pjbooks Chapter 124 Why aren't you laughing? Is it because you don't like it?
Chapter 124 Why aren't you laughing? Is it because you don't like it?
Chapter 124 Why aren't you laughing? Is it because you don't like it?
"2050...2100...2175...2300..."
As prices continued to rise, host Grace was practically spitting fire from her mouth.
Perhaps having learned from their previous mistakes, the No Money team was the first to choose to give up.
After all, we just suffered a huge loss, and this time we're making another blind bet; the uncertainty is just too great.
The Desperate Housewives team tried to raise the price further, but under MaJack's command, Jimmy's arm was as if it were welded to the spot, and he hadn't lowered it since the auction started. Although he wanted to continue raising the price, the cost-effectiveness was no longer high, not to mention that the other party was holding [War Loot].
In other words, once you enter SOLO mode before your opponent uses their skills, you have to be extremely careful.
There are only three opponents on the field, which means that one of them will inevitably be sold for free. If you try to fight them head-on, aren't you just asking for trouble?
In Ma Jieke's view, this is the real awesomeness of "War Looting"—as long as I don't use it, it's like I'm holding a bomb in my hand.
Throwing this bomb out of the box won't do much damage; holding it in your hand is the only way to unlock its strongest form. After all, nobody's a fool; everyone wants others to draw fire so they can reap the benefits.
This will cause every team to become hesitant and timid when facing this bomber.
For example, they originally planned to increase it to three or even four thousand, but because they were afraid of being targeted, they dared not increase it any further after reaching two thousand.
The logic is obvious: the more you add, the greater the chance of detonating the bomb.
Based on this mechanism, Ma Jieke decided that he would never activate his skills unless absolutely necessary.
This will greatly reduce the bidding costs for their team, instead of acting like a fool and using up all their skills right away.
This is also a mindset that comes naturally after honing skills for so long, involving thinking and dialectics from multiple perspectives.
"2300, is there any more 2300?" Seeing that Mrs. Hayley of the Desperate Housewives team was no longer responding, Grace made the final decision: "OK, $2300 sold. The Stinkfish Shrimp team has taken their first treasure vault. Good luck to them."
After winning the bid, Jimmy shook his aching arms and sprinted towards the lockers, tiptoeing to grab the most conspicuous combination lock box first.
Other team members also curiously gathered around, wanting to witness the miracle firsthand.
"Hurry up, Jimmy, what are you dawdling for?"
"Do you think I don't want to?" Jimmy tried for a long time but couldn't open it, and he was sweating profusely with anxiety.
"It requires a password," Max said coldly from the sidelines. "Looks like we'll have to resort to brute force."
"Huh? Can't you think of another way? I feel like this box itself is worth some money."
Max was completely unmoved by his small-farmer mentality and went to ask the production team to bring him the circular saw so he could use it himself.
The onlookers all looked quite flustered; after all, who would bother putting a locked box around something as worthless as junk?
Could it be that these few rotten fish and shrimp really got caught?
Amidst the deafening noise, the lock on the box was forcibly broken, and the moment it was opened, everyone present was stunned. A chuckle rippled through the crowd, instantly spreading like wildfire.
Because there's nothing inside except fresh air.
"Fuck!" Faced with this cruel truth, Jimmy angrily picked up the box and slammed it to the ground. "Did the original owner of this box have a pile of shit in their brain?"
"Die! Die! Die!" He angrily held the deformed briefcase to vent his rage.
Then look at Max and the others; they all look equally frustrated.
"Alright, bro, calm down." Ma Jie walked over and grabbed him. "It's just a game, why are you taking it so seriously? We still have a lot of storage boxes that we haven't opened yet, maybe there are gold bars and diamonds hidden inside."
"Oh come on, who would hide gold bars and diamonds in a plastic box?"
Although he was a little annoyed, he still went with everyone to move those plastic storage boxes.
However, something even worse happened.
After moving out the boxes that were in sight, the space behind the entire storage cabinet was completely empty.
The four people were instantly dumbfounded. Wasn't this a scam?
Who organizes their private storage from the outside in? That's pure idiocy.
"We've hit the jackpot, guys! Looks like the original owner was a seasoned air collector."
"Haha, if I were you, I'd just burn everything down. I'd never put up with this."
"Thank God I didn't buy this locker."
Amidst the sarcasm and ridicule from their opponents, Ma Jieke remained silent, urging them to open the box quickly.
Upon opening the first one, I was immediately met with darkness. It was filled with old clothes worn by the previous owner, some of which hadn't even been washed and still had visible oil stains. Their recycling value was zero.
Opening the second box was astounding; it was full of old magazines and newspapers. Aside from taking them to a scrap yard to exchange for steel, they were probably only good for fuel.
Opening the third one, I became completely withdrawn. It was a thick stack of rolled-up yoga mats that no one would want if it were thrown on the street.
The more boxes were opened, the greater the disappointment became. They were either the original owners' personal belongings or odds and ends. Even if you put them all together and sold them as junk, they wouldn't be worth 50 US dollars.
In the end, only two storage boxes remained, but no one dared to open them.
Because it's obvious that the tenant was a loser who put all sorts of junk in the warehouse, no wonder it was eventually abandoned.
"Ohno, I can't go on, you guys take over." Fiona had already reached out her hand, but then couldn't help but pull it back. "If I keep driving like this, my heart condition will flare up."
"Get out of the way, I'll do it." Max remained relatively calm, gritted his teeth, and lifted the lid of the storage box.
A bunch of strange plastic products were in front of me, looking like accessories for connecting to sewer pipes.
"It's over." After searching from bottom to top in despair, Jimmy collapsed to the ground with a bitter smile on his face. "I knew it. What we saw on TV was all for the sake of the show. The parts that lost money were never edited out. $2300! It all went down the drain. I must have been blinded by greed to participate in this show."
"Sigh." Max couldn't help but sigh as she looked at Pudding and said, "Honey, it seems that the summer camp activities that Mommy promised you will have to be postponed."
"Isn't there another box?" Little Pudding stared longingly at the last storage box. "Maybe there are lots of valuable things hidden inside. In cartoons, the protagonists never defeat the villains and turn the tide until the very last moment."
"But that's reality, Fanny." Sandy pouted helplessly. "Anyway, I feel like it's hopeless. I should adjust my mindset as soon as possible and think about what to do next."
"Don't listen to them." Ma Jieke completely ignored everyone's complaints, half-squatting down, rubbing his hands together, and then clasping them together slightly. "Come on, help your brother blow some air; I need a magical blessing from Luckygir."
"Fu...fu.." Little Pudding puffed out his cheeks and blew hard twice.
Ma Jie opened the box by hand, and everyone curiously stepped forward, only to find that it was similar to the previous box, containing accessories related to water pipes.
However, among these accessories are packaged hoses and shower heads, with metal faucets being the most common.
Seeing this, Jimmy covered half his face with his hand: "Oh my god! This has been a long and agonizing ordeal. This guy must have been a plumber, otherwise why would he hoard so much bath stuff?"
"Jack, it seems the Lucky Girl's magical blessing didn't work." Fiona crossed her arms, looking utterly dejected. "Next time you could try the Dark Witch's Curse of Misfortune; maybe you can fight fire with fire."
Just when almost everyone thought the unpacking was going to fail, Max curiously picked up a faucet and examined it repeatedly in his hand.
Ma Jieke's gaze fell upon it, where a clear information prompt could be seen.
The DeIta brass chrome-plated smart faucet features Touch20 touch technology and an anti-fingerprint coating. It is brand new and unopened, with a market retail price of $350.
"Hiss... No, no, you guys quickly use your phones to check for me."
Max spoke hurriedly, her eyes growing increasingly complicated, after all, before her downfall, she frequented various high-end hotels.
It seems that the washbasins in those hotels all use this kind of faucet, which is why it left some impression in my mind.
Seeing that she didn't seem to be acting, Jimmy quickly took out his phone and typed in the brand name.
When his phone screen redirected to the product page, his eyes widened in shock, his pupils dilated, and he gasped as if he'd been electrocuted: "This...this...this...this...is this price right?"
Fiona immediately leaned closer, and after seeing the retail price, her jaw nearly dropped: "What? A toilet faucet costs $350? I could buy an oven with that much money!"
"Oh my god, oh my god, quick, quick, count how many there are!"
Everyone frantically started searching, turning the storage box upside down, and surprisingly found 27 identical items in one go.
After doing the calculations, Jimmy swallowed hard. "Wow! These faucets are worth over nine thousand US dollars?"
Ma Jie added with a smile, "Yes, more than nine thousand US dollars. Including the accessories, the total value is definitely over ten thousand."
"Haha, we're rich! We're rich! We're rich!"
Upon hearing this outrageous number, Jimmy excitedly picked one up and kissed it twice.
"Wow, the magic worked, Jack! Let's highfive!"
7
After giving Little Pudding a happy high-five, Ma Jieke looked at the other teams with ill intent.
The smiles on the faces of the initially gloating opponents gradually disappeared, replaced by doubt and resignation.
Various negative emotions such as frustration and jealousy.
Especially those desperate housewives, who missed out on a great opportunity to snag a bargain because they were afraid of being scammed out of their money, can only watch helplessly as the other party makes their money.
But in Ma Jieke's view, this was at best an appetizer; he hadn't even gotten serious yet.