My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God
Chapter 372 - 150: Trouble! Mousie gets a big upgrade, embryonic form of Earth and Heavens Transformation (seeking monthly tickets)_2

Chapter 372: Chapter 150: Trouble! Mousie gets a big upgrade, embryonic form of Earth and Heavens Transformation (seeking monthly tickets)_2

While it was framed as nurturing the younger generation, everyone in attendance could tell that he was protecting Gary Smith.

A few mysterious figures scowled, inwardly cursing this busybody.

Regrettably, they were in Joy Street where they couldn’t take any action, and they didn’t know the strength of the person offering protection. The rules weren’t clear about who they actually protected.

However, since someone had interfered, most people thought Gary would likely give up.

But Gary Smith, in response to the goodwill from others, smiled and said, "I’m sorry, but I can’t back down. I want to try the taste of Rising Spirit Fruit. I bid five hundred and twenty Sin Coins."

His continued arrogance made many shake their heads.

You can’t dissuade a determined fool!

If he buys it, there is an eighty or ninety percent chance that Gary will go. It’s like being in love. If one party invests too much, they’ll value the relationship more.

This is not actually about deep affection, but about sunk costs. If things don’t continue, one could lose everything they’ve invested. It’s simply gambling out of a vague hope.

And it was the same for Gary Smith, if he didn’t go, he would suffer nearly five million in losses. But in any case, the other party wouldn’t lose.

The burly man was taken aback and then burst into laughter saying:

"You’ve got guts, kid. Bold enough. You remind me of myself when I was young. I admire you. I’ll let you have it."

Since he had given up the pursuit, Anthony Highcrane, confirming no one else was bidding, announced, "Then by all means, the intelligence goes to your excellency."

Afterwards, Gary Smith paid the fees and received the relevant intelligence information, glanced at it, and nodded with satisfaction.

The corners of the mysterious figures’ mouths twitched upwards!

Charles Brown, watching Gary’s return, wanted to say something, but it only turned into:

"Tell me when you’re ready to go. I’ll accompany you."

He believed that with his help, they should be able to pull through.

"No need." Gary Smith shook his head. Charles Brown became anxious. Why did the kid have to be so stubborn?

Just as he was about to speak again, he saw Gary Smith go straight to Anthony Highcrane and say, "Hello, I want to trade something."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone was surprised. Was Gary having second thoughts?

But even so, selling at the original price would be impossible. Losing money was inevitable.

Anthony Highcrane was also taken aback, but after hearing Gary Smith’s proposal, he looked extremely strange, even admiring as he responded, "The next item to be auctioned is the location information of the Primitive Spirit Raising Tree. The price... twenty Sin Coins. No limit on the number of participants."

With his words, the whole house was stormed.

Everyone had reacted, realizing they’d fallen into a mindset trap. They felt that the fewer people who knew this valuable information, the better.

But Gary Smith did the exact opposite. He didn’t investigate whether the place was safe or ambushed, he just flipped the situation, refusing to play by their rules.

He directly released the information, allowing a crowd to enter, adding a lot of variables.

Anyway, the rights to the intelligence were his. How to handle it was at his discretion.

"Hahaha, you’re quite interesting, kid. Alright, give me one info." The first person to take a bite was that mysterious burly man again. He bought it straight away.

"Me too!"

"Give me one too."

"For that little money, I’ll buy one to see."

"..."

If it had been a higher price, they might have hesitated. But mere twenty Sin Coins, roughly 180,000, was practically a giveaway. It was equivalent to the price of a ticket for a storm opera house, yet it could let them gamble for the Primitive Spirit Raising Fruit. The odds of winning were much better than any lottery.

Vying for the area where the Primitive Spirit Raising Tree appeared could also lead to the discovery of other spiritual objects. Perhaps there may be unexpected gains.

Using profits as bait, there’s no one who wouldn’t bite.

In just a few minutes, Gary Smith had sold forty shares. He not only recovered his previous losses, but also gained an extra two hundred and seventy Sin Coins. He profited over two million, faster than robbing people. Charles Brown stared in shock.

This kid’s money-making ability was phenomenal.

Even the plans that others made to set him up can be turned into his tools to grow stronger.

Even passers-by admired Gary Smith’s moves. They looked forward to seeing his performance on the Border Battlefield.

"Humans are really terrifying!"

The Alien Races, on the other hand, looked solemn. The rising of a genius in every generation of human species put great pressure on them.

The only consolation was that, since Gary Smith had sold the information, he probably wouldn’t go looking for the Primitive Spirit Raising Tree. He would likely choose to spend money to buy other treasures to boost his strength and get promoted to the Gold Level as soon as possible.

With a sigh, Gary Smith said: "Who knew that not only pies fall from the sky, but so does money. Thank you for nature’s gift..."

"Ha ha ha ha..."

As his words fell, many couldn’t help but laugh. The kid was too sarcastic; he was killing with words!

"Dammit!"

The mysterious figures were furious. They’d laid out good plans, prepared to harvest Gary Smith and others in a spree of killing and arson for a jackpot gold belt, but their plans were completely disrupted.

They had to change their strategy, or they would be in danger.

If it wasn’t for the restrictions of Joy Street, they would want to flay him alive. But at this point, they could only rant their helpless fury.

What made them even angrier was that in the subsequent transactions, Gary Smith kept taking action.

He bought a Peak Commander-level mental material - a Moon Spirit Deer Antler, a special blood and flesh type material, and ten Space Fragments. He spent a total value of seventeen million Sin Coins.