Way of the Drunken Immortal

"The number one VVIP room just offered twenty million!"

'That's boring'

Sitting in one of the biggest auctions in the world at the moment, a man in his early thirties placed a price on the item on display and looked around the place, which had suddenly lost its lively atmosphere after the sound of his own voice. Whenever he put a price on an item, the auction was strangely silent and no one was competing with him to raise the price. 

This was not unreasonable; no one wanted to raise the price against a genius who had managed to become the richest man in the world in his mid-twenties. Even if they did, it would be impossible for them to take the product out of his hands, the only thing that would happen would be that they would inadvertently provoke him, and none of the people participating in this auction were so stupid. 

But what they didn't know was that their behavior would not be appreciated by this handsome and well-dressed man. 

As the man listened to the countdown, he closed his eyes slightly and remembered the past days. Not even twenty years old, he was knocking on the doors of rich people's homes, trying to sell his first factory and new product with copyrights, and secretly sweating while smiling to analyze which kind of things they wanted. 

Not only was he a nobody in the world of the rich, but his awakening ability was not working at that time. All he could do as a poor young man was to go door to door in the rich neighborhoods to make good connections. 

And what they say; who sows the wind, will reap the storm. 

As a result of these days of hard work, the young man made many friends in the rich neighborhood. 

He made tens of millions in a short time by buying and selling while developing friendships at the rich parties he attended. He did not stop there, he stepped into politics and the arts. Sleeping only a few hours a day, he cursed the brevity of each day. 

And at the age of twenty-seven he was rewarded for his efforts. On his twenty-seventh birthday he became one of the twenty richest people in the world. Before he turned twenty-eight, he shot to number one on the list. 

The reason for such a rapid increase in his wealth was undoubtedly his awakening ability. 

Everyone in this world is born with a tattoo on their body. These tattoos awaken at a random time, giving their bearers small abilities. Of course, even in this case, most tattoos conform to the laws of physics. For example, the fastest man alive has a tatto that only gives him a 3x speed boost. Because the human body cannot take much more. 

There is even a ranking for tattoos. These abilities are ranked from F level to S level.

His tatto is one of the SS level tattoos that normal people don't know exist. Such tattoos, which almost ignore the laws of physics, have rarely appeared in the world history. 

Fortunately, no one in the world knows about his tatto's abilities. As the countdown ended, the man raised his head and looked at the picture of the island next to the auctioneer looking at him. Meanwhile, deep in the man's left eye, a tiny star tattoos, invisible to normal people, glowed darkly. 

[A medium-sized island]

[Value: $860,000,000]

[There is a large gold mine under this island left by an inactive volcano four thousand years ago, and its location between the two countries increases the value of the island a lot]

He thought his assessment-type talent came from the black dragon tattoos on his neck, but he was wrong. It was the ability of the black star tattoos deep in his left eye that even he was not aware of. 

After running his hand through his tidy black hair and stroking the tatto on his neck with his left hand, the man murmured once more as he waited for the next item to be auctioned. 

"It's really boring. No competition, no fun..."

After saying these words, the man took out his phone from his inside pocket and continued reading his favorite Wuxia novel. 

The island had just cost him twenty million dollars. At that price, the auctioneers were probably quite happy. After all, according to them, this island has no special value, apart from the fact that it is located between two countries at war. Even selling such an island could have gotten them into a lot of trouble.

But as luck would have it, Mr. Michael took on the problem for them and offered them a good price. 

The two old men, who had been watching the inside of room number one through the cameras, exhaled deeply when they heard this news and hugged each other with tears in their eyes. 

"We should thank Mr. Michael later, as delicious as this hot potato was, we almost burned our hands trying to hold it."

"Hahaha, in the last four days nearly twenty thieves have tried to steal the island's ownership files. It's really a hot potato warmed in hellfire."

"I will send my beautiful granddaughter to deliver the files to Mr. Michael. Perhaps the rise of my family is near. Kekeke."

"Dream on! Don't be stupid, dysfunctional old man! It's us who should thank him"

At these words, the old man, who wanted to send his granddaughter to Michael, was briefly angry. He wanted to say that it would be a blessing for someone else to have his beautiful granddaughter in his bed, but after a while he gave up. A man like Michael, a man of great influence all over the world, could benefit a great deal from having a relationship with Michael, even if it is only a one-night one. 

The other old man felt bad when he saw his friend go silent with a red face. He knew that one of the things this old man valued most in life was that granddaughter. 

"Okay, okay. Calm down. Have you ever heard of him having a relationship with a woman before? Of course not. He'd probably refuse even if you sent him your granddaughter."

"Are you saying my granddaughter is not worthy of him!"

"I'm trying to comfort you and you're yelling at me! Okay, if you want to know the truth, I'll tell you. The only person in the world worthy of him, let alone your granddaughter, is probably his own sister or something. Do you realize who we are talking about? Wake up!"

While the two old men continued to argue among themselves, the man on the giant screen in front of them lay down on the soft couch while continuing to read a novel on his phone as if he was oblivious to the world.