Chapter11-Limited Edition! A seven-figure coin!

The starting price was only 5000.

This guy, as the first to bid, directly shouted ten times the price.

Who the hell bids like this normally?

Benjamin Taylor looked at Daniel in surprise, his expression a bit hard to read.

He asked in a low voice, "You're interested in collecting this too?"

Daniel shook his head with a smile.

Benjamin Taylor was even more puzzled.

The value of this batch was clear, and he didn't believe Daniel didn't know.

But why would this guy offer such a big initial bid, was there something more to it?

Others were also a bit suspicious.

Remembering the huge find Daniel made the day before, everyone's eyes once again focused on the container.

They looked left and right, even inspected the interior walls of the container thoroughly, but couldn't find any signs of valuable items.

Everyone was guessing, "Could he be betting on the coins inside the machines?"

"That's not a good choice, not to mention whether there are coins in the machines, even if there are, how many could there be?"

"Outgoing old slot machines wouldn't possibly have coins in them."

Daniel could feel the puzzled gazes of the crowd but kept smiling and remained silent.

From the crowd, Emilia couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Roberts, what exactly is it about this batch that makes it worth this much to you?"

What a question to ask, with absolutely no forethought.

We're all competitors here. You expect me to tell you what makes it valuable?

Daniel still didn't answer.

In fact, he didn't really know why these beat-up machines were so valuable.

He had taken a cursory look, and the system had evaluated most of the slot machines at market prices below 500.

But there was one machine next to the container door that the system had given an astonishing number for.

2,185,500!

Seven figures!

Worth a million!

That's why he directly offered 50,000.

He believed that with this price, no one else would bid.

However, he had underestimated the courage and audacity of the others.

The Abel-Allen brothers, after whispering and discussing on the side for a while.

Finally, they turned around and offered a higher price: "60,000!"

Then they both looked at Daniel and gave an embarrassed smile.

"We're sorry, Mr. Roberts. We think you must have a good reason to bid, so we want to follow suit. You wouldn't mind, would you?"

There are no friends in an auction.

Let alone that they were just somewhat closer because of the orgy last night, they were not friends.

Bidding is normal.

Daniel didn't show any displeasure.

And the others, after wrestling with their thoughts, all gave up on bidding.

Even though Daniel's previous performance had made them all quite envious.

But who could guarantee that he could do the same this time?

The auction of this container turned into a battle between Daniel and the Abel-Allen brothers.

Robert asked, "Mr. Roberts, are you still bidding?"

Daniel raised his hand to signal: "70,000."

Abel immediately followed: "75,000!"

Daniel was not to be outdone: "80,000."

"85,000!"

"90,000."

"95,000!"

"150,000."

Daniel didn't want to wrangle with them any longer, so he directly added 50,000.

Everyone was taken aback.

Countless strange gazes fell on Daniel.

Just why could he offer such a high price?

Just on a hunch?

The chat in the livestream was also in chaos.

"150,000 StellarCoins for a bunch of junk machines?"

"Oh my god, is the streamer going crazy?"

"If I had 150,000, I'd give you as many machines of this quality as you want."

"It's absolutely appalling, I can already imagine the streamer crying because of the huge loss."

"Crying, maybe not. Don't forget, the streamer made a huge profit of 50 million the day before yesterday."

"Right, the streamer must be a poor man turned rich, suddenly having money and not knowing how to spend it."

"Ah, such a waste of money."

Daniel didn't care about the ridicule from viewers.

He turned his head and stared straight at the Abel brothers.

"Are you two still in?"

In?

A machine that's at most worth forty thousand has been bid up to a hundred and fifty thousand.

What on earth is this guy doing this for?

Abel couldn't figure it out.

Even though they've only met twice, he knew Daniel was definitely not a reckless person.

If Daniel can offer such a high price, there must be a reason.

But should he, himself, follow suit?

One hundred and fifty thousand StellarCoins is an ordinary income for two or three years in Libertopia.

For him, it's also a substantial amount.

After much hesitation, Abel didn't have the courage to continue bidding and waved his hand, "I'm out."

Seeing this, the others also expressed understanding.

Being pushed to this point, Abel had already shown great courage.

Robert immediately announced, "One hundred and fifty thousand, sold!"

Daniel signed the purchase agreement with the staff on the spot.

As soon as the money arrived in the account, he started preparing to inventory the goods.

Everyone was craning their necks, all wanting to get to the bottom of it.

Benjamin Taylor asked with incomprehension, "I really can't fathom your intention. What exactly are you thinking?"

Daniel smiled and said, "You'll know soon."

He stepped forward, directing the movers to transport all the slot machines to the open space.

Then forcibly broke open the coin storage area under all the machines.

Contrary to what everyone thought, the coins in these slot machines hadn't been cleared in advance.

Many slot machines turned out hundreds of coins.

Eighty machines, just the leftover coins added up to more than twenty thousand.

Benjamin Taylor's face didn't relax, "This is far from enough."

Daniel didn't speak.

He squatted in front of the pile of coins, rifling through them.

This one wasn't it, nor was that one.

After a long time, he stood up.

He had an extra gold coin in his hand.

He walked up to Durant, extending the coin to him.

Durant was fond of coin collecting.

This was found using the system's feature to search for buyers. The closest willing buyer of this coin happened to be him.

Seeing the coin, Durant was stunned, then his face changed dramatically.

"This is..."

"An indigenous portrait gold coin?!"

Indigenous portrait gold coin?

Hearing this, everyone was puzzled.

What on earth is that?

Judging from Mr. Durant's expression, it seems to be something extraordinary?

Benjamin Taylor didn't know much about coins, but when he looked at the gold coin and studied it for a few minutes, he jolted.

"Durant, this is... real, right?"

He seemed certain, yet dared not to be.

Because such an item is extremely rare, its survival in the world is remarkable.

Durant looked over and over again, his forehead drenched with sweat, but didn't give a definite answer.

Finally, he said, "I think it's real, but this thing is too precious, and not many people have seen the real thing, so I can't guarantee it."

"Mr. Roberts, should I invite a friend to take a look with me?"

Daniel nodded, "Go ahead."

"Thank you!"

Upon receiving Daniel's affirmative answer, Durant made another call.

Soon, he hung up and said, "My friend will be here soon. You can proceed with the next round of the auction."

However, everyone was very interested in the origin of Daniel's coin, and no one wanted to continue bidding.

In the crowd, Emilia was whispering to the people around her, "Do you feel like this scene seems familiar?"

Others also agreed, saying, "The day before yesterday when he won the 'Hundred Horses,' didn't Mr. Durant also ask Mr. Benjamin Taylor to authenticate it? It's exactly the same situation as now."

That comment made everyone's hearts leap into their throats.

Could it be that Daniel, like the day before yesterday, is about to unveil another amazing item?

About thirty minutes later, a white-haired, bespectacled old man with a refined demeanor rushed onto the scene.

As soon as the old man appeared, Durant greeted him.

Before he could introduce the old man to Daniel, Benjamin Taylor chimed in, "You old bastard, you're finally here, making us wait so long."

Then, Benjamin Taylor introduced him to Daniel, "This old guy is Stephen Johnson, the deputy director of the Libertopia National Museum, and also the honorary chairman of the Archaeological Association. He's very knowledgeable about coins, regardless of the era."

Upon seeing Benjamin Taylor, Stephen's face turned into a look of distaste: "It seems to be my unlucky day, to encounter you in a place like this."

At this remark, Benjamin Taylor's eyes widened.

Just as the two old men were about to start arguing, Durant hurriedly played peacemaker, "Mr. Stephen, let's focus on the matter at hand."

Hearing this, the two glared at each other and quieted down.

Durant gestured to Daniel, introducing, "This is Mr. Daniel, the treasure hunter from Container Hunt."

"The coin was found in a container he won at auction."

Stephen, not interested in the chatter, cut Durant off, going straight to the point, "Where's the item?"

Daniel held up the gold coin and handed it over.

The moment Stephen saw the gold coin, he was shocked to the core!