Number 0’s entire fortune was 2500 Military Road Coins, and with the military coins she had just acquired back and forth, her total fortune amounted to only 7000 Military Road Coins.
She really dared to speak boldly, someone who couldn’t even pay fifty percent of the money and yet, had the audacity to compete in bidding with others.
"We must buy the contents of the box," Number 0 knew she was taking a risk right now.
It’s true that buying was necessary, but the problem was, Number 0’s appearance at that moment, in her ragged Private Uniform, with no eye-catching Equipment on her, and even her military boots covered in dust, didn’t look like someone who could come up with 50,000 military coins.
Those several Yanhuang soldiers thought the same. The male soldier in the middle had also noticed that Number 0 was just bluffing, and with a gesture of his hand, his subordinates immediately showed their military coins.
"I don’t have that much money," Number 0 was frank. After hearing her words, even the black slaves behind Batou, as sturdy as clods of earth, laughed, revealing their shockingly white teeth.
"Where there’s buying, there’s credit; this principle, I trust Batou is well aware of," Number 0’s mind was racing, spewing out a string of smooth but twisted excuses.
So it turns out you can buy on credit, a buzz started among the dozens of players.
Batou pondered for a moment, "Credit is possible, but you must have collateral or a guarantor, and only after passing my assessment, can it be valid."
Hearing that credit was possible, the players below became interested.
"Had we known we could buy on credit, we would have joined in," said those players nonchalantly. If it had not been for Number 0 who had first confirmed the box, no one would dare to buy a shabby box with only a fifty percent chance.
"As for a guarantor, I have one," Number 0 turned around and immediately spotted Yijie, pointing her finger at him, "He’s my comrade-in-arms, he’s my guarantor. He’s a Lieutenant Colonel, should this status be sufficient?"
Number 0 kept mentioning "he," when in fact she didn’t even know Yijie’s name.
"Sorry," the infuriating baldy flatly refused, as he had no comrade-in-arms willing to hit himself with bullets until his face bruised.
"I’m sorry, Miss, Dark Night requires the guarantor to be a reputable permanent resident of the city," Batou’s statement made Number 0 even more embarrassed.
"No need to waste any more time," the Yanhuang soldiers had lost their patience; it was clear that this female soldier simply couldn’t produce that much military currency.
Batou also signaled the black slaves to move the chest down. He was about to transfer it to the hands of the Yanhuang soldiers.
"A good man does not fight with a woman," Number 0 raised her hand, and as Batou thought she was about to harm someone, he didn’t dodge, but with a finger flick, he caught the "Hidden Weapon" thrown by Number 0.
"I don’t have a guarantor, but I have collateral. This piece of stone can serve as my collateral. I’ll take the woman inside," Number 0 finished speaking, her fingers moved swiftly, and before the black slaves could react, they felt a pain in their hands as the chest fell to the ground.
The chest flipped to one side, and the unfastened copper lock rolled away. A woman in a purple dress rolled out of the chest.
The Yanhuang soldier in the center snorted and walked away. Those dozens of players who were still watching the drama dispersed after seeing the woman rolling out of the chest.
The black slaves were all anxiously jumping up, seeking to hold Number 0 accountable.
But Batou still held Number 0’s collateral in his hands. A palm-sized, black stone, darker than the night sky, made of an indiscernible material.
(Isn’t that the meteorite Expert Sophia asked you to take to the year 2564?) Others might not recognize it, but Little Eight surely did.
When Number 0 left Prehistoric Space, besides binding Little Eight, she was also carrying one other thing with her, which was this piece of Black Stone.
As a trader for many years, Batou had seen many things, but upon first glance at this black stone, which looked like marble, he could not identify what it was. The Black Stone was somewhat soft to the touch and slightly warm, yet its weight was much lighter than a stone of equivalent volume.
Number 0 had also tested it a few times, finding that ordinary blades could not scratch the Black Stone. Thus, she concluded, as Expert Sofia had inferred, that this stone was a meteorite from outer space.
Earlier in the air, Number 0 had also smelled a strong fragrance of flowers, and upon reflection, she surmised it was a woman’s scent. The chest’s weight was also about the same as that of a normal woman, which made her even more certain that a woman was contained inside the box.