After a night of fierce bidding, Youyu's "Chainsaw Insect" was eventually bought by President Tosawa Mukuro for fifty million.
Perhaps the president's influence played a part, or maybe this price truly reached the psychological limit of the two managers. In the end, they withdrew from the bidding, allowing the "world's highest attack power four-star monster" to go to the president.
President Mukuro was in a great mood. Buying the Chainsaw Insect for fifty million, he even felt he got a bargain. Without hesitation, he generously wrote Youyu a fifty million check on the spot, without a single cent of delay.
As the seller, Youyu was even more delighted. Throughout the process, he just sat there without saying a word. All he did was put the "Chainsaw Insect" on the table, and then fifty million was his...
Truly a windfall this time.
Selling a Chainsaw Insect for fifty million, if other players heard about this, they'd likely die of envy on the spot.
This insect, with nothing but high attack as its advantage and huge drawbacks, and just an R Card as rated by the system... Are you telling me it can sell for fifty million?
Are you kidding me?
But does this make him a rogue merchant?
Youyu felt he wasn't a rogue merchant at all.
After all, he didn't say a word during the whole process, didn't even bother to pitch or persuade anyone to buy the Chainsaw Insect. He just silently brought out the card and watched the show on the side, with the price driven up by the buyers themselves, having nothing to do with him.
If one had to say Youyu did anything in this process, at most it was just to smoothly accept the final check of fifty million from the president...
What's more interesting is that when President Mukuro handed him the fifty million, he solemnly patted Youyu on the shoulder and said that in the future, if there were any difficulties in the organization or in life, he could look for the president for help.
Clearly, he was the one paying, yet he acted as if he owed Youyu a big favor.
Making Youyu, who received the money, almost feel embarrassed...
It's obvious that Youyu had already drawn attention from everyone, including the president.
Powerful dark forces, superb dueling skills, strong rare cards... it's unlikely anyone would believe this young man didn't have a formidable background.
The auction concluded, and tonight's ruckus temporarily came to an end.
It was already late, so Youyu bid farewell to these new friends and prepared to return to his card shop residence.
Actually, Youyu still had quite a few cards to sell — he had consistently opened packs in the system card pool for more than half a month and indeed got quite a few high-attack four-star normal monsters.
In fact, there are also some magic trap cards that might not seem useful to players but may be of great interest to NPCs, and these should also fetch a good price.
But adhering to the principle of a steady flow, Youyu didn't plan to sell all these cards at once right now.
Good things are scarce; occasionally pulling out something like the Chainsaw Insect would impress everyone, even if it's bought for fifty million. But if Youyu pulled out a Chainsaw Insect every week, the price would undoubtedly plummet... and it might even make the initial bidders feel cheated.
Quit while you're ahead; selling a card for fifty million tonight was already a huge profit.
In the short term, Youyu doesn't plan on selling any more "overpowered" cards from the system card pool. Apart from that, he first wanted to head back to his shop and open™ a few thousand packs to max out Pot of Greed and Graceful Charity.
Additionally, there are some cards from the DM World, like "Painful Choice," "Heavy Storm," "Harpie's Feather Duster," and "Hurricane," which are the kind of divine cards he intends to see if he can pull.
These are cards that, in the future development of Yu-Gi-Oh, are either completely banned or limited cards with terrifying abilities that the game environment can hardly bear.
Moreover, quite a few of them aren't really favorites among duelists of this era, and no one thinks they're particularly powerful.
After all, in the current environment, these are either labeled simply as N Cards or just R Cards, with not much rarity.
If, by chance, he managed to pull another rare card, he could sell it in the Nightwalker World to recoup... not that the odds are high, of course.
Previously, in a ten-pack pull, he got three rare cards (although none were particularly useful), and Youyu felt it wouldn't be surprising if he didn't pull any rare cards for quite a while.
...
The next morning.
Chinai looked at the stack of cash that Youyu handed over, with a face full of confusion: "Your first month's salary... hasn't been paid yet, right?"
"Yeah." Youyu nodded.
"Then how did you..."
"I sold the rare cards I pulled last time." Youyu laughed. "You know, rare cards can be sold for a lot of money. Since I wasn't going to use those cards anyway..."
"...Oh." Chinai nodded and accepted this explanation, muttering softly as she put the money away, "I thought you were doing something strange to earn money every night..."
Youyu had a black line across his face.
Did this girl misunderstand again?
No wonder, since Youyu'd been sneaking out with other strange men in the middle of the night.
Especially that bespectacled guy who came looking for Youyu at the shop; he didn't seem like an honest person at all!
Chinai felt her worries were not unfounded.
A moment later, Chinai went inside to tidy things up.
Meanwhile, there weren't any customers, leaving just Youyu behind the counter, so he casually took a stack of card packs and prepared to open them.
After all, he was temporarily flush with cash right now, so with nothing else to do, he figured he might as well open a few packs for fun.
...And sure enough, in the first ten-pack pull, there wasn't a single desirable card.
But it didn't matter; for someone in his current financial state, a ten-pack pull was just a drop in the ocean, and he didn't care about setbacks like this.
Youyu casually grabbed a few more packs and was about to continue when unexpectedly, someone walked into the store.
Youyu put the card packs aside: "Welcome."
As he looked up, he found that the visitor was an elderly gentleman. This gentleman had a white beard, was wearing sunglasses, a red floral short shirt, shorts just above the knee, and a pair of flip-flops, looking as if he'd just come back from a summer beach.
In short, he was quite a flamboyant old man.
This was quite unusual. While there were old men who liked playing cards—like Yugi's grandfather, Muto Sugoroku—most customers at card shops were young people. It was the first time Youyu had seen an old man like this here.
To his surprise, the old man didn't seem interested in shopping. Instead, after looking around, he saw Youyu, and his eyes lit up under the sunglasses, immediately approaching him.
With a look like he was evaluating a treasure, the old man looked Youyu up and down and nodded repeatedly: "Hmm, good, good, this is good."
Youyu: "???"
Sir, please clarify, what's good?