Bid Master : auction tycoon

Bid Master is what happens when Storage Wars meets a full-blown tycoon sim, and the result is a surprisingly addictive mashup of treasure hunting, business management, and the occasional rage at fake antiques.

At its core, Bid Master is a game about bidding smart and flipping big. You’re thrown into intense warehouse auctions, battling NPCs and players alike to grab everything from dusty relics and noble armor to alien skulls and vintage supercars. Not every item’s a gem though, some are just overpriced trash. And unless you identify them correctly, expect to burn gold faster than you earn it.

Once you snag your loot, the real fun begins. You get to fix things up, appraise their value, and sell them in your pawn shop. The game even lets you expand your operation: open restaurants, build gas stations, fish for rare sea creatures, and launch your own car factory. It’s like Monopoly, but every building earns you coins, not arguments.

One of Bid Master’s best features is the variety. You’re not just auctioning and selling, you’re running restaurants, catching exotic fish, managing museums, and building a five-star hotel empire. Every unlock feels like a new mini-game stitched into the main loop. It’s chaotic, but in the best way.

That said, not everything is up for applause. The monetization system pushes its luck. Voluntary ads are fine (who doesn’t love doubling profits?), but forced ads that boot you to the app store mid-game? Not so much. There’s also a bit of RNG rage when your supposedly “real” item suddenly needs re-verifying, again.

Still, if you can look past the bugs and occasional monetization hiccups, there’s a genuinely fun tycoon sim buried under all the clutter. Bid Master rewards strategy, hoarding instincts, and a dash of luck. It’s satisfying to start with nothing but a few coins and end up managing a network of fish tanks, antique galleries, and gas stations.

If you’ve ever watched an auction and thought “I could do better”, this is your chance. Just bring a calculator, a little patience, and maybe a backup plan for when the crown turns out to be plastic.