A cunning glint sparked in my eyes.
A scheme started taking shape in my mind.
Up front, the auctioneer kept pushing the artificial mountain with enthusiasm.
My gaze stayed locked on the mountain.
"What, you interested in this fake mountain too?" Jerry Sean asked.
I looked at Jerry and said, "This isn't just any artificial mountain."
"Oh?" Jerry's eyebrows went up, motioning for me to go on.
I squinted and said, "If I'm right, this could be a magical artifact."
And an impressive one too.
Put another way, what the auctioneer said before wasn't a lie.
"Starting bid, one billion!" the auctioneer yelled.
Such a shocking price scared off plenty of people.
But this was Sea City after all, where rich folks were everywhere.
For the wealthy, one billion to buy good luck was worth it.
The price jumped up, and in seconds, it shot from one billion to ten billion.
Tons of people started backing out, since ten billion wasn't pocket change for anyone.
