Xie Mingzhe watched the rolling numbers on the screen, realizing his poverty and insignificance.
When he was worried about the 800-coin monthly rent and felt happy to find a job offering 1,500 per month, the rich were spending tens of thousands for a card in the game world.
He remembered when he was still on Earth, playing online games, and a rich player spent tens of thousands on armor and weapons in their area. It was said that the rich in the game, randomly dropping armor and weapons, often topped up millions into their accounts to get better equipment.
There were always the rich and the poor, no matter the era. Unfortunately, Xie Mingzhe was a poor man, both on Earth and this planet.
He didn't understand what the rich were thinking. What he could do was just stand aside and watch.
The price on the screen soared to 150,000 and then stopped.
"150,000 once, 150,000 twice, is there anyone else…" said the host.
Before he could finish saying "offer a higher bid," the numbers rolled again.
– 200,000.
– 220,000.
– 250,000.
– 300,000!
Xie Mingzhe's eyes widened. The gap between each bid had been about a thousand coins before, but now, it had suddenly changed. The gap was tens of thousands!
Senior Brother Qi whispered beside him, "The bids before weren't important. The real rich just began bidding now. This seven-star card has great attributes – Agility 100, two Crowd Control skills, plus Tang Muzhou's reputation, its price will definitely exceed 300,000."
Xie Mingzhe: "..."
The world of the rich was beyond imagination.
Rare cards in this game were like the top armor and weapons in other games, especially cards with perfect attributes. It seemed reasonable for this card to be bid for millions.
Xie Mingzhe sighed and watched passively.
At the same time, inside Fenghua Club's office in the capital city.
Xue Linxiang looked at the young man, who was lying back on the sofa and constantly yawning. She said softly, "Xiao Tang, you invested a lot of emotional energy into creating this [Tuberose] card, which is really perfect. Even if you don't need it, you can give it to others. Why would you want to sell it?" Xue Linxiang was reluctant to let it go.
Tang Muzhou was so sleepy that he was about to fall asleep. Hearing Sister Xue's words, he raised his spirit a little and squinted, saying, "Changfeng, Man Man, and Xiao An, none of them are good at using plant cards. Even if I give it to them, they couldn't exert its maximum effect. Why not find an eligible owner for the card?"
His voice was low, with a hint of laziness and hoarseness, which sounded extra good.
Xue Linxiang was afraid he would fall asleep due to his strange routine, so she hurriedly said to catch his attention, "Well, since you don't need it anymore, it's surely better to find an owner who cherishes it, instead of leaving it in a display cabinet… But the [Tuberose], a support card, has been sold. Have you selected an alternate card for your set?"
"Of course." Tang Muzhou opened the card information on his tablet and introduced, "This card was just finished a few days ago. I applied different ideas when creating it. Sister Xue, have a look at its data."
"..." Xue Linxiang's eyes widened instantly.
The surplus value of the seven-star [Tuberose] card, which had been sold by Tang Muzhou, was extracted completely. However, the data for the card that replaced [Tuberose] was even more frightening. She believed that when this card appeared on the battlefield, it would definitely give Tang Muzhou's opponents a headache.
"How did you create this card?" Xue Linxiang turned around but found that Tang Muzhou had already fallen asleep, the tablet in his arms.
Tang Muzhou always took an afternoon nap, just like a dehydrated plant exposed to the burning sun. Without it, he couldn't muster any energy. His strange routine really left others helpless. Seeing him sleep soundly, Xue Linxiang didn't wake him but put away his tablet. She walked back to the office to check the schedule that the league had just sent her.
At the auction.
The final sale price of the [Tuberose] card was 660,000 yuan, equivalent to 66,000 yuan in actual currency. It was truly astounding.
Xie Mingzhe and his two partners left the auction house after the event ended.
The summer sun shone on him, making everything feel so lifelike and warm, even within the game. The temperature was moderate, and the weather was fine, but Xie Mingzhe was in a very bad mood.
The rich could spend tens of thousands of gold on a card, but he had to worry about how to make a living.
The gap between the rich and the poor existed in every world, including the game world. Xie Mingzhe didn't detest the rich. Instead, he believed that those who made a fortune must have something superior to others. He had been an orphan since birth, so he started with much less.
But he refused to accept that situation.
He was unwilling to be poor again after he restarted his life in a new world.
In his previous life on Earth, Xie Mingzhe finished college on a scholarship. After graduation, he planned to find a well-paid job and lead a stable life. He was satisfied with his peaceful life back then.
But now, he had changed.
Although this world had highly developed science and technology, people's intellectual nourishment was scarce, which led to the popularity of holographic games like Star Card Storm. Countless players regarded Star Card Storm as their spiritual sustenance and were willing to invest in it.
The auction proved that point. A [Nine-tailed Fox] pet card, weak in attack but cute, was sold for 8,000 gold. The [Tuberose], a battle card, was sold for a sky-high price of 660,000 gold, equivalent to 66,000 yuan in the real world.
If Xie Mingzhe had such a card and sold it at such a high price, he wouldn't have to worry about living expenses or tuition fees in college at all.
Xie Mingzhe was extremely shocked.
Xie Mingzhe had never played card games before. He had thought the cards were cheap, and he could buy one for a few gold to raise, since there were so many cards in the game. But after seeing the original cards being sold for thousands, even tens of thousands of gold, he had a completely new understanding of this world.
Maybe he could create some original cards to sell? It didn't matter if he failed, but what if he succeeded? He never expected his original cards could be sold for tens of thousands of gold. If someone bought his card for several hundred gold, he could live comfortably for a while.