Chapter 4

The atmosphere at the venue turned bizarre and oppressive, and people looked at one another in confusion.

"What happened? How did she go blind out of nowhere?"

"That's so weird! Could… something be wrong with this Connor guy?"

"Impossible. He’s tied up inside a cage. What could possibly be wrong with him? It must be a coincidence."

Maisie stood in her place, her face pale and her body still trembling slightly.

After a long time, she took a deep breath, forcefully pressing down the fear in her heart. Then, she walked over to Chad’s side and shook his arm violently.

"Chad! Chad, think of something quickly! We can't just stop here! Mom... Mom will be fine once she’s sent for treatment. We... we have to continue!" Her voice carried a sobbing tone.

Chad thought for a moment, and with a gloomy face, he shot a glance at the auctioneer on the stage.

Understanding the cue, the auctioneer immediately picked up the microphone and forced a smile, trying to ease the tension.

"Ladies and gentlemen, that was just a minor accident. There is no need to panic. Our security and medical teams are world-class, so please rest assured. Now, let us continue to the next item!

"Next up, we will be auctioning off Mr. Hudson's left kidney! Everyone, please look at the screen. The various indicators of this kidney are practically perfect, and its vitality is extremely high. For patients who need a kidney transplant, this is undoubtedly a gift from God! The starting bid is three million dollars!"

On the massive screen, the 3D model of my left kidney rotated slowly, with various physiological data clearly listed right next to it.

However, this time, people were somewhat hesitant.

The bizarre scene from earlier was like a thorn stuck deep in their minds.

Seeing this, Chad’s face grew even uglier.

He knew that someone had to break this deadlock.

So, he raised his own bidding paddle and said coldly, "Four million dollars!"

He entered the bidding personally, both to give everyone confidence and to dispose of this "merchandise" as quickly as possible to avoid any further complications.

With him taking the lead, the atmosphere inside the room warmed up slightly.

As a result, people started to place their bids.

"Six million."

"Seven million!"

"Eight million."

The price climbed all the way up, and ultimately, a person who looked like a Chesterford aristocrat called out a sky-high price of twelve million dollars to close the deal.

Once again, two men in white lab coats walked up. They opened the iron cage, their movements even rougher than before, as if they were venting the unease in their hearts.

Held up by them, I walked toward that operating room with the glowing red light for a second time.

Then, I was pressed down onto the cold operating table again.

"Hurry up and do it! Don't drag your feet!" Chad’s impatient, urging voice echoed from outside the door.

The doctor took a deep breath, picked up the scalpel, and aimed it directly at my left lower back.

The icy sensation of the blade cutting through skin arrived.

It was time!

In my mind, using an even more intense hatred than before, I issued the command.

'System! Transfer target: Chad!'

[Ding—Command confirmed.]

[Transfer target locked: Chad.]

[Damage type: Physical removal of the left kidney.]

[Executing transfer...]

"Argh!"

A scream that was even more miserable than Olivia’s suddenly erupted from right outside the operating room!

The doctor, who was just about to make the cut, trembled violently, and the scalpel almost dropped onto the floor.