"Come on, come on, come take a look at my father Taz. These mountain people from the 21st district of Nagtalin are all strong and capable. They are the best coolies and can work for 12 hours without a break. Each one is only a thousand dollars, and more than ten can be discounted! The more you buy, the more discounts you get. Young Master, do you need to add some workers to your factory? "
Allen retreated a little to avoid being touched by the slave owner with shining eyes in front of him. In this stall, a row of ten rough and strong men were shackled and nailed to the ground with iron chains as thick as forearms, displaying them to the passing customers like commodities. Unfortunately, the customers didn't seem to be very interested in the slaves used as coolies, so the slave stall was deserted.
The stalls that attracted the most people were basically female slaves and even slaves who provided all kinds of special services. They were the mainstream goods sold in Black Street. For example, Greene and the others had already entered a stall that specialized in selling female slaves. Greene did not forget to call Allen over. Entering the crowd, the stall in front of him was not small in the garage. It even had its own booth that was more than ten meters long.
On the booth were cages of all sizes, and in the cages were young women. From 15 to 26 years old, the cages were high and low, and there were even some equipment inside, allowing the female slaves to display their strengths and strengths in various postures. To Allen's surprise, these female slaves all had peach blossoms on their faces, and they gave the guests the most charming smiles instead of miserable looks.
Greene had already taken a fancy to a fifteen or sixteen-year-old woman. While bargaining with the slave owner, he bumped into a competitor. Thus, it turned into a small auction. In the end, because of Greene's limited financial resources, he could only watch as the slave he had taken a fancy to was bought by someone else. He dejectedly called for the others to move to the next stall.
"Isn't this the young master of the Bescot family?"
As Allen squeezed out of the crowd, the figure in front of him blurred, and a sparkling pipe flashed in front of him. Allen calmed himself down and saw that it was the old man who had stopped William from fighting him in the Old Oak Bar. Of course, now he knew that this old man was the owner of the bar, Old Ward, who had adopted and guided Wilick and the others.
"Welik is doing well now, right? That lucky kid, hey." Old Ward took off his pipe and flicked off some ash.
Allen nodded and said, "It should be quite fulfilling."
"Wilick is a kid with potential. If there's a chance in the future, I'll squeeze more of him." The old man laughed dryly, and Allen didn't dare to flatter him. He continued, "Young Master, are you here to buy slaves?"
"Just call me Allen."
Allen looked at the female slaves and said, "I just came with my friends to broaden my horizons. However, this place is indeed different from what I imagined."
"Oh? Then what do you think it should be like? "Ward asked casually.
"At least, I didn't expect those slaves to greet people with a smile." Allen answered honestly.
Ward laughed and said, "Then do you think they will cry?"
"Allen, alright, since you want me to call you that." Ward put away his laughter and walked with Allen. He pointed at some slaves and said, "You have to understand, they are commodities. Especially those female slaves, people buy them for fun. They don't care what's pitiful about these women. All they want is to be happy. So you see, a woman who knows how to laugh is easier to sell than a woman who only knows how to cry … "
"Besides, as long as she can sell herself, she will live a better life than where she came from. You know, not all slaves are captured. Some are slaves of their own volition. As long as you have the chance to sell yourself to Babylon, just like your companions just now. If they could be sold to them, even if the dolls no longer attracted the owner's interest after a period of time. Then no matter how bad they were, they would still be left behind as maids in the clan. Those who had some tricks would hook up with some of the stewards of the clan, or marry some of the clan's guards. No matter what, this kind of life is ten times better than on the surface. "Ward spread out his hands and said," So you see, as long as you can sell yourself. Don't joke, even if they do something unbearable, they will do it. After all, it's a matter of survival. "
"Then Mr. Ward is also here to buy … female slaves?" Allen asked.
Ward shook his head and said, "I'm already old, so I can't afford to be tossed around by a few women." Besides, who told you that there were only female slaves at the trade fair? There were all kinds of goods here. There were female slaves, male slaves, and little black people … Hey, it was a little slave. In fact, some people with connections could even get alien slaves. Of course, those are all high-grade goods. "
"I'm mainly here to see those little black people. Welik has already dug them up for you, and the rest of the brats have also gone their separate ways. I have to nurture another batch of new blood, or the sign of the old oak tree will be torn down. "
At this moment, Old Ward made a strange movement. He raised his leg and kicked backwards, but there was clearly nothing behind him. But suddenly, a slave pounced on Ward from a passing stall and shouted, "Buy me, Master. I can do a lot of work."
As a result, the kick landed on the slave's calf, causing the slave to fall to the ground. Then, it was pulled back by a few strong guards of the slave owner. Old Ward snorted, "I'm not interested in someone like you who can't even be considered third-rate."
Allen looked thoughtful. The inconspicuous old man in front of him was indeed a hidden expert. The kick just now that was like a prophet's kick showed that Old Ward was always vigilant of his surroundings. It was like a joke for a person like this to ambush him.
"I'll go this way. You can play slowly, Allen. I wish you a pleasant evening. "The old man knocked on his pipe and walked in another direction with his hands behind his back.
"Allen, come over here. Hurry up."
The old man's figure was quickly submerged in the crowd. Green and the others shouted in front of him, and Allen could only walk forward quickly. Green hooked his arm around Allen's shoulder and asked, "Who is that old man?"
Allen wasn't used to being so intimate with him. He quietly took down his hand and said, "Nothing much. He's an acquaintance. I chatted for a while."
"Oh, don't talk about that. Let's hurry up and go here. "Green took out a flyer and shook it." Look, we're right to come today. There's an auction of alien slaves tonight! "
Allen thought to himself that Old Ward was indeed not spouting nonsense. There were actually alien slaves for sale in Black Street. He had never seen a real alien before. He had only read about alien races in classes and books, so he was a little curious.
Alien slaves had always been high-grade commodities, so it was naturally impossible for them to be casually displayed and auctioned like roadside stalls. The auction venue was deep in the underground garage, a simple hall with concrete walls that isolated the inside from the outside. The entrance to the hall was guarded by guards. Even if a slave didn't bid, he would still have to pay a thousand yuan entrance fee. Allen and the others paid and entered the hall. It was not spacious. There weren't many people who could entertain them, so Bai Lai casually placed the chairs in the hall.
There weren't many guests entering the auction house, and the chairs weren't even full. After all, alien slaves weren't something that anyone could afford. Even if it was an ordinary slave, after capturing, changing hands, transporting, and entering the customs, the price would be astonishingly high. Therefore, the mainstream of the slave trade was still the humans on the surface, or the women of some declining noble family.
Teenagers like Allen and the others were the only ones who came to join in the fun and gain experience.
The auction soon began. The host, wearing an ill-fitting dress, walked onto the stage in the middle of the venue and coughed dryly, "Today is a lucky day, gentlemen. The slave ship of the Jieming Chamber of Commerce had just arrived three days ago, which was why they were able to offer you alien slaves that were rarely seen on normal days. Then let's begin. The first item for tonight's auction is … "
"Luo Suo!"
As the host snapped his fingers, the sound of wheels rolling could be heard from behind the stage. Seven or eight strong men dragged a prison cart out. On the prison cart was a special iron prison. The iron bars as thick as an arm indicated that it was very strong, and the sparks that exploded from time to time indicated that the iron prison was electrified. This caused an alien who was hugging his head to stay in the insulated space in the middle.
The Luo Suo people came from the Yordon Domain, and their planet's civilization was not high in dimension, so the Luo Suo people always looked like primitive people with no clothes covering their bodies. In terms of appearance, apart from the indigo-blue skin and a lizard-like tail extending from the spine to the femur, the male Luo Suo looked very similar to a human man. However, they were generally more than two meters tall, and they were strong and warlike. The Luo Suo people had a high fertility rate and a large population, so they had always been cannon fodder in the armies of some powerful races in the Yordon Domain.
Allen had also read about this alien cannon fodder in books, but now he had seen it with his own eyes. The male Luo Suo in the iron cage was very restless. When he came on stage, he was stimulated by the lights and let out a lion-like roar. He rushed forward, but was bounced back by the electric cage wall.
The host happily said, "As you can see, these male Luo Suo people are natural warriors. This time, the Jeming Chamber of Commerce has captured a large number of Luo Suo people. They will be able to help with the colonization of the Outer Realm. Of course, after they are purchased, they will be specially trained by the Jeming Chamber of Commerce's slave tamer to ensure that they are obedient and obedient. "Then let's start the auction. The starting price for each Luo Suo is 10,000 Federation coins!"
The next part was the auction, but the scene was far quieter than Allen had imagined. Only a few people raised their bidding cards, and in the end, they were all bought out by a fat man at the price of 10,100 yuan per Luo Suo person. The host was not surprised. After all, slaves like the Luo Suo people who could only serve as cannon fodder were not very useful. Moreover, there were too many of them, so it was impossible for them to be auctioned at a high price.
Usually, a customer would buy them all out, and then buyers who needed them would buy them one-way, saving them some trivial procedures.
The host waved his hand, and the Luo Suo man, including the prison carriage, was taken away. Only then did he say, "If the Luo Suo people's stage is on the battlefield of the Outer Realm, then the next product, their stage is on the beds of the lords. If that lord bids for one of them, please do not let your wife know. Because no woman can tolerate a Rou Gu Naga on her husband's bed! "
Hearing the four of them, the eyes of Glenn and the others lit up, and their breathing became heavier.
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