On the auction table, after the black coffin was opened, a human head was revealed.
This human head has no hair or eyebrows, and with its eyes closed, it looks like a boiled braised egg.
If it were a human head, no matter how it was preserved, the skin would definitely show signs of sagging and decay, but this one did not. Its skin was still delicate, just like a living person.
Because before the auction started, there were rumors that the final auction item was a god's head, so now that everyone saw that the first auction item was a human head, their anticipation was heightened.
He even ignored what was wrong with this Aunt Mink.
Of course, there are some big guys who always keep calm, such as dragon-level giants such as the Great Shaman, Slave Owner, and Archduke Feynman. However, they just looked at their mobile phones and confirmed that the rule pollution broke out, and had no intention of going out immediately.
Likewise, they did not remind others to be safe.
"I heard that this head can predict a person's future!"
"Bring it up now, what will happen next?"
"Why are you worrying so much? I wish I could have an eye-opening experience today!"
Everyone was talking about it. Some people thought that there were too many rumors, which caused everyone to have no sense of expectation for the gods. Therefore, the Dawn Foundation thought it would be better to serve it first and directly heat up the atmosphere.
"The first auction item, a god's head!"
Aunt Diao took the microphone and introduced in an emotional voice: "No matter what question you ask it, it can answer it!"
"Wow!"
"Fuck!"
"Awesome!"
The guests screamed so loudly that they almost lifted the roof of the entire venue.
The reputation of this foundation has been maintained very well, and it was at such a grand occasion where big names in the industry gathered, so they felt that Aunt Diao would not dare to lie.
How much is a god's head worth that can answer any question?
Astronomical numbers, right?
"Moderator, how accurate is it in answering questions?"
"Didn't you say you can predict the future?"
"Show me!"
The guests were noisy.
In fact, their quality is pretty good, and they usually don't make too much noise, but today they just couldn't bear it anymore. The main reason is that this god's head is so attractive that they have a lot of questions to ask.
"Please keep quiet!"
Aunt Diao took control: "Let me answer everyone's questions one by one!"
Whoosh!
The scene suddenly became quiet, and even the big guys who noticed something was wrong couldn't help but look at the head on the stage.
"It can answer any question!"
"Including the past you have experienced but forgotten, including the future life you are about to usher in, and the problems you are facing now!"
"Ask your wife if she's cheating on you, or if your son is a real person. You don't need to hire a private detective or do a DNA test. Just ask him and you'll know everything!"
Aunt Diao’s voice was clear and clear.
Everyone originally thought that the host's dress was too unusual, but when they heard her hosting, they all found it quite humorous and felt much better.
That derailed sentence directly caused the guests at the scene to burst into laughter.
"I think any man who gets this head will definitely ask this question!"
Aunt Diao chuckled: "After all, the mother of the child must be fine, but the father, not necessarily!"
"Ha ha!"
The laughter that was about to subside suddenly surged again.
"Okay, without further ado, in order to prove the value of this god's head instead of us talking nonsense, now we will randomly select a lucky person to conduct a head quiz!"
Aunt Mao's gaze swept across the entire place.
"Are there any volunteers?"
"Please raise your hand!"
Swish! Swish! Swish!
A large area of arms was raised, like dense vegetation in a jungle.
"Choose me!"
"Let me come, I want to know if my husband is hiding private money behind my back!"
"With such a precious opportunity, you ask about private money?"
"This is very important. It means whether my husband is loyal to me!"
The venue was very noisy.
"Quiet!"
Aunt Diao shouted: "This is the man in the black suit!"
The man who was named suddenly stood up, his face immediately filled with excitement: "Do I want to go up?"
"Need not!"
Aunt Diao chuckled.
"How should I ask?"
The man in the suit rubbed his hands on his pants: "Wake it up first?"
"Yes, just wake it up and shout, 'Lord God, please open your eyes'!"
After Aunt Diao finished explaining, she added: "Excuse me, but your clothes are very poor. Even my dogs will not dress like this."
This remark was very offensive, but no one took it to heart. They thought it was a kind of humor from the host. Even the man in the suit who was ridiculed did not get angry. He was currently thinking about what questions to ask.
He definitely couldn't afford to bid on this god's head, so he asked the most valuable question.
"Can I start?"
The man in the suit couldn't wait.
Aunt Marten made a "please" finger.
…
"Who do you think that female host is?"
Xia Hongyao was curious: "The way she looked at the man in the suit was as if she was looking at a dead dog!"
"He must be finished, right?"
"Should we remind him?"
Xia Hongyao is still a little kind.
"Why remind him? If you are a cannon fodder who is in a hurry to die, let him do it!"
San Gong is very ruthless in love, and Gu Qingqiu is not bad either.
Now they all regard the man in the suit as a guinea pig.
…
The man in the suit took a deep breath and spoke respectfully:
"Please open your eyes, Lord God!"
One second!
Two seconds!
Three seconds!
Under everyone's nervous gaze, at the seventh second, the eyes on the man's head suddenly opened.
These eyes are so beautiful, like two red gems. Just taking them off and selling them can fetch a lot of money.
The god's head looked directly at the man in the suit.
Gudu!
The man in the suit gulped.
Some people want to ask, but they don't dare. After all, this is the head of a god. If something goes wrong, they will be polluted.
"Excuse me……"
As soon as the man in the suit opened his mouth, he suddenly felt that he was too rude, and quickly changed his honorific title: "Good evening, Lord God. May I ask what the future will be like for my descendants, that is, after my grandchildren?"
"What the hell is this problem?"
"Isn't it normal to care about continuing the family line?"
"He is a hunter of gods. At least he can ensure that his son's class will not fall. If he goes on to do so, he won't dare to say anything about it!"
"Then if you ask me, my great-great-grandson will be a beggar in the future, wouldn't he be depressed to death?"
Everyone discussed in low voices and waited for the god's answer.
Everyone didn't wait long. It was like the head was calculating. It took more than ten seconds before it spoke and gave an answer.
"You have no descendants!"
The voice of the god's head is too neutral, and one cannot distinguish between male and female.
"ah?"
The man in suit was dumbfounded.
Poof!
Someone laughed and thought the answer was funny.
Some people were confused. It stands to reason that there should be no mistakes in the heads of gods, but how could a god hunter have whatever he wants and have no descendants?
"So there's something wrong with your body, right?"
"It is impossible for a divine hunter to be infertile. No need to guess. There is only one answer, and that is that his son is not his biological son, so he will naturally have no offspring!"
"You have forgotten the possibility that he died before he had time to have a child!"
Everyone immediately analyzed many possibilities.
The man in the suit was embarrassed and panicked, and then asked: "Why do I have no offspring?"
While waiting impatiently, more than ten seconds passed before the godhead spoke.
"Because you will die!"
"How did I die? When did I die?"
The man in the suit asked anxiously, and at the same time he began to weigh, should he not enter the Shenxu in the future?
Anyway, I have saved enough money now.
Just the next answer from the god's head made him freeze on the spot.
"Now!"
The entire noisy venue suddenly became quiet.
Now?
What's the meaning?
"ah?"
The man in the suit glanced around for a moment, fully alert: "Why will I die?"
The god's head didn't need to answer, because after the man in the suit asked this question, his head suddenly exploded with a bang.
Blood, brains, and minced meat spattered, coating the surrounding floors, tables and chairs with a layer of meat sauce!
The guests sitting near him were also unlucky and were splattered with blood and flesh.
"what's the situation?"
"Is it pollution by rules?"
"What is your foundation doing?"
Many people asked.
Although most people here are used to seeing death, this kind of death is still quite scary.
At least give a reason?
Otherwise, no one will feel at ease.
"Oh, I forgot to say that!"
Aunt Diao slapped her head: "If you ask a question, you need to pay a price. The amount of the price increases with the difficulty of the question!"
"Sorry sorry!"
Aunt Diao said she was sorry, but there was no apology on her face. Instead, she was gloating about watching a monkey show.
At this time, as long as you are not a fool, you will finally realize that something is wrong.
Someone died, which was considered a serious accident, but there was no talker from the Dawn Foundation coming to the rescue. Instead, it was this old aunt in mink fur who was talking nonsense.
"Asking about future generations is a very difficult question, as it involves prophecy, so the cost is of course huge."
"After paying the price, the person dies, and naturally there are no descendants!"
"Just tell me, is this god's head an accurate answer?"
Aunt Diao stroked the bald head of the god.
"FUCK!"
"Fuck you!"
"Why didn't you tell me earlier and there would be a price?"
Some grumpy guests yelled out loud.
"Come on, come on, this is the smell!"
Xia Hongyao licked her lips. She was not nervous at all, but was very excited: "Xiao Linzi, just tell me whether you are a bad guy or not?"
If I follow you, I will definitely encounter rule pollution.
Lin Baici rolled his eyes.
"Haha, there are so many big guys here this time. If our 17th Section manages this sacred ruins, won't we become famous all of a sudden?"
Xia Hongyao put his hands on his hips.
"Since that old aunt dares to make trouble, she must have a lot of background!"
Airi Sannomiya squinted her eyes and looked at Aunt Mink on the stage: "She is either a member of the Eclipse of Darkness!"
"The people of Dark Eclipse are not so crazy!"
Gu Qingqiu denied it.
The members of this terrorist organization just want to live a life free from the constraints of law and morality. They do not want to die.
"So there is only one answer left, this old aunt is a god!"
Airi Sannomiya glanced at Lin Baici.
This guy is very calm, he must have seen gods before.
"Hiss? God?"
Li Yintong's scalp was numb: "Why did they come here?"
"You have to ask them about this!"
Airi Sannomiya joked: "Maybe you are bored and ready to start conquering humans?"
Sakura Girl noticed that Gu Qingqiu and Xia Hongyao looked expectant, with no expressions of panic or fear at all. Even the little fish man and the Korean girl were not afraid even though they were weak.
This shows what?
They had great trust in Lin Baici, and being around him was the safest place in the world.
…
Facing the questions from the guests, Aunt Diao smiled and said, "There are many things I didn't say."
"For example, once this god's head starts to answer questions, it will answer all the questions of the people it sees. So, who will be next?"
In this kind of thing, no one would want to be the first person, so the venue was completely silent for a moment, and even the breathing of some cautious people was terrifyingly soft.
In short, don't make any noise, so that the gods and heads don't notice.
"If no one takes the initiative, the gods will call them by name!"
Aunt Marten reminded me.
Sure enough, in less than a minute, the god's head suddenly opened its eyes. Wherever its gaze passed, the guests lowered their heads, and some even ducked under the seats.
Even the big guys in the first three rows have people doing this.
After all, it is better to lose face than lose your life.
Of course, there are also big guys who sit firmly on Diaoyutai.
The slave owner turned back and glanced at Lin Baici.
Lin Baici and his party were still sitting on the chairs, discussing with great interest, which made the slave owner frown.
In this state, one is either a madman or a strong person!
His son provoked such a strong man,
Death is not unjust.
The eyes of the god's head stopped and looked to the west.
Whoosh!
The guests in the west were all ducking aside, and one of the women wearing a strapless dress suddenly turned pale.
Because the god's head met her gaze, it was her who was looking at it.
"me……"
The bare-shouldered woman's lips trembled.
"Just a reminder, the patience of the god's head is limited. If you keep him waiting for a long time, your head will..."
"Bang!"
Aunt Diao made a gesture of exploding flowers.
The bare-shouldered woman looked at her companion.
My companions didn’t know what to do either.
"Ask it a simple question!"
The great shaman's voice reached the shouldersless woman's ears.
"Yes, it's simple, the price you pay should be less!"
The strapless woman suddenly realized: "I... Lord God, may I ask how old I am this year?"
Everyone watched silently.
Time passed quietly, and after more than ten seconds,
Bang!
The head of the strapless woman suddenly exploded.
The headless corpse's legs weakened and she fell to the ground. Blood flowed from the neck cavity and stained her dress red.
"damn it!"
"Why was she killed?"
"Isn't this kind of question okay?"
The guests murmured and quickly analyzed the reason.
"Even if there is only one head left, this is still a god. Are you humiliating it by asking this question?"
Aunt Diao was speechless: "You can't even remember your own age, then you might as well die!"
"Looks like asking simple questions won't work!"
Xia Hongyao thought about what question was most appropriate.
