Chapter 1218 Human Body Artwork
The horrific scenes in the dream overwhelmed her like a surging tide. Every picture was like a sharp blade cutting her heart.
She wanted to save the people she cared about, but found herself powerless and unable to do anything.
"Ah!" Robin suddenly woke up from her dream. She was gasping for breath, her eyes full of fear and confusion.
Sweat soaked her pajamas and her body was still shaking uncontrollably. She looked around and it took her a while to come to her senses and realize that she had just had a nightmare.
In the real world, the Battle of Marineford has not yet broken out, and Robin is still in the lighthouse, living with Fitz, in a semi-secluded state.
The fear of death in the dream lingered in her heart for a long time and could not be shaken off. Sakaski's ruthlessness made Robin doubt whether the dream was real.
Fitz took the prepared towel and handed it to Robin to wipe his body. "I tried to wake you up, but you didn't respond to my voice or movements. You were in a very bad condition just now."
Robin took the dry towel and wiped the sweat from her forehead. She could not forget the nightmare she had just had for even a moment.
Slowing down her heartbeat, the woman gradually calmed herself down and told Fitz about her nightmare.
I dreamed of the Navy Headquarters in Marinford, where pirates and the navy were fighting head-on. Ace and Luffy were killed by Akainu one after another. The process was very quick, without any drag.
In the dream, Akainu smashed Ace's upper body with two punches, and his next target was Luffy. Robin tried to stop him in her dream, but couldn't even touch Sakaski.
They could only watch with their own eyes as Luffy, in despair, lay motionless, his flesh and blood melted by the high temperature that spewed out of his mouth, and he and Ace became just two piles of bones.
During this period, no one came to stop them. Robin did not see the cadres of the Whitebeard Pirates, nor did she see Luffy's grandfather Garp, leaving the two young men to face the navy admirals alone.
"Robin, you may be worried too much. Luffy has been slapped by Tyrant Bear to a far place. He may not be able to make it in time if the war breaks out. Even if Ace dies, Luffy will not die." Fitz could not think of any other words of comfort and could only make an objective analysis.
The woman put down the towel in her hand. At first, she suspected that she was thinking too much. She had been separated from her friends for many days and might have missed them too much, so she had this unrealistic nightmare.
"No, it can't be such a coincidence. My dream might be related to the Six-Armed Naga," Robin remembered the meaningful words the elder said before he left.
Could it be that the other party has the ability to predict the future and has inserted a certain fragment of the future into Robin's dream in advance?
The other party knew in advance that the two brothers Ace and Misunderstanding would die, and had enough bargaining chips to control human women. Robin's mind was very confused and he had no desire to sleep at all.
As the time for the outbreak of the Battle of Marineford is getting closer, Robin temporarily suppresses his worries. Cooperating with the Naga elders is tantamount to seeking the skin of a tiger. He cannot bother with their tribe until the critical moment.
Neither the man nor the fish could sleep, and as there was still some time before dawn, they had to wake up the camera bug on the table and let the little guy stay up all night to work.
The camera bug was suddenly awakened from its sound sleep and was still a little grouchy. Fortunately, I had prepared sashimi in advance to feed the omnivorous snail.
After eating, it started to work. The real-time broadcast of the auction was projected from the eyes of the photography insect, and the live images inside the Pandora venue were projected onto the dark walls.
At this time, Mr. Sha had already auctioned off ten lots and was very satisfied with his work as the host. No ordinary lots were left unsold.
It allows some customers with a little bit of wealth to spend their money on a big auction, which gives them a sense of participation.
If a large auction only offers items worth hundreds of millions to billions of dollars, it will only narrow the scope of making money. The organizers want most people to have the opportunity to participate.
The top items are reserved for top tycoons, while the mid-range and second-tier items are not valued by top tycoons and are left for non-private room guests to compete for, thus achieving de facto diversion.
"This eleventh lot has appeared on the skylight before. The organizer has some difficulty in classifying it. Although it is an ordinary human being, it is of great collection value and can be called a human body art." The host's brief introduction to the lot left some customers confused.
Human slaves are the lowest and cheapest. Only beautiful slaves can be sold at a slightly higher price, packaging humans into works of art.
The value of a work of art varies from person to person. Some people like it while others hate it, and the price fluctuates greatly.
And there is another big problem. After buying a piece of art at a high price, if you want to resell it a few years later, the second sale price may not even be one-tenth of the first time.
The auction prices of some artworks are relatively high due to artificial speculation. Many customers at the scene are not optimistic about the artworks put out by the organizers.
If you have the spare money to spend on art, you might as well buy a slave of another race. You can still be proud of it by taking him out. Talking about the value of art to a rough guy is like talking to a cow.
Luo almost stood up in excitement, his heart pounding. He had a bad feeling that the next item to be auctioned would be his own sister.
"Calm down, we only have one chance to attack," Mirajane grabbed the sleeve of the man beside him and asked him to control his emotions.
The organizer of the grand auction knew that the Surgeon of Death would participate in this auction, so he did not introduce the Daughter of Silver in the first auction, leaving people in suspense until the second auction.
The host's eyes swept across the guests in the audience and finally met Luo's. Although it was only for a moment, Luo understood that the yellow-skinned tentacle monster did it on purpose.
“Let us welcome the eleventh lot, which I would not exaggerate to call a work of art.”
When the backstage service staff heard a snap of fingers, they immediately understood and made preparations. Several sturdy men pushed an object covered with black cloth.
It is obvious that this time it is even bigger than Naga’s water dungeon. Both its length and width exceed the second lot. The total length is conservatively estimated to be more than ten meters. What kind of work of art would be so huge?
Pirates are a group of uneducated scum who are not very interested in works of art. Only wealthy and free nobles would use expensive and unique works of art to decorate their facades.
No one could imagine what was under the black cloth. Even some smart people thought of the Silver Girl and guessed that the size of the exhibit should be comparable to the area of Naga's water dungeon.
Some pirates who were curious turned their heads slightly and looked at Law and his female companion who were not far away in the audience, hoping for the reaction of the Surgeon of Death.
If the girl under the black cloth is really the Silver Girl, how much money should Luo, as the elder brother, spend to take a picture of the human body artwork deliberately made by the organizer?