Chapter 40: The Pride of One Hundred Thousand
Translator: Vicky_ Editor: Vicky_
Hans climbed out the window, his movents extraordinarily nimble. Ah ow, held in Li Du’s arms, seed dumbfounded as it watched him escape the truck.
There were people everywhere, both inside the house and out in the yard. There were at least 20 of them. Li Du shook his head. The information that Hans had told him was inaccurate. This was considered a small gathering?
A party for Aricans could be cheap and simple, but it could also be grand and complex. This was a simple party, with large amounts of beer, fried chicken, fish, and a few people barbecuing in the yard. There were many people at the house, and they seed mostly uncivilized.
The people in the house were watching an NBA ga. The match started early and would be ending so ti in the evening.
Whenever Li Du was still studying, he too loved watching the NBA. His basketball skills were pretty good, and he had been a mber of the varsity team at university.
The Miami Heat called a tiout. With only four seconds remaining, a couple dozen people were heatedly debating what would happen.
“LeBron is definitely going to hit a buzzer beater for the Heat. King LeBron! I believe in him, he will definitely be able to do this!”
“Ha! With all that traveling? This is the NBA, not the NFL. His strategy of just hugging the ball and rushing isn’t gonna work here. I bet he’s gonna miss!”
“Why would they hand over the buzzer beater to LeBron? I bet this one is gonna be settled by The Flash. LeBron doesn’t have the guts for this!”
While they were debating, another car had arrived, with its large exhaust roaring loudly.
“Who brought a tractor?” Li Du asked Hans in shock.
Hans gave a loud laugh. “That is probably Cocky Andrew. That guy loves to show off. He pimped up an old Mustang, a Shelby Mustang GT500CR. The sound of that car is like the sound of chicks getting forced down by The Hulk in bed!”
Soon, a middle-age man in a flowery shirt walked in. He had sunglasses on and walked with his head held high, chewing on a piece of gum. The most prominent thing about him was the large, golden H belt buckle hanging on his waist.
When they saw him, the treasure hunters that had been heatedly debating all stood up. A man handed him a bottle of beer. “Hey Andrew. Good afternoon,” he said flatteringly.
Taking the beer, the man nodded, and asked, “What are you guys talking about so excitedly?”
Soone gave a quick explanation of how the ga was going. Then the tiout was almost finished, and everyone turned their attention to the bets.
They invited Andrew to join in.
“What are we betting?” he asked.
“The loser pays for the expenses of this party.”
Andrew nodded. “That bet seems kind of small. But then again, it’s not appropriate if it gets too big. So be it.”
“Why don’t we switch things up a bit? Whoever loses has to share their information that they have on a valuable storage unit,” Hans snickered.
Andrew scoffed. “Then I’m not playing. Your information has no value to , but whatever info I give out would be able to feed any one of you for a whole year.”
Hearing this, combined with his tone and expression, Li Du raised his eyebrows. How could this guy be so annoying?
Since the match was going to resu soon, the group stuck to the old bet. Their eyes were then glued to the television.
On the 60-inch LCD display, two teams started a fearso fight for the ball and four seconds swiftly passed. The ball went to LeBron. The mont he got the ball, he took the shot.
Seeing this, Li Du silently chanted in his mind, “Ti Deceleration!”
Behind the television, a ‘Pa’ sound was heard, and the screen turned off. The group gasped and then started placing their bets.
“I bet LeBron scored! There was only that midget point guard in front of him, so his vision wouldn’t be blocked, and there was no pressure! He will definitely score!” Andrew said confidently.
Hearing his words, the ones who had been talking about how LeBron wouldn’t score started changing their opinions.
“This shot looked smooth, I bet he drained it.”
“This is King LeBron, of course he can do it!”
“If he can’t even get this shot in, then he should retire. He must have made it.”
Hans scoffed and looked at Li Du. “What do you think?” he asked.
“He missed,” Li Du replied without any hesitation. “The buzzer beater failed!”
From the Ti Deceleration, the movents on the screen beca extrely slow, almost like watching with a high-speed cara. Although the screen looked off to everyone else, Li Du clearly saw all the movents LeBron made from the mont he touched the ball.
Yes, LeBron did successfully trick his opponents and ss with their formation. The ball wasn’t passed well, however, and it slipped slightly off his hands due to its spinning motion. He did not have the ti to adjust, so he had to just throw it in the air. Although his form looked natural, it was actually very bad.
Hearing Li Du’s words, Hans nodded, and said, “I agree with my buddy. The buzzer beater failed.”
The ones who had been supporting Andrew booed. Soone asked provocatively, “Hey, why do so people always like to go against the flow? Is it to get special attention?”
“That’s actually pretty stupid,” Dalton smirked.
Li Du was silent. He went to search for the news online with his phone, and found the headline: 102-101, Boston Celtics narrowly win Against Miami Heat, LeBron Jas’ Buzzer Beater Bricked! He read this aloud.
Hearing this, the smirk on Andrew’s face crumbled.
Dalton turned on the television. The score on the screen showed: 102-101, with the Celtics and their fans cheering.
The atmosphere in the room beca awkward. People looked at one another before finally directing their eyes to Andrew.
Andrew continued to hold his head high. “LeBron is really trash,” he said. “He should never dream about winning a championship in this lifeti. Alright, match over, let’s get this party started!”
“OHHHH!” The group started getting rowdy again, and followed Andrew into the yard.
When everyone was gone, Li Du asked curiously, “Who is this Andrew? Why is everyone trying to kiss his *ss?”
“You’re a level one mber in this association, belonging to the Ten Thousand Club,” Hans said. “So is everyone else here, except Andrew. He is in the Hundred Thousand club.
“He has a lot of unique, quality information on storage units. I hate to admit it, but having a good relationship with him ans securing a source of money.”
Li Du nodded. No wonder Andrew seed like the head of a dog pack. He was actually an elite amongst the treasure hunters.
Association of Arican Auction Hunters had five clubs altogether. At the base was the Ten Thousand Club, followed by the Hundred Thousand Club, the Million Club, the Ten Million Club, and the Billion Club at the top.
The Ten Thousand Club could be entered once soone made a profit of 10,000 dollars at any one ti. The mber, who was now level one, would raise a level each ti they made a single profit of 10,000 dollars. Hans was a level five mber in the club.
For the Hundred Thousand Club, they had to accumulate a single profit of over 100,000 dollars at least twice in auctions. This was much harder than what it took to beco accepted into the Ten Thousand club.
There was another club, a pseudo Hundred Thousand club. This was not official, but was sothing that the treasure hunters talked about amongst themselves. The requirents were to either acquire a profit of 100,000 dollars in an auction, or to accumulate a profit of 10,000 dollars ten separate tis.
Li Du calculated. He had participated in six auctions. Currently, only two had earnings over 10,000, and the chance of receiving the recognition from The Association would only co once. He was still far from the Hundred Thousand Club.
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