"The way I see it, this is just a normal rock. It''s the star of the show because it was once used by some famous person, so it probably has some kind of special meaning despite being a regr rock."


    "I trust in Madam Marie. She''s never sold or auctioned off anything fake before. This rock has to be special if it''s the star of the show."


    The audience called out their guesses one after the other, but the emcee shook his head time and time again with a smile. "My apologies,dies and gentlemen, but you''re all wrong. This rock here isn''t a piece of jade. It did note from a mine, nor was it used by anyone famous."


    "This rock right here is actually from outer space. It''s a meteorite."


    "What?"


    "Is it really?"


    The crowd''s expression shed with shock, as did Wilbur''s. He searched through the rock with his spirit energy at once and indeed found that there was a mysterious energy within it.


    The energy did not seem like spiritual energy or anything Wilbur was familiar with at all. In fact, he had never encountered anything quite like it.


    Wilbur remembered the old dragon and his love for power and energies that came from the universe and was certain that the meteorite would be able to get him a good deal of grace points.


    Just then, Tina said, "Mister Penn? Your nose is bleeding."


    "Huh?"


    Wilbur startled, scrambling to get his handkerchief out to wipe his nose. At the same time, the bidding for the meteorite had started.


    "This meteorite is incredibly rare, and thus bidding will start at five million dors. If everyone is alright with it, I hereby announce that the bidding shall begin now!"


    "Five million and eight hundred thousand."


    "Six million!"


    "Six million and five hundred thousand!"


    The meteorite was already worth a lot on the market and hard to find, and everyone was rearing at the opportunity to get their hands on one so big.


    Many people in the audience raised their cards, and the price had reached thirty million dors within less than a minute with no intention of stopping.


    "Thirty-five million!"


    "Thirty-six million!"


    "Thirty-eight million!"


    ...


    Wilbur had done the math, and the meteorite would be worth it as long as he was paying within a hundred million dors. Besides, Wilbur''s physical condition was not doing very well right now and he desperately needed the help that the meteorite might be able to get him.


    He raised his paddle. "Fifty million dors!"