Nightmare Paradise : Starting as a Doctor

Chapter 142: Alchemic Potions

True to Manager Jonah's words, the documents that contained the complete listings for this auction were quickly delivered. Lynn was impressed by the efficiency of the service.

Flipping open the cover, he began scanning through the neatly organized pages. Since the auction occurred only once a month, it naturally featured various items.

But most of the lots consisted of decorative antiques, extravagant luxuries, rare collectibles, and other indulgences suited to appease the desires of the wealthy elite gathered here.

Shaking his head, he continued reading, unimpressed by the parade of opulence so far. However, as he neared the end, the offerings gradually became more interesting and captivating to his taste.

In addition to the usual restricted substances, military-grade weaponry, and contraband technology, there were also some extremely intriguing and strange things presented.

The first one that made him do a double-take was a deed of ownership to a fully operational iron ore mine located deep in a remote mountain range nearby. The object itself wasn't the reason for his pause, but the enigmatic circumstances leading to its sales, alluded to within the description.

Although Lynn was initially intrigued, his gaze rapidly moved on. The mine held no allure for him. However, he already envisioned the clamor it would incite among the shady businessmen gathered in this place

Instead, he focused on a second object further down the listings - a series of crystallized flasks holding a mysterious liquid, all housed within an intricately designed wooden case.

According to the information provided in the catalog, they were alchemic concoctions capable of inducing temporary miraculous and extraordinary effects when ingested or applied.

Leaning in, he scrutinized the photo and description provided. Each group of vials contained a differently colored substance that seemed to glow faintly, ranging from vibrant blue to deep crimson.

His eyes widened as he read the alleged properties: accelerated healing, enhanced night vision, and numerous other fantastical enhancements. But his expression transformed into a frown when he noticed something.

"Hein? The starting bid is just 20,000$?" Lynn quietly murmured; a little bit surprised and confused. The price was oddly low considering the extraordinary claims attached to these potions.

Nevertheless, the fact that they were being auctioned here implied that they had passed some form of scrutiny, at least this establishment's staff should have already vetted their authenticity and safety.

As he made a mental note to be cautious if deciding to pursue this particular lot, the long-awaited event started, interrupting his thoughts and drawing his attention to the hall.

The lights in the grand hall dimmed, plunging the space into darkness. An expectant hush fell over the seated attendees, and moments later, spotlights flared to life, illuminating the central stage.

Rising from beneath, a podium etched with elegant scrollwork took shape. A sharply dressed man with slicked-back hair and a thin mustache strode to it, a broad smile plastered across his face.

Tapping the microphone lightly, the auctioneer cleared his throat before launching enthusiastically into his opening remarks, his voice booming through the entire space.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Central District monthly event! As an old acquaintance of everyone here, I, Lenson, won't keep you waiting any longer. Let the auction officially begin!"

These words ignited an undercurrent of excitement among the participants. People adjusted in their seats, whispered to each other, and prepared themselves for the spectacle about to unfold.