The 24th Century Warrior Became a Fake Heiress novel Chapter 355

Chapter 355 The Obsidian Meteorite

Devoid of psionic masters to awaken them in this era, the world dismissed them as curious antiquities, revering them merely as mystical relics fit for altar offerings.

Yet Isabella knew that infusing psionic resonance into this high–grade crystalline lattice could forge an artifact capable of chronic neuro–stimulation, harmonizing biological vitality and shielding cellular health.

Once attuned by her psionic frequency, it would insulate the wearer against psychic disorientation and neuro–chemical hypnosis, nullifying sensory subversion aimed at the brain.

Furthermore, it provided remarkable therapeutic relief against chronic neurological pain, easing exhaustion, combat stress trauma, and decades of recurring nightmares.

Weighing its value, Isabella entered an opening bid over her intercom, “One hundred million dollars.”

She escalated straight to nine figures without a heartbeat of hesitation.

In her hands, the mineral’s physiological yield would surpass three hundred percent.

Both Steven and Ethan were career military commanders, making this mineral a literal lifesaver in critical crises.

Attuning it with psionic matrixing would form a dormant psychic barrier around the wearer.

If they ever faced psychological interrogation or neurological subversion designed to break their minds, that barrier would lock down their cognitive pathways against damage.

Crucially, in life–threatening trauma, the psionic field would sustain biological consciousness, buying vital minutes for emergency resuscitation.

Thus, securing this black obsidian was an absolute imperative.

Sizing up the specimen, it was nearly the size of a soccer ball–an exceptionally generous volume.

Carving it into wearable amulets and pendants would yield more than enough material.

She could fashion an amulet for every loved one in her circle.

Steven, Noah, Ethan, Raymond, her three maternal uncles, and the Carter family–everyone would receive a talisman.

With that plan in mind, she placed the hundred–million–dollar bid without hesitation.

Across the gallery, Preston Keller took an immediate liking to the relic as well.

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Though he dismissed the mystical sales pitch, writing off talk of biological alignments and fatigue relief as pure marketing hyperbole, treating it all as exaggerated fluff, the lot carried undeniable physical presence and luxury weight.

Its meteoric pedigree and rare aesthetic made it an extraordinary showpiece.

Pairing this ancient meteorite with Andre’s experimental therapeutics would cement the Keller family’s prestige in Steven Wayne’s eyes.

Standard antiques and conventional jade carvings, items that any billionaire could purchase with cash alone, held no appeal for him.

“130 million.”

Preston submitted his counter–bid with absolute confidence.

Nobody attending this salon lacked capital.

The dramatic presentation had captivated numerous connoisseurs seeking exotic novelties.

Bidders raised paddles in steady succession across the floor.

In short order, the ledger crossed three hundred million dollars.

The auctioneer beamed from ear to ear at the soaring total.

Acquired from an old secluded abbey and confirmed to possess genuine bio–magnetic resonance, they had positioned it as a flagship lot, never dreaming it would achieve such astronomical heights.

That figure was more than enough to close the hammer with immense profit.

Smiling broadly, he surveyed the gallery, “Standing at three hundred million dollars–are there any further bids?”

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