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    “270 million!”


    “280 million!”


    “290 million!”


    With a surge of determination, Graham raised his hand once more and shouted, “300 million!”<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    The bidding was heating up with fierce intensity. As soon as one person announced their bid, another would eagerly counter it.


    The participants were increasing the bid by increments of 10 million, all vying for the coveted Rejuvenating Pill.


    The atmosphere grew increasingly lively and chaotic. Even those with a mere worth of around 1 billion joined the fray, raising the stakes, for they all understood that while money held value, longevity was priceless.


    For Sam, each bid felt like a personal affront.


    He had never felt so humiliated in his life.


    But this was merely the beginning of his troubles.


    He found himself in a deep predicament, pondering how he could escape this situation without further embarrassment.


    Was he really going to resort to swallowing the ruby ne?


    As the bidding war raged on, the excitement was palpable.


    Travis, Zeke, and Graham were relentless in their pursuit of this incredible opportunity, along with several others.


    Before long, the bid had soared past 500 million dors.


    At various tables, only a handful of participants remained engaged in the bidding, while others had to bow out, unable to meet the skyrocketing prices.


    Yet, the auction pressed on, even as the figures reached an astonishing 500 million.


    The bidding continued to escte, swiftly surpassing 600 million.


    At this stage, only Travis, Zeke, and Graham were still in the running.


    The three men shared a solid friendship and were quite familiar with Charlie. Their initial goal was not to create an ufortable atmosphere, but as none were willing to concede such a valuable pill, they kept raising the stakes. The one who called the new price had to bow and apologize to the others.


    The situation became rather strange and ambiguous.


    After Zeke announced a bid of 600 million, he bowed to the other two and said, “I’m sorry, bro, please forgive me.”


    Then Graham chimed in with a bid of 610 million, also bowing and apologizing, “Oops, my bad, bro, forgive me.”


    Next up was Travis, who raised the bid to 650 million, following suit with, “Sorry, bro, forgive me.”


    The audience was left in astonishment. What was transpiring among these three? What was their connection? Why did they refer to each other as “bro”?


    Regardless of their rtionship, their determination pushed the bidding price higher and higher, as none of them were willing to back down.


    In the blink of an eye, the price had skyrocketed to 980 million.


    Sam’s jaw nearly hit the floor.<fnd991> N?w ?ovel chapt?rs are published on find·novel</fnd991>


    980 million.


    His ne was valued at only 140 million, but the pill was worth so much more!


    What exactly was the Rejuvenating Pill, and why was it so extraordinarily valuable?


    Travis cleared his throat and boldly dered, “I bid 1 billion dors!”


    Zeke felt as though the auction had no end in sight. While he might be able to match Graham’s wealth, Travis’s financial resources were on an entirely different scale.


    Realizing that a small increment over Travis’s bid would not suffice, Zeke gritted his teeth and eximed, “I bid 1.1 billion!”


    The entire hall was left in stunned silence as he raised the price by a staggering 100 million!<h3 ss="has-text-align-center" id="chapter-list"><strong></strong>


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