The Ruse

"Fifteen billion gold coins!!! That was the price the auction winner got," Shen Duliu said, showing a smile. From the incident last month, Shen Duliu knew that the boy was always fond of benefits.

“What?!” Leng San's eyes were so round that they almost turned into gold coins.

“Lu San, think about it. If you get those drawings, and if you have enough ability to create the weapons, how much will it be worth?” Shen Duliu said, egging him on.

Leng San's head spun. His head was filled with a huge amount of gold coins. He almost drooled.

“It's been a while. Shouldn’t you rush to your position? It is true that this round is not limited by time because we want all of you to show your full abilities, but if you stall for too long without doing anything, they might make you fail,” Shen Duliu said.

Leng San cupped his hands before slowly pushing his cart back, but his eyes still shone, thinking of the amount of money that could not be estimated.