the items were brought up and won by various wizards in the guild. Besides himself, Belial, Roy, and others each won an item they liked.

As the 23rd item came up, Locke, although he also had his eye on a few, couldn’t bid because he didn’t have the money.

Therefore, he left the auction and headed to other areas of the banquet.

Locke casually sat on a sofa, picked up a glass of wizard’s wine, took a sip, and then quietly waited for the banquet to end. Now that he had obtained the Green Dragon Vine and had no money in his pocket, the remaining time was just wasted time.

He hadn’t been sitting on the sofa long when a young-looking wizard from the Star Rings came over, sat down, and casually picked up a glass of wizard’s liquor from the bar. He then said to Locke, “I’m Gustin Probus. My friend, you don’t go to auctions either? You don’t find them that interesting. I really don’t understand why everyone else is so interested in auctions, but I’m not. It’s like I’m super rich. Brother, are you also short of cash?”

Locke pondered the wizard’s surname, Probus, and then nodded, saying, “Indeed, I’m short of cash.”

Gustin smiled knowingly and said, “I feel like going to auctions is just asking for trouble. Every time I see something I want to bid on, even though I’ve already placed a bid, I can’t keep up with the others because I don’t have enough money, and I have to let it go. That feeling is just too painful.”

“What’s that saying again?”

“It’s something like, ‘I can be broke, but you can’t make me feel like I’m broke.’ That’s roughly the feeling.”

“May I ask your name, wizard? By the way, I have a great chat group you can join.”

Wizard Gustin took out a Ganoderma lucidum plant.

“Look at this group, it’s a second-hand equipment buying and selling/recycling group. Although these kinds of groups aren’t very rare, my group has second-hand experimental equipment used by Star Ring wizards for sale. And the quality is guaranteed. For example, this high-quality Concentration Spell Monocular Mirror, although it has been used by five Star Ring wizards, its quality is still very good, even though it has undergone multiple repairs—

“

“I also have an experimental equipment repair group. If you need anything repaired, you can contact me. It’s much better than going to those shops at the Dragonblood Gathering.”

Locke finally understood why Wizard Gustin had approached him.

Yes, this banquet also served to increase communication among wizards.

In this way, if he seized the opportunity, he could indeed find some clients at this banquet and supplement his income.

No wonder Wizard Gustin didn’t go to the auction.

The reason was simple.

He wasn’t there to spend money; he was there to make money.

Wizard Gustin was incredibly enthusiastic.

“This wizard, you really should consider this. You can inquire about my reputation. Although I’m poor, I have a good reputation. I’m

honest and trustworthy.”

“How about joining the group?”

“Even if you don’t need it now, you’ll definitely need it later. All the secondhand experimental equipment I sell in this group is usable. If it doesn’t work, I can fix it for you once for free.”

Locke suddenly asked, “Since you’re sure they’re all usable, why promise me a free repair?”

Wizard Gustin paused, instantly realizing that his words had alerted Locke to something amiss.

“This—”

“I’m just doing this as a precaution, to ensure your rights are protected.”

“Joining my group will definitely not be a problem.”

“You’ll definitely be able to use it.”

At the same time, Witch Roy walked over and, upon seeing Locke, said, “Little Locke, so you’re here. What are you doing?”

The previously extremely enthusiastic Wizard Gustin’s expression changed instantly upon hearing Locke’s name. He quickly asked Locke, “Are you Locke Augustine?”

Locke nodded.

“It’s me.”

Wizard Gustin’s expression immediately changed, and he quickly put away the Ganoderma lucidum plant in his hand.

“Well, I don’t want you to join my group anymore.”

Locke looked at the wizard strangely. The wizard had clearly tried to sell him something, but why had his attitude suddenly reversed after hearing Locke’s name and recognizing him?

Locke asked, “Have I met you before, Mr. Probus?” The

wizard, Augustine, immediately stiffened.

“Of course not, but if I knew who you were, I would never have approached you. Investigator Augustine. Were you deliberately sitting here waiting for me?”

He stared at Locke with a scrutinizing gaze, as if Locke had been the one seeking him out, not the other way around.

Locke said, “Of course not,”

the wizard quickly replied.

“Then I’m sorry for my intrusion. I’ll take my leave now; I have nothing to discuss with you.”

He quickly left.

The witch Roy walked to the sofa and whispered to Locke, “Young Locke, I have a piece of advice for you. Don’t talk to that wizard anymore.”

Locke smiled wryly.

“Lord Roy, I don’t think I’ve ever met this wizard before, nor have I ever had any dealings with him. I don’t know why he seems to fear me like a tiger, turning pale at the mere mention of my name.”

Witch Roy said, “That’s to be expected. Because you are now an investigator for the Academic Committee. And you are about to investigate the Valley of Despair Laboratory. That person just now was the younger brother of the wizard who caused the S-class experimental accident.”

“After that incident, he became a marginal figure in their academic lineage, and his position on Golden Crown Mountain became awkward. Now, with the death of their lineage’s only three-ring wizard, the lineage has completely fallen apart. But due to certain special reasons, this person has always been isolated and ostracized on Golden Crown Mountain.”

Locke put down his wizard’s wine glass.

“Why is that? Isn’t he a victim’s relative?”

Witch Roy sneered. “Because his older brother allegedly transferred resources obtained from the illegal experiments to his younger brother. The families of those victims of the S-class experiment that killed hundreds of Golden Crown Mountain wizards still harbor resentment. Coupled with his lineage’s active rejection of him, this wizard must be quite down on his luck at Golden Crown Mountain. He might be forced to leave one day.” “

But since he received benefits, he can’t be considered innocent. Perhaps he knows a little about the truth from back then. That’s why he was so afraid after finding out you were an investigator.”

“Who knows?”

“Neither of them are good people.”

“That’s for sure.

“