Chapter 219 A Fiery Star (1/2)

Chapter 219: A Fiery Start

Translator: Nyoi-Bo StudioEditor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

At 9 a.m., the auction promptly began.

Li Du’s estimate was not bad: there were thousands of treasure hunters. With the hustle and bustle of the crowd, the auction was expected to continue into the night. The conflict between him and Frank had become a hot topic, with people adding juicy details when relating their account; even the treasure hunters who arrived later knew of his heroic act.

Li Du had become the most admired of Flagstaff’s treasure hunters. Even the treasure hunters of Phoenix respected him.

While getting ready to view the units, Turis asked, ”Li, why was that guy Rick so submissive toward you? What were two talking about?”

Li Du said with a wry smile, ”If I said that I don’t even know what’s going on, would you believe me?”

Turis nodded earnestly. ”Yes, I would believe you—of course I would believe you. You’re a son of miracles; you’ve done so many unbelievable things. So what reason would we have to not believe you?”

Li Du still didn’t know why Rick and his son wanted so badly to speak to him. He only knew that the two of them had been beaten up by Marlin.

Why did they insist on speaking to him? Could they not just avoid him in the future? Or could it be that, after being beaten up, the two of them were now afraid of him? Or could they want to bury the hatchet and partner with him in the future instead?

The auction was going to start, so there was no point in thinking about the things he could not figure out. In any case, the Rick father and son pair would definitely look for them again.

Because there were too many attendees, to save time, they were divided into large groups. Ten of them formed a group and each group had one minute to view the storage unit.

Li Du was shocked—this was the most ridiculous storage auction he had encountered. Ten of them at the entrance of the storage unit, blocking the door—how the heck could they see anything?

But he still had to go take a look, to act the part.

There were professional organizers who orderly divided everyone into groups. Frank and York, however, were not in any groups.

”How can they do this?” Hans shouted in irritation.

Frank showed him his middle finger while York had a few words with the organizer in whispers. The latter nodded and then assigned them to take their places at the very end.

Frank and York were in a group by themselves, and they would be the last people to view the storage unit.

Based on the process of viewing the storage units at storage auctions, the last group had an advantage. They could eavesdrop on what those before them were saying; if nobody hurried them, they could also take a longer look.

The crowd could be envious all they wanted, but nothing would happen since no one had neither Frank’s network nor fame.

The viewing started, and it turned out to be an eye-opener for Li Du:

There were many different ways in which treasure hunters conducted their viewing. Some would simply take a quick glance with their eyes; others would bring a video camera for recording and leave the analysis for later when they walked away; there was even someone who had brought binoculars.

Li Du was shocked. ”Is that guy myopic or what? Needing to bring binoculars?”

Hans rolled his eyes and said, ”That’s a pair of thermal infrared binoculars. They can sense things of different temperatures and then show them in different colors.

”Although the external temperature is constant, the temperatures of the items inside are different: plastic items, paper items, metal items—everything is different, and the binoculars show the difference in material.”

”So high tech!” Li Du said.

”Look, there’s something even more high tech there.” Olly pointed to the front of the line. At the entrance of the storage unit, someone had taken out a drone, attached a camera to it, and flew it into the unit.

Li Du thought it was more than an eye-opener for him: even his third eye was now open wide. ”What the f*ck!”

Hans was also surprised. ”A drone?”

The auctioneer in charge of supervising blinked his eyes, not knowing what to say or do.

Someone asked doubtfully, ”Can a drone be used? Buddy, that’s cheating!”

The owner of the drone countered, ”Why can’t it be used? This is within the boundaries of the regulations. The regulations do not allow people to enter the storage units; they don’t say that machines can’t enter.”

The auctioneer spread his hands and said, ”He has a point there.”