This Game Is Too Realistic Chapter 340: An undercurrent of auction!
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"Fuck!"
The real world, somewhere.
Looking at the two-line announcement that popped up on the official website, the trader sitting in front of the computer couldn't help but curse.
Seeing his colleagues all looking at him, he coughed dryly to cover up his embarrassment and spoke quickly.
"Trading cannot be temporarily suspended."
This sentence stirred up a thousand waves with one stone.
“Can’t trade?!”
"What's going on?!"
"Is it a funding problem?"
"Why did you let it slip at such a critical moment!"
There was an uproar in the office, and the old man sitting at another desk suddenly stood up and asked anxiously.
"Why can't we trade? What happened?"
The trader pushed away the chair, rested the back of his head on the cushion, and pinched his eyebrows with a headache.
“The explanation from the official website is that due to server network fluctuations, orders can be placed or canceled now, but transactions cannot be continued.”
Everyone: ""
Network fluctuations are okay.
Isn’t this excuse too poorly made? !
The network of servers all over the world fluctuates together, and the official website of Wasteland OL may not be affected.
The man with the Chinese character face coughed dryly.
"It's quite like that guy's style."
That guy, of course, refers to A Guang.
In the past six months, they have collected and sorted out almost every post, every sentence, and even every punctuation mark that Aguang posted on the forum.
All this is done to not miss critical information.
For example, this auction.
If they ignore this clue, let competitors buy the technology.
That’s really a big loss!
Sitting up from the office chair, the trader paused and continued.
"However, although the bad news is that trading has been suspended, the good news is that the auction time has been advanced to now."
Everyone in the office was whispering.
The old man frowned and asked.
"Is this good news?"
"Of course," the trader said matter-of-factly, "We have a first-mover advantage. Although we are not sure about the number of opponent orders and how much our opponents bought, judging from the proportion of our trading volume in the trading volume , our advantages are huge!"
After hearing this, everyone finally relaxed their brows.
The old man who stood up earlier also breathed a sigh of relief and sat back in his chair.
After the meeting yesterday, he immediately found Academician Liu Yiping of the Institute of Materials Technology and Engineering of the Chinese Academy of Sciences and consulted in detail about technical issues such as lithium batteries and lithium dendrites.
In order to understand the twists and turns, he took several pages of notes!
According to Academician Liu Yiping, although there is little hope of solving the problem of lithium dendrites in a short time, once this problem can be solved, the impact on the domestic new energy industry and even the national energy strategy will be staggering.
This time, even Academician Liu, who has always been rigorous, used the exaggerated expression "amazing".
The significance of this can be imagined!
No matter what, they must win this auction!
The man with the Chinese character face coughed lightly.
"Let's not set up this f first. What I mean is that let's not talk too much. What are the rules of the auction?"
The trader touched the bridge of his nose and stared at the computer screen.
"The rules are the same as those of other auctions. The highest bidder wins, and each bid increase must not be less than 1%. However, since the transaction is completed on the other party's platform, and the transaction currency is limited to silver coins, the quotation cannot exceed Account limit."
The number of silver coins held by each account is anonymous, but it is a clear sign to the operators of Wasteland OL.
In other words, it is impossible to falsely report the auction price, and the balance of the account is the upper limit of the quotation.
The man with the Chinese character frowned.
"That is to say, you can't quote a high price first, you have to wait until the delivery date to get it together."
The trader nodded.
"Yes, according to the rules, the delivery will take place immediately after the auction is completed, which is actually good news for us. Our bid only needs to be one 'minimum markup' higher than the second place to win. Take this auction."
The old man asked immediately.
"When does the auction start?"
The trader turned his attention to the screen.
"It's already started!"
More than just starting.
The competition among all parties has even entered a fever pitch!
An anonymous account was the first to quote the floor price of 1 million silver coins, and then the second account raised the price to 2 million silver coins without hesitation, and then all parties started to pull the price in units of 100,000 silver coins.
According to public information, before the suspension of trading on the silver coin trading platform, the highest price of silver coins was approaching 600!
The average transaction price that day was pulled directly from 50 to 80!
Based on the average price, these 2 million silver coins are equivalent to 160 million!
This is crazy!
However, everyone sitting in the room knew very well that compared to the value of the auction item itself, the bid of more than 100 million was probably not even a fraction.
A painting can sell for hundreds of millions, let alone such a key technology that can change an industry?
The reason why there is no 0 is simply because there are only so many chips on the market.
Currently, there are about 3,000 players in the game. On average, each person has 10,000 silver coins in their pocket, which adds up to 30 million.
Counting several high-level players who have an industry in the game, doubling the "total amount of currency in circulation" to 60 million is already a big deal.
In addition, there is a huge group of cloud players participating in the transaction, diverting some silver coins, and the opponent's disk hidden in the trading platform is also being sold at the same time.
Even if they spent all their money on the acquisition, they only managed to grab 10% of the chips in one day.
Even though the number 10% seems small.
As a non-issuer of currency, holding 10% of the total circulation of the currency - that is, nearly 6 million silver coins, is already a quite aggressive silver buying strategy!
With a cost of hundreds of millions, if the end result is an e-card saying thank you for your business, everyone in the room will be held responsible.
In a sense, their fate has been tied to Wasteland OL.
Although most of them have never entered the game
Staring at the laptop on his knees, the man with the Chinese character’s face clenched his fists, and sweat appeared on his palms.
He is also a closed beta player.
Brother Guang never cheats his own people.
He believes that Brother Guang will not cheat him!
As time passed, the bidding price quickly reached 3 million silver coins, and the price increase began to slow down.
The traders who had been holding back suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Four million should be their limit."
"The price increase each time must not be less than 1%. We only need to raise the price directly to 4 million. Taking into account the price increase of 40,000, we are basically a sure winner."
As he spoke, he tapped the keyboard with his index finger and entered a series of numbers.
After carefully checking the string of zeros, he hit Enter.
It's like a button that stops time.
The moment the quotation was sent, the entire auction window seemed to have been pressed on the pause button, and no new quotation popped up.
Then, the pop-up window that pops up every 3 minutes starts flashing.
4 million once!
4 million twice!
Deal!
The office, which had been quiet for nine minutes, suddenly erupted into excited cries.
"It's done!"
"Hahaha! We won!"
"Well done!"
The man with the Chinese character face finally stretched his eyebrows, and unclenched and clenched his fists.
Even though he has always been steady, he couldn't help but shout "Hello" along with his colleagues.
The old man walked excitedly to the trader and got closer to the computer.
"Where are the things? How did they give me that membrane?"
There is no suspense about winning the auction.
The vast majority of players use rmb transactions, which would be a coincidence if they could lose.
But the key now is, where are the items auctioned?
The office became quiet.
The man with the Chinese character's face suddenly stood up with a groan, threw his laptop on the sofa, and quickly walked to the office door and opened it.
The ground was empty, nothing.
Fortunately, there is nothing.
Having the helmet delivered to his door was spooky enough.
It would be terrible if it could be sent here!
Others had different reactions from him. They all gathered in front of the computer and stared at the screen nervously.
Soon a pop-up window was sent.
The trader said excitedly.
"The other party initiated a data transfer request to us!"
"Hurry, hurry up and confirm!" the old man urged excitedly, "Don't click the wrong one!"
"I know!"
It is obviously impossible to click wrongly.
No matter how shaken the hand holding the mouse is, it is impossible to shake the cross in the upper right corner.
It didn’t take long for the 10 gigabytes of data to be transferred, and what was downloaded turned out to be a compressed package in rar format.
However, the format in which the data is stored does not matter, decompression is completed quickly.
Looking at the pile of information lying in the folder, everyone gathered in front of the computer held their breath involuntarily.
"Improved artificial sei membrane!"
“Not only research documents but also process flow are included!”
The old man standing in front of the computer said excitedly.
"Quick! Send the information to the Institute of Materials Engineering, Chinese Academy of Sciences immediately!"
The man in the green shirt nodded seriously and spoke neatly.
"Yes!"
The assistant on the side also took out the turned off mobile phone in his pocket.
"I'll go outside and make a call with Academician Liu Yiping!"
The old man said quickly.
"Let me talk to Academician Liu!"
"I just asked him yesterday about the issue of lithium dendrites. If I talk to him about it, he will explain it more clearly."
Because of these 10g of information, the office is busy inside and outside.
This kind of technology related to the national energy strategy is naturally impossible to send using network disk or email.
Not long after, special cars with white plates left the compound one after another and drove in different directions.
At the same time, across the ocean.
The office of a certain project team in cia.
Seeing the auction item being taken away by the mysterious buyer, Fick cursed and kicked the table.
"Fake!"
This is the third time he has done this today.
The legs of the table were almost lame after being kicked by him, but he still couldn't relieve his anger.
4 million silver coins!
Where did such a large bidding list come from!
“The time is too hasty, and by chance, trading is temporarily suspended for one day. There is no room for operation at this time.” The trader sitting in front of the computer looked painful.
He has been working overtime for almost 24 hours in a row, and now he has encountered such a cheating thing. It can be said that he is exhausted physically and mentally.
The colleague sitting next to him shook his head.
"We have almost bought up all the chips in the hands of speculators. No matter how we raise the price, it is useless without trading volume."
"The battle is over before the bullets are all fired, Shet. I have never been in such a frustrating situation!" the trader said, scratching his head.
"The most damning thing is that we are not the only ones placing orders in US dollars! There are people competing for chips on the same plate as us!"
"Damn it, can't these guys wait a moment?! Why don't we sell it to them after we take the photo! Why are you robbing your own people!"
There was a lot of complaining in the office.
No one can accept the results of working overtime for 24 hours.
The trader looked at Fick, who was the person in charge of this case.
"What should we do now? The auction is over. We spent a lot of money to buy a bunch of waste paper. Do we want to throw it away when the auction opens?"
Fick's face was gloomy, he crossed his arms and thought for a long time, and then suddenly said.
“This is not the only time you don’t have to rush to sell the auction.”
Spending tens of millions of dollars to buy a pile of waste paper, even if he has a huge backing, he can't be saved.
Not winning this auction is at best a tactical failure.
If you choose to stop the loss at this time and throw away the silver coins in your hand, it is tantamount to admitting your strategic failure.
No matter how much financial losses he reduces for his sponsors and superiors, he cannot save his own career.
Now he has only one way to go, and that is to prove that the string of numbers in the account is not worthless.
How to prove it?
It's simple.
As long as the buyer who buys the auction item sends out the "Buyer Show".
Whether it is active or passive, as long as his superiors and sponsors see that the silver coin can indeed buy good things, and the reason why he cannot buy it is because the support from the top is not strong enough, he Not only will you not be demoted because of a tactical failure, but you will get greater support from the headquarters!
What is truly valuable cannot be hidden at all.
As long as you pay close attention to relevant news in the industry, you can always find some clues.
Thinking of this, Fike gradually calmed down and regained his confidence.
One defeat is nothing.
They still have 3 million silver coins in their account!
There may not be a chance at the next auction.
"But when is the next time? There are no new announcements on that website." The trader whispered.
Everyone in the office looked at each other and whispered.
"It doesn't matter when the next time is!"
Fike raised his voice, interrupting everyone's whispering.
"The important thing is that we should establish a normalized acquisition mechanism for silver coins."
“Not only can we not sell the chips in our hands, we must also continue to buy when the price is right to ensure that we have sufficient silver coin reserves in our account.”
"If we wait until we have such an opportunity next time, we won't be in such a hurry like today!"
At this point, he changed the topic.
“So in the final analysis, the reason for this failure is not that we did not contribute, but that the headquarters did not support us enough!
"If they had listened to our advice and started buying silver coins a month ago, what happened today would never have happened!"
Looking around at everyone in the office, his voice was firm, even fanatical.
"Everyone, this is a gift from extraterrestrial civilization, as evidenced by those crazy bids. The value behind this is far beyond what money can measure! And we are not the only ones who have discovered this!"
"I will immediately write a report, propose to our headquarters, and seek support from Congress to increase our budget!"
"No matter what, we must not fall behind others in this competition!"
There was noisy discussion in the office, and everyone had different expressions on their faces.
Some people nodded in agreement, while others thought he was crazy.
Betting your official career or even your entire career on something that is completely uncertain.
Not to mention them, even Fick himself felt that he must be crazy!
Scenes that seem familiar are happening all over the world.
Not only intelligence agencies are watching the auction, but also industry giants with interests.
This includes the darlings of the new energy industry, as well as those giants selling oil and natural gas.
Although the transaction price of that auction item is not even comparable to a piece of art they display at home, it is very likely to leverage a market worth hundreds of billions or even trillions.
Even revolutionize an industry!
At least they have to find a way to figure out what the auction item is?
And who took the photo?
How to use it?
Intelligence agencies in various countries are working overtime, becoming ants on a hot pot.
Everyone is racking their brains to find ways to investigate the identity of the mysterious buyer.
And the mysterious buyer is not idle either. He is also working overtime, trying to restore the mysterious film in the laboratory
On the other side, the wasteland world.
The Shuguang City Square, decorated with lights and colorful decorations, has completely escaped into the embrace of night.
As the twelve o'clock bell rang, the stalls serving beer and food closed one after another.
People who drank to their heart's content walked home arm in arm, while those who drank until they were unconscious simply lay on the roadside, waiting for the guards to drag them into the station to sober up.
Just looking at this place, it doesn’t look like a wasteland at all!
This is heaven!
In the banquet hall not far from the square, the sound of people drinking and drinking gradually came to an end.
Looking at the long banquet table that seemed to have been swept by a typhoon, Chu Guang gently hummed a ditty he heard from somewhere, enjoying the aftertaste of the banquet's end.
And the last bit of good times.
Just looking at his lazy look now, no one can connect him with the "mastermind" who stirred up the turmoil in another world.
"Master, the auction is over." Xiao Qi whispered in his ear.
Chu Guang replied in a casual tone.
"Oh, I got it."
After waiting for a long time and still getting nothing, Xiao Qi asked curiously.
"Huh? Isn't the owner curious who took the photo of that thing in the end?"
Chu Guang smiled.
"What's so curious about this? I know how many silver coins they have in their pockets better than they do."
Just kidding.
Since the alpha0.1 version, he has developed a good habit of going through players' warehouses to "check accounts".
Now that we have reached the beta version, the digital management of the new alliance has further deepened, and there is no reason to abandon this fine tradition.
This wave not only directly recycled 4 million silver coins, but also indirectly locked up the liquidity of at least 30 million silver coins.
Only by locking up part of the excess liquidity can more liquidity be released to industries that need money.
Otherwise it will cause inflation.
I really can’t understand it. The silver coins in the pockets of cloud players can be understood as time deposits without interest.
The treasury of the new alliance has increased by 4 million silver coins, and the central bank of the alliance has an additional credit balance of 30 million silver coins.
The former can be used to invest in public utilities, build new settlements, and fill the fiscal deficit caused by the war. The latter can lend money to companies in need of money to help the supply side expand production.
Whether it is a company run by players or a company run by NPCs.
As for the ordinary players whose pockets were emptied, they did not suffer any loss.
They can use RMB or US dollars to spend in real life, and work harder to complete tasks to earn silver coins.
Both new alliances, players, and cloud players who have not participated in the game at all have benefited.
Because no one loses at all.
So this wave is of course a win-win situation!
As for the specific number of wins, Chu Guang is too lazy to calculate it for the time being. He just wants to concentrate on enjoying the banquet now.
I haven't felt so relaxed in a long time.
Since the Northern Expedition was announced two months ago, he has not been idle for a moment.
Now the tight string in his brain finally relaxed a little.
As for the troublesome stuff.
You can wait until tonight to think about it.
Watching the last player staggering away from the banquet, Chu Guang raised his wine glass towards his back.
"Enjoy it!"
"The honor belongs to you!"
"This is the reward you deserve!"
Don’t blame me for suspending the silver coin trading platform.
This is to protect you.
After taking a sip of the wine in the cup, Chu Guang put the cup aside.
If it weren't for today being a special day, he wouldn't drink at all.
Boss Xia, who loves food and drinks, is already lying on the table with a grin on his face.
The little fish stared at the cake on the plate and ate it happily.
Pai, who sat next to her, was less ladylike.
It was the first time she ate such luxurious delicacies, and her mouth was filled with cream and chocolate residue. Before she could swallow the food in her mouth, she started shouting with excitement.
"Oh oh oh! What is this! Damn it, this is so delicious!"
Xiaoyu raised the corners of his mouth slightly proudly.
"Cream! And chocolate! Dessert is the specialty of Dawn City!"
"What about that, what about that?" Pai, holding the fork, looked at the other plate on the table with shining eyes.
"That's a charcoal-roasted venison leg, but it's best not to eat the roasted meat with cake, it will be very greasy!"
Although Xiaoyu was teaching the experience of tasting delicious food seriously, Pai didn't listen at all and couldn't wait to stuff a large piece of chopped barbecue into his mouth.
Try to swallow the food.
After touching his slightly bulging belly, it seemed that he couldn't hold it anymore. Pai finally put down the tableware in his hands and leaned on the chair.
"Wow, wow, I don't understand why you have so many delicious foods!"
Xiaoyu asked curiously.
"Don't you have it there?"
When the two were chatting before, she learned that Camp 101 was a place similar to Beit Street.
But there is no old mayor who exploits them, but there are many people who are more knowledgeable than Grandpa Charlie. They invented many useful things and lived a life free from competition with the world.
To be honest, Xiaoyu is a little bit envious.
Especially when she said that when they were very young, they would be taught writing and arithmetic, and when they were a little older, they could learn more powerful knowledge.
That was an experience she had never had before.
If it weren't for Brother Chu, she would probably still be worrying about how to carry the heavy iron pot on the stove, and she wouldn't have learned so much interesting knowledge.
"Hey," when talking about his own home, Pai sighed, "Although synthetic foods are not inedible, I advise you not to have too much hope because of the taste."
"Is it a nutritional ointment?" Xiaoyu asked curiously.
"It's not because of the nutritional cream that our life is a little better than that of ordinary survivor settlements, but we can't say we are rich in terms of energy and materials."
Speaking of this, Pai suddenly thought of the big gift that the previous manager gave them.
That truck seems to have a lot of delicious food in it!
Thinking that everyone in the camp could share these delicious delicacies, Pai felt as if he had eaten honey and was indescribably happy.
The master is indeed right.
Even boring food becomes delicious when shared with others.
Not to mention such delicious food!
Sneaking a glance at the manager who was leaning on the chair with his eyes closed and almost asleep, Pai made up his mind.
As the representative of the visiting delegation, she must sign a beautiful agreement and go back!
Let everyone enjoy such delicious food every meal!