章節 683: A Potion With My Blood?

Memorial Complex was famous for its vintage item sale yearly at the Purple Festival.

Out of its hundred floors, the last three floors were reserved for auction.

Typically, the items on the 98th floor were sold for more than ten million, 99th for more than a hundred million.

The 100th floor would only be opened conditionally if it was an item worth more than a billion.

Even though there were trillionaires in the economy, buying a vintage item for more than a billion was too rare.

So, the auction house on the 100th floor was mostly used as a tourist attraction.

"The seats here can soothe minds and heal minor ailments." Sarah marveled as she probed the exquisite grey chairs arranged in an arc across the auction stage.

"We have better chairs." Varian winked at Sarah. Even though the chairs here were excellent by themselves, compared to the ones he 'borrowed' from the deva library, they were trash.