Entering the auction house, Oscar went straight to the yellow VIP area and casually found a seat to sit down.
Oscar only came this time to see if he could have the opportunity to find some good things, without any intention of auctioning sausages, because auction matters were all left to Flender.
At this time, the auction had just started. Oscar just sat there as if nothing was happening, watching the auctioneer below auction items one by one.
These items included some special weapons, soul guides, medicinal materials, and pills, but nothing caught Oscar's eye.
Oscar sat there bored for over an hour, watching these people compete for an auction item, and couldn't help but think of his own sausage price back then - was it really hyped up?
Finally, the auction items reached the final sixteenth item. Oscar's attention had been somewhat unfocused, but when he heard the auctioneer's words, Oscar first felt disbelief, then an inexplicable excitement surged in his heart - he had to get this item.
"Ladies and gentlemen, this sixteenth auction item is something our Grand Auction House obtained with great effort. It may not have much effect for women, but as a male compatriot, I can guarantee that with this item, even an eighty-year-old man can regain his vigor, a three-second true man with an invincible golden spear..."
The auctioneer said a whole lot, then finally lifted the red silk cloth over the auction item, revealing a dark golden sphere the size of a fist.
Actually, it couldn't quite be called a sphere, because the surface of this thing was uneven, looking like a mud ball the size of a fist, only its dark golden color made this thing look extraordinary.
And indeed it was. Although the auctioneer didn't know the true value of this thing, or rather, no one present knew its true value.
But the effects he described were indeed correct, and very powerful. Because this thing was the whale glue Oscar had been thinking about for two years.
Although this piece of whale glue didn't look big, Oscar could confirm that this was whale glue.
Among the more than a hundred VIPs present, a full four-fifths were men, and who knows how many of them had needs in that area.
But after hearing the auctioneer's introduction, at least ten people wanted to bid.
Because although actively bidding would expose one's inadequacy in others' eyes, some people really were inadequate and truly needed this thing.
Oscar's eyes were full of brilliance. Although this was his first time seeing real whale glue, he knew very well the value of this thing, so he was determined to get it.
"Ladies and gentlemen, this good friend of male compatriots has a starting bid of one hundred gold soul coins, with each increase no less than five gold soul coins."
The auctioneer was very good at pulling people's emotions, calling this whale glue a man's good friend, clearly to stimulate those who needed this thing.
And sure enough, a black-robed person in front of Oscar immediately bid one hundred fifty gold soul coins, directly raising the bidding level. His purpose was obviously to make people back down.
And doing so indeed achieved the purpose, because relative to one hundred fifty gold soul coins, the next person would need at least one hundred fifty-five gold soul coins.
And someone with that many gold soul coins, even without this thing to strengthen their virility, could already enjoy more pleasures.
After all, gold soul coins weren't cabbage; everyone was weighing the pros and cons.
However, one hundred gold soul coins wasn't much for someone with a purple or even black VIP card, so it was worth bidding for.
So another purple VIP directly bid two hundred gold soul coins!
Under the tug-of-war between the two, this whale glue was hyped from the starting one hundred gold soul coins directly to eight hundred gold soul coins.
Then one of the purple VIPs gave up, because in his view it wasn't worth it.
After all, the auctioneer had just introduced that this whale glue was only over seven hundred years old, so even with improvement, the effect was limited.
Oscar wasn't surprised, because although these people could discern the age of whale glue, they didn't know its true value.
Even a piece of whale glue only over seven hundred years old could bring huge improvement to Oscar's current physical fitness.
"Number 45 VIP bids eight hundred gold soul coins once, eight hundred gold soul coins twice..." The auctioneer, seeing no one else bidding, shouted loudly.
Just then, Oscar, who hadn't made a move until now, made his move. He raised his bidding paddle.
"I bid one thousand gold soul coins." A voice of a stranger in his thirties came from Oscar's mouth.
This wasn't Oscar being overly cautious, but because voice changing wasn't difficult for him. In fact, as long as one had sufficiently fine control over soul power, any soul master could do it.
So since he was disguising his identity, Oscar simply changed his voice as well.
The auctioneer was also pleased to hear Oscar's bid of one thousand gold soul coins. Originally eight hundred was already quite profitable, and now it went up another two hundred - his commission as the auctioneer would be even more!
And the VIP who had previously bid eight hundred, hearing the amount of one thousand gold soul coins, also hesitated for a moment, then sat down, because he didn't think this whale glue was worth one thousand gold soul coins.
Finally, this whale glue was easily won by Oscar. Although in others' eyes this wicked thing wasn't worth that much, for Oscar it was definitely a gain.
Oscar didn't care about others' opinions and continued waiting for the subsequent items. However, the last four items didn't spark Oscar's desire to bid, because he couldn't use them.
When the auction ended, Oscar excitedly obtained this seven-hundred-year whale glue.
And no one would bear a grudge or remember him for it, because this was a normal auction purchase.
Scenarios where someone kills to steal after a failed auction did exist, but that was a minority. Otherwise, this auction house wouldn't need to hold auctions - people could just wait to buy and then rob.
After getting the whale glue, Oscar didn't choose to use it immediately. After all, there were many people around. After checking that there were no problems, Oscar directly put the whale glue into his soul guide.
Then he headed out of the auction house. The agreed time of two hours with Ma Hongjun was about up, and perhaps Ma Hongjun was already waiting outside for him.
Exiting the auction house, Oscar looked around and didn't see Ma Hongjun's figure. Just as he was wondering where this kid had gone, Ma Hongjun appeared at the street corner with a bruised face.
Seeing Ma Hongjun's appearance, Oscar felt a chill in his heart - he got beaten up?
Oscar quickly came to Ma Hongjun's side, and Ma Hongjun immediately complained to Oscar, "Oscar bro, I met a robber! That bad guy robbed my money and beat me up!"
Hearing this, Oscar breathed a sigh of relief. Ma Hongjun saying this should mean there wasn't much danger, just being bullied by a rogue.
"You're a soul master after all, how could you get bullied?" Oscar asked.
Hearing this, Ma Hongjun cried even harder and told Oscar about what had just happened.