In the next half hour, Han Feng bid twice more.
Once, after a fierce bidding war, he won an item for thirty-eight thousand Contribution Points.
The other time, he snagged a deal, buying a batch of Spirit Coins that no one else was fighting for at thirty-nine thousand points.
In three auctions, he spent a total of one hundred twelve thousand Contribution Points in exchange for six hundred Spirit Coins.
His account balance was instantly cut by more than half.
But Han Feng's expression was calm, without the slightest ripple of emotion.
'Money is only meaningful when it's converted into strength.'
"Brother Feng, the speed you're spending money at is making my heart pound."
Gao Fei smacked his lips, but his eyes were filled with excitement.
He knew that Han Feng's rush to get Spirit Coins meant he was planning something big.
Now that he had Hard Currency, Han Feng ignored the auction items priced in Contribution Points.
He turned his attention back to the self-service terminal.
