Chapter 1260: Chapter 782: The Prince’s Dilemma
The top-level mission hall of the Longevity Club had just hosted a lottery event. By the end of the program, three lucky winners erged. Following this, Liang Bing, one of the Club’s three leaders, began distributing the rewards on stage.
Including the ten mbers with the highest point totals, a total of eleven people received a Grade-Two Longevity Pill.
The Dubai Prince, Benside, turned out to be tonight’s lucky winner. His mbership point level was at the lowest D-grade, incomparable to the B-grade or even A-grade mbers on stage. However, because he won the grand prize, he also received one Grade-Two Longevity Pill.
The Grade-One Pill was drawn by a top-level figure from the Aricas. The reward was a single Grade-One Longevity Pill. Although the individual already owned two Grade-One Pills, making an additional pill seemingly unnecessary, it felt too valuable to discard.
After all, even a Grade-One Longevity Pill, while common among these top echelon figures who typically possessed at least one, could fetch a price exceeding ten billion if auctioned—a tidy sum even for the wealthy.
As for Benside, who won the grand prize, he had beco the object of envy for everyone in the hall.
If a Grade-One Longevity Pill was worth over ten billion, then the value of a Grade-Two Longevity Pill was imasurable.
To this day, apart from a failed auction attempt in the Capital City, no other venue had publicly displayed a Grade-Two Longevity Pill. A conservative estimate valued one pill at no less than a hundred billion.
In truth, the pill in Benside’s possession was of limited use to him. The Dubai King had already acquired a Grade-Two Longevity Pill through a prior transaction with Chu Mo, so there was no need for him to submit the pill he had obtained.
Moreover, Benside himself was only in his early twenties, his health in pristine condition. Even without consuming the pill, he would have no issues for decades to co. By then, the Grade-Two Longevity Pill may have depreciated significantly in value.
After all, since the Longevity Club’s successful developnt of the Grade-Two Longevity Pill, research into the Grade-Three Longevity Pill had already comnced. Rumors even circulated that planning and design for a Grade-Four Longevity Pill were already underway.
Judging from the developnt tiline of the previous two pills, it might not take long for more effective pills to erge. By that ti, the Grade-Two Longevity Pill in his possession would naturally lose its value.
Nonetheless, for now, Benside’s pill, numbered 018, remained a highly coveted item.
Just monts ago, even before his pill had ward in his hand, at least three wealthy billionaires approached him to initiate conversation and inquire whether he had any plans to sell it.
Of course, Benside had declined all previous overtures.
Seizing a rare mont of quiet, Benside finally approached Yang Xuan’s side. Imdiately, he spoke up to inquire, “Miss Yang, may I ask, is Mr. Chu here?”
As one of the three leaders of the Club, and also its general manager, Yang Xuan naturally knew Chu Mo’s whereabouts. Just recently, she had personally escorted the Jewelry Queen, Princess Mina Gong, to the sixth underground level.
Facing Benside’s inquiry, Yang Xuan, her face adorned with a polite smile, replied earnestly:
“Your Highness, Mr. Chu has so minor matters to attend to at the mont. Do you need to relay a ssage for you?”
Chu Mo had already instructed earlier that he would remain at the bar on the sixth underground level of the Club for the evening. Unless there was an extrely urgent matter, he was not to be disturbed. Hence, Yang Xuan naturally dared not disobey.
Hearing this, Benside let out a slight sigh, then regained a faint smile. The Crown Prince of Dubai said:
“It’s nothing urgent. Please send Mr. Chu my regards.”
After speaking, Benside turned and walked off to a nearby area.
Just then, an elderly man with graying hair suddenly approached. Benside recognized the man—it was none other than Jiaer Peterman, the energy tycoon from France.
“Mr. Peterman.”
Though Benside held the esteed position of a nation’s crown prince, he still extended significant deference to this elderly man. This was not only due to the latter’s massive wealth, totaling nearly ten trillion, but also because the man maintained vital business relations with Dubai. If he were to withdraw his investnts from Dubai, even the Prince himself would be unable to bear the consequences.
Peterman gave Benside a slight nod of acknowledgnt, then directed his gaze toward the task board in front of him.
The task displayed before him was an A-grade mission. The mission’s objective was to acquire a mining site in East Asia.
The difficulty of this mission was neither particularly high nor trivial. Completing it required possessing significant influence in the country in question, even to the extent of shaping local developnts.
Upon completing this task, one could earn one thousand points and enable a low-ranking mber to upgrade to B-grade.
Peterman, his hair entirely gray, studied the task before him and sighed lightly:
“I have underestimated this Longevity Club.”
“A year ago, when the Grade-One Longevity Pill was introduced, I thought this Longevity Club was rely a fleeting joke that would soon fade into the streams of history. Six months ago, I regarded that Mr. Chu as nothing more than a clown. But now, looking at the countless missions before touching on various aspects of the world, I can’t help but marvel: the Longevity Club’s influence has begun reaching into every corner of the globe. They are infiltrating every field. In just one short year, the Longevity Club has extended its reach across the world. Today, their operatives are scattered throughout every continent.”
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