Nightmare Paradise : Starting as a Doctor

Chapter 143: The Invitation Card Burned

Having witnessed the resilience of the thick metal slab firsthand, the participants remained riveted, curious to see how this demonstration would showcase the purported effects.

"Now for the true test," Lenson declared, voice echoing through the hall. Retrieving one crimson potion already prepared for this spectacle, he turned toward one of his assistants.

Instructing him to step forward, a young man of average build moved to stand on the brightly lit stage. "Drink it," the auctioneer ordered, presenting the opened flask containing the alchemic concoction.

The eyes of the helper widened briefly, but he didn't dare disobey, especially not with the intense stares of the hundreds gathered in this grand space all fixed upon him, awaiting this moment.

Reaching out with a slightly trembling hand, he accepted the bottle. Its contents seemed to glow ethereally, glinting under the harsh spotlights. Drawing a deep breath to steady his nerves, he downed the liquid in one gulp.

A shocked gasp escaped his lips as an instantaneous surge of energy flooded through him, setting his veins ablaze. It felt like liquid fire now coursed within, the heat rapidly spreading to his extremities.

Goosebumps erupted across his flesh as a violent tremor wracked his frame. Every fiber of his being felt stimulated and invigorated. The muscles coiled and flexed beneath his skin, quivering with barely contained power.

Excited whispers broke out from the attendees in the auction room after seeing the sudden transformation unfold before their eyes. Those previously skeptical now appeared wholly convinced.

Capitalizing on the moment, Lenson gestured grandly to the thick metal block. "Approach the slab, let us see a demonstration of your brand-new strength. Use all your might to strike the resilient steel!"

The young man needed no further urging. He briskly stepped up to the steel surface, sucking a deep breath as he shifted into a wide stance. Unleashing a guttural shout, he drew back his fist and slammed it.

A loud clang reverberated as an explosion of force erupted from the point of impact. Spiderweb cracks raced outward across the entire steel block. Chunks of metal peeled away, exposing jagged fissures in its wake.

Gasps of astonishment arose from the enthralled onlookers, accompanied by enthusiastic whoops and applause. The efficacy was proven beyond a shadow of a doubt, showing a strength no ordinary man could match.

"As you've just witnessed, this strength enhancement liquid is the real deal. No trickery or illusions here, simply an authentic alchemical concoction imbuing the drinker with herculean power."

"I think all of you cannot wait. Let's start bidding!" Lenson declared triumphantly into the microphone, eager to capitalize on the excitement generated by the riveting demonstration.

"Thirty thousand dollars!"

"Forty-five thousand!"

" "Sixty-eight thousand!"

The bids came fast and furious as people clamored to get their hands on the enticing potions. The starting bid of 20,000 dollars was left far behind as the numbers rapidly escalated.

In the private viewing booth overlooking the stage, Lynn noticed the situation and could not help but feel secretly impressed by the ability of this man to control the crowd and ignite their enthusiasm.

Within a few minutes, the price had already neared the two hundred thousand. At this point, only a select group of bidders remained in play, the rest unable or unwilling to match the exorbitant sums.

Observing the relentless ascent of the bids, he decided it was time to intervene. Leaning over, he pressed a small button next to his seat. Moments later, a staff member entered the private suite.