The Secret to Lynn’s Longevity

The live broadcast room exploded.

The number of people online skyrocketed.

When did they ever watch such a program?

"A bed that was worth more than two billion. What kind of concept is that?"

"Poverty limits my imagination. I don't dare to imagine it."

"I can't take it anymore. I'm going..."

"What's the one upstairs doing? Is he high? Send the address, send the address. I'll go take a look."

An address was really sent on the big screen, causing a group of men to howl.

"Oh my God, what kind of place is this? Could it be that there's gold everywhere? I really want to go."

"To lie on a bed that is worth more than two billion, what kind of experience is that? What if I'm not able to sleep? If so, then it's not even as good as my 500-meter long bed."

"Look, look, Jaime's expression package is here again. Quick, take a screenshot."

"Megan the beauty, you don't look so good. Why is your face red?"

"Hahaha, Megan the beauty, I think it's because you said that you broke the head of the bed just now."

"Maybe she's worried that Lynn will ask her to accompany him on the bed."

"I think that's more like it. I guess the old man won't mind."

At that moment, Master Morey was using his phone to take pictures of the bed. He sent the pictures to an antique collector.

As soon as the pictures were sent, his phone rang.

The ordinary ringtone made everyone shudder.

"Master Morey, this is…"

Master Morey said excitedly, "A friend of mine used to play with wood. I sent him some pictures just to confirm."

Master Morey then proceeded to speak to his friend, Smith Dale. 

"Morey, the pictures you showed me aren't photoshopped, right?"

"Of course not. I took them myself," said Master Morey.

There seemed to be some shortness of breath on the other end of the phone.

Just like Master Morey, the person on the other end of the phone was also an important figure in the appraisal field.

However, the difference was that Master Morey's scope of appraisal was much wider. Master Morey's friend on the other hand specialized in appraising wood.

Perhaps he had also started to watch the live broadcast.

"Master Morey, you're right, but not all of it is...."

Everyone's nerves tightened again. 

"F*ck, what are you trying to play here? Isn't this enough?"

"Maybe it's not that valuable after all?"

Master Morey quickly rushed him and said, "Smith Dale, don't keep me in suspense. Tell me quickly."

"F*ck, Smith? Isn't that the expert who specializes in the identification of all kinds of precious wood?"

"Smith, there are so many people called Smith in M Nation."

"There are a few people called Smith 'Dale', but there's only one, okay?"

"Besides, who do you think the Smith that Morey knows is?"

Megan and James were also nervous.

Of course, they hoped that the bed was not valuable.

Suddenly, Smith said, "Morey, don't get so excited. Point the camera at the wooden bed. I'll confirm it."

Master Morey pointed the camera at the wooden bed and slowly moved the camera. 

The program team also pointed their camera at the wooden bed. Everyone could see the lines of the bed clearly. 

Finally, Smith sighed and said, "This is really a rare wood. We haven't seen it in 1000 years. It's a treasure. A true treasure. This agarwood is more than 1000 years old…"

"F*ck, it's another 1000-year-old. First, there was 1000-year-old lightning-struck wood, and now there's 1000-year-old agarwood. How can it let people live?"

After hearing this, Megan immediately ran to the door.

Jaime's expression changed. He hurriedly asked, "Megan, what are you going to do?"

"I have to go tell the old gentleman that I just removed a piece of the wood from the bed."

Jaime gritted his teeth and said bitterly, "I'll go with you too."

Was this still a f*cking show?

Kaki, Little Rob, and Uncle Bei were also dumbfounded.

Could they really sleep in such a bed?

The key was to choose the right place but was it really suitable for them to sleep there?

Could they still sleep in this bed?

Master Morey said with a dry mouth, "Smith, you can't be mistaken, right? This agarwood is more than 1000 years old?"

"Master Morey, are you questioning my authority? This agarwood has indeed existed for more than 1000 years."

1000-year-old agarwood and 500-year-old agarwood were two completely different concepts.

Not to mention agarwood, even if it was just an ordinary piece of wood that was 1000-year-old, it would already be worth quite a lot.

Compared to 500-year-old Agarwood, the value of 1000-year-old agarwood was conservatively estimated to be 10 times the value of 500-year-old agarwood.

"I..."

The cameraman almost lost his balance and dropped the camera on the ground.

This was too f*cking ridiculous.

Was this still a recording program?

What was this? It was worth tens of billions!

When they entered Lynn's room earlier, the paintings that they saw were worth billions.

And that basketball pillar, even though it looked like it was made of steel, it was actually made using 1000-year-old lightning-struck wood.

However, that was not even all. It was currently even more ridiculous. They were in front of a bed that was worth 20 billion dollars. 

"Was It 200 dollars or 20 billion dollars? I feel a little dizzy."

The internet was also in an uproar.

They were dumbfounded and their mouths were numb. They felt like they would not be able to make money anymore.

Could it be that they were over-promoting for the show's effect?

The audience was scolding and shouting at them.

The program team was also dumbfounded.

Kaki said, "Now, do you still feel that the bed in this room is broken?"

Little Rob no longer said anything. At first, he complained that the bed in the room was broken. He then asked Kaki to change the wooden bed in the room. After all, he was a famous sci-fi movie star. How could he sleep in a broken bed?

The bed was also shaped like a dragon. Was it a dragon bed? Could he sleep in such an expensive bed?

Was this not too exaggerated?

Smith did not hang up the call. Instead, he continued, "The reason why agarwood is so valuable is because of the smell that it gives off. The smell provides endless benefits to the human body. Not to mention sleeping on an agarwood bed, even wearing a 1000-year-old agarwood bracelet with scientific certification is beneficial. The probability of a person getting cancer is 20% lower than a normal person. This is truly scientifically proven."

After hearing Smith explained the benefits of agarwood, there was soon an uproar.

"Heavens, just a bracelet worn all year round could have such an effect?"

"No wonder the rich people were always obsessed with this kind of thing."

"Moreover, smelling this smell all year round can prolong one's life."

"Ah, I know, old man. If one really counts his age, he might almost be 200 years old now. Is it because he sleeps on this bed all year round?" asked Master Bei.

"Yes, it's indeed possible. After all, 1000-year-old agarwood is something that can only be encountered by chance, but not sought after. Living in such an environment for a long time, it's indeed possible for him to exceed the lifespan of a normal human being. Generally speaking, there are only a few of these in the entire world."

Smith's words were shocking. He soon stopped talking. 

When he finished speaking, everyone's jaws dropped in shock.

"Oh my God, the stars of the program team are so lucky to be able to sleep in such a bed."