Chapter 620: The Cloud Auction

Benson took the glass of wine handed to him and downed it in one go. The gesture prompted the two to glance at each other.

Gracie absentmindedly played with her goblet, interestedly examining the blood-red liquid within.

She slowly spoke, "Young man, this wine packs quite a punch. Drinking it like this can easily lead to intoxication."

"Not your concern."

"Tsk tsk, is this how you talk to your elders?"

Gracie raised the goblet with a faint smile, her red lips pursed as she took a sip. She closed her eyes, savoring the slightly bitter and astringent taste spreading across her tongue. Miraculously, after swallowing, she experienced an unprecedented hint of sweetness. This was the charm of wine - bitter first, then sweet. Tasting wine was not just about savoring the drink; it was about savoring life, and even more so, the journey of life.

After both had calmed down, Sam finally mentioned the purpose of calling them out - the map.

"It's been almost two months. Haven't you found the map?" He asked in a cold tone.

Benson, looking troubled, shook his head and replied in a chilly voice, "It's not that I haven't looked, but Cheyenne has been suffering from memory loss and hardly remembers anything."

Gracie and Sam exchanged glances. Sam tapped the table rhythmically with a slender finger.

"Is there a way to stimulate her memory recovery quickly?"

"There is."

The exquisite woman affirmed, "That would be-hypnosis!"

spoke, Gracie suddenly placed her goblet on the table. The

Hypnosis?

beneath the table, clenched into a fist. He had a question at the tip of his tongue,

would be the final stage of the competition, with other contestants busy studying medicine. Cheyenne, however, accompanied by Yvonne, Jay, and Connor, headed to the Cloud Auction

the most distinctive auction in the country. Anything you brought could be sold as long as there was a buyer. From boring northern black soil to the air, even worn socks... Even a single

with VIP membership could enter for trading. However, VIP membership for the Cloud Auction was not easily obtained; at the very least, it had to be a first-class

divided according to the money earned from the auction. 100 million could reach Level 1, 1 billion for Level 2, from 2 billion to 5 billion for Level 3, and from 5 billion to 10 billion for Level 4. Level

mystery and power, making people curious. When she took out her VIP card, surrounding passersby,

her fragmented and vague memories, when they gave her the card, it was just Level 1. However, when she swiped the card at the door earlier, she found that the number on it had changed to "2. 8". So now she was definitely at Level 2,

security guards, who initially looked down on them, as they were dressed in the most ordinary clothes, forced

come in,"

ignored him, raised her legs coldly and headed towards

it into the Cloud

up to its reputation as the largest auction

one could see were

to enter the

as Cheyenne and the others entered

or

reached out her hand to lower her wide-brimmed hat, and her sweet and gentle

stunned for a second. Did she

high-heeled shoes, and with a

esteemed guest.

appraiser

painting all had to pass through his eyes to be sold at high

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