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Chapter 987

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The auctioneer laughed. "The starting price is 500 Star Coins. Okay, let's start now …"

At that moment, Carolyn's entire body was trembling, and her eyes were filled with uncontrollable despair.

She had been in the divine territory for two years, and the proud girl who was once high and mighty had already put down her self-esteem. She had thought about committing suicide, not because she was afraid of death, but because of the last pride in her heart. Even if she were to die, she could not die in vain. Committing suicide was the most cowardly act.

After being here for two years, Carolyn was very clear about what kind of place the slave market was. Furthermore, under the control of the slave traders, she did not even have the chance to commit suicide. At that moment, the strange-looking and disgusting aliens below the stage were actually oozing thick mucus at her, revealing a natural mating interest. This made Carolyn feel disgusted and want to vomit, but she felt even more despair and regret.

She was finished. The Star Alliance was not heaven, at least not to the humans in the Holy City. She closed her eyes in pain. Perhaps if this had ended earlier, she would not have had to endure this humiliation.

"I bid 1,000 Star Coins!"

Amidst the countless excited and noisy cheers below the stage, an unusually unsociable voice was extremely ear-piercing. However, Carolyn felt that this voice was slightly familiar. Furthermore, the words that the voice shouted made her surprised and happy. She suddenly opened her eyes.

The noisy hall instantly quietened down and looked at this idiot. When the price of 500 Star Coins was raised, almost everyone retreated. This was just a toy that cost around 100 Star Coins. 500 Star Coins was simply a joke.

Meanwhile, Carolyn felt as if she had been struck by lightning. Ever since she had been captured, she had not shed a single tear. However, at this moment, her tears flowed uncontrollably. She would never forget this voice even if she died … Wang Zhong.

Not long ago, she was still a supreme existence in the Federation. In the small Tianjing City, in the gravity room, she was a slightly rash student … The person who liked her but was missed by her ambition …

Not long ago, everyone who entered the Star Alliance felt that even without Wang Zhong, they could still lead the Earth to make a name for themselves. However, Carolyn saw the people she was once familiar with turn from disappointment to despair …

He was here.

In the next instant, Carolyn finally reacted. She couldn't let the wolf goblin see her in such a shameful state … Carolyn, who had just turned her head around, was immediately smacked in the face by the wolf goblin. "Boss, you've got good eyesight. 1000! Is there anyone who's willing to offer a higher price? I've already said that this is the best quality.

No matter what happened, Wang Zhong couldn't watch Carolyn die in the most humiliating way. He would buy her first. If he really couldn't do it, he would use his fragment world to exchange for her.

Just as he was about to open his mouth, a massive wave of pressure assaulted him. Before he could even react, his head felt as though it had been struck by a heavy hammer, causing him to faint. A large black yak appeared out of nowhere and carried Wang Zhong on his shoulder. "That doesn't count. This is my slave. He's a lunatic. Damn it, Basir. I can at most give you 50 of such soft trash!"

Wolf goblin Basir had a vexed expression. Of course, he knew that the fool from before definitely did not have the money. At the very most, he was saving his clansmen. He had just played along and raised the price.

"Old Cow, look after your slave. I can't be bothered to bicker with you. If you don't want to buy it, then scram!" The wolf goblin said in a bad mood. Old Cow shrugged his shoulders and carried Wang Zhong away. Meanwhile, the others smiled and pointed at them.

"50, no more. If you want to sell it, then buy it. If you don't want to sell it, then we'll leave!" someone shouted.

Basir had a bitter expression. 50 was definitely not enough. He had bought it for 200. He had been cheated. Damn it. He definitely couldn't sell it cheaply. He would just hold it for now. He would definitely be able to find a buyer.

The Heavenly River that flowed endlessly connected the Heaven and the Earth. The Heavenly River's water that flowed vertically eventually turned into hundreds of flamboyant rivers. Rich spiritual power remained in the inner ring with the Heavenly River as the center. However, countless discarded materials that fell from the Heaven along with the Heavenly River flowed through dozens of branches and flowed to every corner of the Land.

Even though the rich spiritual power along the river was not as rich as in the inner ring of the Heavenly River, it had generally reached the standard between the middle ring and the outer ring. At certain spiritual nodes, at special times or in special environments, spiritual power could explode and reach the standard of the inner ring of the Heavenly River.

The Lake Boundary of the Two Rivers was a rather special region. Two rapid branches of the Heavenly River intersected here and formed a massive lake. Every 30 days, there would be a flood season between the two rivers that lasted for a total of seven days. This would cause the spiritual power in the area where the two rivers intersected to explode and reach a standard that was close to the inner ring of the Heavenly River.

No matter how powerful one was, even if one was a Foundational Stage, the Heavenly River was fatal. This beautiful Heavenly River that contained endless energy contained desires and nightmares. If one got too close to it, one would die. Furthermore, if one came into direct contact with the Heavenly River, even if it was a stream that was many times weaker than before, it would still be like putting one's hand into molten iron that was thousands of degrees Celsius.

However, the universe followed a balance. Around the Heavenly River, the river sand that had changed after being soaked by the Heavenly River had become one of the most valuable substances in the Land. It could be used to refine pills, forge weapons, and so on. Of course, it could also be used to extract energy blocks and even be used as a material for star stones.

Thus, wherever it was near the Heavenly River, the competition between the various large civilizations and various powers was very intense. In principle, the Heavenly River was managed by the Civilization Alliance in the Land, but in reality, many regions were formed by unspoken rules. It still depended on one's fists. It was just that in the end, the "Land Alliance Headquarters" was the final offering. After all, the strong occupied the inner ring and had to give the other low-leveled civilizations a piece of the pie. This was also a form of balance.

The Twin River District was located above the Spirit Flood Zone. An alliance formed by 12 level-6 civilizations managed this place. Very few civilizations could monopolize such a region.

The Spirit Flood Season that occurred every 30 days was not the only thing that maintained the operations of the Twin River District. There was also the Heavenly River Golden Sand, which was a specialty of the Two River Lakes. The quality of the golden sand here was rather outstanding and contained high-level special energy. It had a luxurious and shiny appearance and was a natural material for creating high-level accessories and refining artifacts.

The Heavenly River Sand Field was located at the edge of the Twin River District. The Heavenly River posed a relatively low threat to life. Of course, only races with tenacious vitality could survive here.

On the long, empty space of the sand field by the lake, dozens of massive sand harvesting machines made by the Machinery race were working. Long automatic conveyor belts continuously brought the sand from the bottom of the lake out of the water. Then, the machines unloaded the sand from the bottom of the lake into the sand field behind them.

On the sand field, thousands of sand workers moved the sand like worker ants. The sand workers came from various races and had different forms. Most of them were from low-leveled civilizations. Basically, those who came here to work as sand workers were from high-leveled civilizations who had nowhere else to go or had been sentenced to prison. Very few of them were cultivators who lacked resources but could withstand the radiation of the Heavenly River.

There were very few of these perverts, but they did exist.

Under the supervision of massive and terrifying insect race supervisors, the sand workers quickly and orderly transported the sand from the sand field to the sand washing machines in the distance. These black, square-shaped machines were also made by the Machinery race. A large amount of sand surged in and was then filtered and discharged. At this time, the sand workers needed to transport all the waste to a waste pit that was even further away. Every once in a while, the people from the Machinery race would come over to collect the waste.

The sand workers did not rest for even a moment. Under the supervision of the insect race, even the sand workers who were the best at slacking off could only grit their teeth and work hard. An insect race supervisor had a 360-degree compound eye that could monitor the actions of hundreds of sand workers at the same time without any blind spots. This was also one of the reasons why the insect race had become a core race in the Land. They were natural monitors and experts at collecting and processing information. At the same time, they were terrifying executioners in dimensional battles.

To the sand workers, the supervisors were not scary. What was scary was the hidden killing intent under the seemingly ordinary golden sand. The energy radiation from the golden sand corroded the sand workers' bodies. Every sand worker wore a work ring on their arm. Other than the personal number of the sand worker, the ring also roughly monitored the accumulated radiation level in the sand worker's body. Green meant they were safe, and yellow meant a warning. Most of the sand workers who were working had yellow work rings. Once the yellow turned red …

"Wa ah ah ah ah …"

Suddenly, a mournful roar was heard. In an instant, the orderly work of the system came to a halt.

A Rock Race member with bulging muscles that looked like a massive rock was tearing at his face. His rough and large hands looked as if he was trying to pry open his own head. In reality, he had squashed his own head after a short while, causing his screams to become weaker. However, the scream in his throat was even more mournful and bone-piercing. All the sand workers who were staring at him could clearly see that the work ring on his arm was a demonic and terrifying red color.

"Work! Work! Work! "

The insect race supervisors let out squeaks of anger. They stretched out their arms, but most of them had more than four arms. Each arm held a long whip. As they waved it, the whip flashed with electricity and struck the bodies of the sand workers who had stopped working.

The old sand workers immediately resumed their work. Their eyes were filled with uneasiness, reluctance, and helplessness. If they had a choice, not many people would be willing to work as sand workers. This was definitely one of the few high-risk professions in the divine territory. The only benefit was that they could enjoy rich spiritual power during the flood season.

Today, there was another fool who did not realize that his body had reached the radiation limit. However, weren't they risking their bodies too? Perhaps the next person to scream and lose themselves would be them.

However, they were helpless because the rules of the Two Rivers Lake Boundary stated that only sand workers who completed a certain number of hours during the spirit flood period had the right to enjoy the explosive increase in spiritual power brought about by the spirit flood!

Furthermore, this number of hours was usually the edge of everyone's limit. Perhaps they could pass this month, but the next month, they might fail because they were not in a good state. The price of failure would be the madness they had just experienced! The energy radiation from the Golden Sand would always first affect one's spirit. If it did not flare up, it could be slowly eliminated through recuperation. However, once it flared up, it was almost irreversible for living beings unless a high-leveled civilization was willing to help. This was just a very cold joke.

However, there were people who voluntarily did this kind of work that detested and contradicted each other. Furthermore, they were from a level-4 civilization.

In the Golden Sand Tavern, Aiolos was biting into a piece of meat that looked like steak. The shape was very similar, and the taste was also very similar. However, Aiolos was certain that this was definitely not steak, as the owner of this Sandman Tavern was a female Tauren.

The goblin race's sphere of influence in the Land was very vast. If a free person was willing to work as a sand worker, the remuneration was not bad. However, Aiolos did not have much savings and spent as much as he could. He had not been tricked into working here. After using more than a month to understand the basic situation in the divine territory, Aiolos came here. He had been working here for two years. To sand workers, Aiolos was rather famous and could be considered a legend. There had never been a free person who had worked here for so long.

At this moment, the Tauren boss was looking at Aiolos with a loving gaze. Her thick red lips cracked into an awkward smile from time to time, causing her to almost be unable to stop the vigorous secretion of saliva in her mouth.

Sitting beside Aiolos was an honorable Titan from a level-7 aristocratic civilization!

The Tauren boss was obviously overflowing with love. "Aiolos must be the most powerful human. Although his current strength is only at the middle Foundational Stage, Aiolos is completely different from other humans. He will definitely become a Lord in the future."

In the Land, only those who had reached the Foundational Stage could be called Lords.

The Tauren boss was very certain! This was because even the Titan was willing to become friends with him. This was the best proof. Furthermore, this was a genius who only needed 10 days to complete all the work. The radiation from the Golden Sand did not seem to stop on Aiolos's body. The work ring on his arm was always a safe green color, and it had never entered the yellow warning state. If this kind of physique could be integrated into her descendants … The saliva at the corner of her mouth flowed out like a flood.

Clang clang clang …

The door of the pub opened, and a group of tired-looking sand workers who had just finished work rushed in. This caused the Tauren boss to be unhappy. She grumbled and could only get busy. The pub did not only sell wine and food, but also specially formulated soup that could neutralize the radiation. The treatment of sand workers was high, but she had never heard of any sand workers becoming rich. The tough work allowed them to quickly invest their income into their daily lives.

Thus, enduring this was completely an extravagant hope.

You have been here for more than a year. When in Rome, do as the Romans do. In Sinse's hometown, she is a top-notch beauty. Look at her butt and her waist. They are all the same thickness. Don't you think that her figure is very enchanting? "Aiolos laughed softly and said to Aiolos," Aiolos, to be honest, Sinse is a good girl. You have been here for more than a year, so it is time to do as the Romans do. In Sinse's hometown, she is a top-notch beauty.

Aiolos finished his last bite and raised his head to look at Tsarilorhuan. The silver lightning Titan's hair was silver lightning, and there was a frightening power flowing through the lightning. The Titan's facial features were very similar to that of a human's, and his silver eyes were filled with lightning fog. This was a special skill of the Titans. His eyes could shoot lightning, and he could truly kill with his gaze. However, at this moment, his lightning eyes flashed with a mischievous and malicious intent.

However, Aiolos was already used to this. He wiped his mouth and retorted, "Tsari, I still prefer women from the Titan race. We agreed on this. When are you going to introduce your sister to me?"

"Scram. You're just a small thing, and you want to hit on my sister? If she transforms, you won't even be able to reach her knees!" Tauren laughed as he scolded him. The Titans, who were three meters tall on average, could reach a terrifying height of more than 10 meters after transforming in battle. "However, as long as you can break through to the Foundational Stage, it is not impossible. With your temperament and appearance, it will not be a problem for you to be her gigolo."

Aiolos could only express that he was convinced. Then, he invited the silver light Titan to drink a large cup of wine. "Tsari, you are also dirty now."

In the past, as long as he made a joke about his sister, Tauren would definitely beat the other party to death. Now, he could even make a joke about finding a gigolo for his sister.

"In the words of you humans, this is called being stained by one's company."

"Being stained by one's company. How about I write a letter to your sister and tell her about this next time?"

"Are you able to afford the postage to send a letter to the Titan Planet?" Tauren smiled without panicking.

The combination of a human and a Titan was an extremely awkward combination.

Almost everyone who knew about this race would laugh. They were a bottom-feeder race that had joined the Star Alliance because of their celestialoid appearance. Now, those who knew about humans had a common understanding that humans were only suitable to be flower vases. Allowing them to join the Star Alliance was just using a more peaceful method to squeeze out the potential of their world. This was not the first time the Star Alliance had used this method. Once the resources of the Earth and the Holy Land were squeezed out, they would lose their value. Most importantly, the Earthlings were willing to do this.

The methods of high-leveled civilizations were also very profound.

Meanwhile, the Titan race was a peak level-7 civilization. The silver light Titan was a high-leveled existence among the Titans. They were born to control lightning and were nobles in the Star Alliance. In the Land, even the most impoverished Titan could not be underestimated.

However, the sand workers in the bar were already used to this. In reality, the only person who could form a friendship with Tauren here was this human called Aiolos.

The overall human race was very weak, very weak. However, this human called Aiolos was extremely powerful. Perhaps his cultivation level was only at the middle Foundational Stage, but his natural endowments and potential made many geniuses from level-5 and even level-6 civilizations sigh in admiration.

In the Heavenly River Sandpit, the strength of one's resistance to the radiation from the golden sand was the most direct reflection of one's natural endowments and strength. This was the truth here. Regardless of race or civilization level, only power could win the respect of these people who lived on the edge of life and death.

Tauren had committed a crime and came here. However, the strong bodies of the Titan race could obviously resist radiation. However, Tauren did not really plan to work as a sand worker. Naturally, he used his fists to force others to do it for him. No one dared to resist. Those who did were beaten half to death by Tauren. It was extremely dangerous to be injured in this kind of place.

They had thought that everything was going smoothly, but they never thought that a low-leveled civilization would dare to cause trouble. It was Aiolos.

Aiolos could not defeat Tauren, but Tauren did not dare to kill Aiolos either. He was already in trouble. If he killed a free being for no reason, his opponent would definitely hit him when he was down. He did not want to stay in this godforsaken place for the rest of his life.

Tauren thought that Aiolos would understand after teaching him a lesson, but Aiolos had unbelievable recovery abilities. On the first day, Tauren was beaten half to death, but he came back on the second day and on the third day. After fighting for a week, Tauren was convinced.

The two of them had become friends after fighting. Furthermore, with Tauren's judgment, he believed that this small human was not an ordinary person.

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