The depths of the universe are vast.

Three stellar plants, jutting out thick pipes and bridges, connect each other together to form a solid triangle.

More than a dozen world-class factories and hundreds of factories of other sizes are attached to this huge triangle, forming a huge and incomparable factory bazaar.

This is the distribution center of the so-called "slave factory", so it also has a name, called "slave bazaar".

It is one of the largest slave distribution centers in the Thallium Cluster.

Countless factories, having plundered the primitive planet or crushed the enemy's factories, brought the captives here to sell them for what they wanted.

It is said that here you can find any race you want, and if you can afford it...... You can even buy anyone you want.

There are so many factories, as the so-called people are too many to see, when the "Moo Factory" and the Block Factory of the Moo Factory left the body of the Sugar Ball Factory and the Jufang Factory, and came here, Zhuang Buyuan was inevitably a little nervous.

"Don't worry, those guys from the Diagonal Factory won't dare come here to ambush us. Even the big names of the thallium star cluster don't like to offend these guys, after all, slave factories are all over the universe, and there are countless of them, and each factory will have a time to ask for them, and the industrial system of slave trade, 'The Power of Slaves', is also a very powerful industrial system, and its influence is immeasurable......" said Qiang.

Zhuang looked at the dense factory from a distance and was silent.

All the factories that come here are buyers or sellers.

In some small factories, cages are hung directly on the outside of the factory.

It was filled with a variety of races, men, women, and children.

Factories, war dogs, and all sorts of other means of transportation pass through it, and when they like it, they reach out and bargain.

The whole process is as easy as buying groceries.

Whenever he looked at these factories, Zhuang Buyuan had a sense of absurdity and unreality, and then, he would be seized by all kinds of fear.

In the understanding of human beings, or in the various science fiction of human beings, human beings in the future will colonize various planets and multiply on other planets.

At that time, human beings were already highly developed, and human beings enjoyed endless resources, although the gap between the rich and the poor was still very large, but they generally had freedom, abundant materials, ideals, and family affection.

There are few science fiction works, and the fantasy future is a return to a slave society, living in cramped and cramped factories, forced to engage in high-intensity activities every day.

And the rulers of this world, the factory owners, left all kinds of planets unwanted, destroyed these planets, plundered all the protists and threw them in a small iron cage.

Life and the diverse planet are the most beautiful creations of nature, and this practice is incomprehensible to Zhuang Buyuan.

Perhaps, there is a part of human beings who admire nature in their bones, or perhaps human beings are inherently creatures that are closer to the concept of the lord of the manor.

When building the manor, seeing that the manor was small to large, Zhuang Buyuan felt a strange sense of accomplishment.

But at this time, in the factory, Zhuang Buyuan only felt unspeakably depressed.

He just wanted to find his family quickly, find the people on Earth, go back quickly, and get out of this terrible place.

This is definitely not the future he wants!

The manor owners are bad enough, they are arrogant and want to tame everything.

But the factory owners are worse than the manor owners, they destroy, destroy everything.

Zhuang was not far away and even doubted that there was anything beautiful in their lives.

They are destroying the universe!

They don't seem to have the slightest reverence for all life, and they see those sold slaves being thrown directly into outer space.

Although the space here is closer to the Age of Exile, it is made of dark matter rather than the space where Earth is located, with a clear boundary between outer space and inner space.

But the air was still thin and full of rays, and it was by no means friendly to all kinds of life, and the slaves who had been sold were struggling and wailing, shrunk and died in their cages, and no one sympathized with them.

It seems that those people are not their kind, they are not intelligent creatures, they are not like life.

And these people obviously have stronger lives and stronger adaptability than earthlings.

Zhuang Buyuan couldn't help but imagine, if human beings were in such an environment, how long could they live? It's been so long, can he still get people back?

What's even more terrifying is that if it is Zhuang's mother who is struggling in such an environment, what should he do?

And the slash is obviously used to such an environment.

When he approached the factory bazaar, he dragged him a short distance to the village and boarded a war dog, which wandered around.

In the bazaar, all kinds of neon signs are lit up everywhere, and huge billboards are hung, which are blurry and changing, almost like an old cyberpunk movie.

Walking through it, Zhuang was dazzled and overwhelmed, and his two eyes only felt that it was not enough.

But he got straight to the point: "I need to buy 30,000 Nasunians, 500,000 Hammermen, and see if there are any other races that are cheaper or more useful, and at least 2 million people need to be replenished, so that I can barely get the factory running." Brother Zhuang, what do you think of these people? ”

"Brother Zhuang, do you think this race is suitable?"

"Zhuang Brothers......"

Dragged around by the slashers, Zhuang saw many races he had never seen before.

However, Zhuang is not far away, and he has always been out of the way.

"Brother Zhuang, don't you want to buy some race?" "Your factory, don't you need to replenish manpower?" ”

For factory owners, manpower is just one of all the resources that will be consumed, just like screws, screws, and parts, which are consumables that can be replaced at any time and can be quantified.

What can Zhuang say if he is not far away? Can he say that my factory has three shifts, and there are weekends and overtime pay?

"If I'm short of people, just find a few factories and cut them down." Zhuang is not far away.

"It's also ......" I don't know whether to be envious or helpless, "You barbarian, ......"

Am I a barbarian?

God knows who is savage.

He is obviously a master who is not bad for money, and when he sees the goods he likes, he doesn't even blink his eyes, and buys them directly.

A large number of slaves were transported to his factory, and in a short time more than a million slaves were bought.

Zhuang Feiyuan's gaze kept wandering back and forth, and suddenly a familiar picture flashed in the corner of his eye.

He turned his head suddenly, and saw a huge advertising painting there.

The advertisement depicts a flat-shaped factory flying over a planet that shatters and falls into a sea of fire.

"It's it!" Zhuang shouted not far away.

There are also huge letterings on it.

The words of the factory owners are very much like the cogs of the Sunrians, but the content and expressions are much richer.

The headline above is very much like a human real estate advertisement.

"Produced by a large factory, original quality!"

"Stellar factories select high-quality slaves, waiting for you with unique tastes!"

"The designated dealer of the stellar star factory 'Calamity Factory', all kinds of native races are sold in large quantities!"

"This dealer only accepts blind shooting, group shooting, and does not accept trial ......"

Under the huge billboard, Zhuang saw a familiar T-shirt not far away.

It is written with four Chinese characters of "returning to the hometown".

At that moment, Zhuang Buyuan's heart was about to pinch up.

Calamity Factory? This factory is called a disaster?

Everywhere it goes, it brings calamity!

And that T-shirt is definitely a product of the earth!

"Quick, pass!" Zhuang didn't shout.

"Who do you see?" Slipped off half of the bargaining business and commanded the War Dog to fly over.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry!" Zhuang didn't have time to explain, he saw someone haggling over there, for fear that someone would buy them.

A factory owner seems to have negotiated a price, and the two sides are handing over.

Zhuang Buyuan hurriedly said: "Offer!" Get a quote now! ”

He said loudly: "Wait, no matter how much money they pay, I'll pay double!" ”

The transaction was aborted, and the factory owner, who had already planned to take in the slaves, suddenly turned his head and glared, but after seeing the slash, he seemed to think of something, said nothing, turned and hurried away.

"Sir, are you telling the truth? We have a lot of this shipment! ”

"No matter how much, I'll double the price." He waved his hand impatiently, "Stop talking nonsense, get everyone out of me!" ”

"Wait......" Zhuang looked closely, but was very disappointed.

The man was wearing a T-shirt that was "homesick", but he was not an earthling, his complexion was too red compared to an earthling, and he had four eyes.

Looking at it from a distance, I thought that the pair of eyes above were a pair of unusually thick eyebrows, but when I looked closely, I found that it was not.

"Where did you get this T-shirt?" Zhuang Buyuan hurriedly asked.

“？？” The red, four-eyed creature obviously didn't understand, and his face was dazed.

"My lord, please don't talk to our cargo casually!" The seller said unhappily, and then whipped it over, causing the alien in the T-shirt to break open and shrank to the side.

Zhuang Buyuan's eyes widened, and he almost went crazy.

"I'll take care of it." He motioned for Zhuang not to speak, and then directly threw out a small bottle.

Just as the currency of the manor owners is the blood of time, the currency of the industrial party is also the oil of time and space, and it is obvious that after so many years, the oil of time and space is still one of the most important materials for the industrial party.

And in that small bottle, there was more oil of time and space than all the oil of time and space that Zhuang had transformed not far ago.

The transaction was completed, and Zhuang Buyuan had the opportunity to talk to the other party.

It's just that the language of the two sides is incomprehensible, and Zhuang Buyuan probably understands that the T-shirt should have been given to him by someone else.

They had been imprisoned at the same time as the earthlings.

Only then they were separated.

"I've got it done." Over there, the slash is also practicing the truth of "money can make the ghost grind", a few small bottles are stuffed over, and the seller immediately knows everything, and there is no end to it.

"They did get this batch of slaves from the Calamity Factory, but only a small batch...... And they weren't some designated dealers, the slaves were exchanged for ore. ”

"I have good news here, those of your companions have a better chance of surviving...... Because the Calamity Factory is not a slave factory, it is a mineral factory. ”

"I'll tell you the good news, we have a common enemy, and the Calamity Factory also belongs to the 'Flame Ember Flow' industrial system."

The Calamity Factory is a mineral factory, and its main business is to refine various minerals and minerals.

And slavery, just its side hustle.

It searches for various excellent mineral planets in the universe, crushes them, absorbs them, smelts them, and sells them.

And if there are protists on these planets, it will be a wave of slave trade.

Fortunately, the earth's minerals and calamity factories were completely invisible, so the earth escaped and was not crushed, but they couldn't leave empty-handed, so they took away the humans on the earth by the way.

Because, even if slaves are not sold, the demand for slaves in the mineral factories is very large, and a large number of slaves are required for the sorting and smelting of these minerals.

Although human beings are fragile, they have flexible fingers and keen senses, and they can still distinguish and sort minerals, unlike the red four-eyed stars they sold before, their forelimbs are weak and weak, as weak as chicken feet.

The red-eyed aliens were exchanged for the raw materials of minerals sold by the factory to the Calamity Factory.

He was also a slave who was eliminated by the Calamity Factory.

And the ones who eliminated them were obviously the humans on Earth.

Hearing the news, Zhuang Buyuan was worried and relieved.

The good news is that if the truth is as he said, the human beings who were taken away should still be alive.

Worryingly, Zhuang Buyuan could not imagine what it would be like for his mother to be forced to carry heavy minerals in the mines.

He wanted to fly over and find his mother right away.

"I have bad news here, though...... As a mining factory, the Calamity Factory will fly all over the Scoop Star Cluster, looking for mineral planets everywhere, and it may not be easy to find it. ”

And the Calamity Factory in the portrait is supposed to be the Calamity Factory trading with the Scourge Factory and other factories, and it was inadvertently depicted.

But the sea of stars is vast, how to find a factory that is wandering around?

"You just said that the Calamity Factory is also a 'Flame Ember Stream' industrial system?" Zhuang Buyuan asked, "Will the other 'Flame Ember Stream' factories know its whereabouts?" ”

"Most likely...... What do you want? No way! Absolutely not! He was stunned for a moment, and when he saw the expression on Zhuang Buyuan's face, he shook his head again and again in fright, "Don't say that you still want to provoke the Diagonal Bucket Factory!" You've forgotten that we managed to escape with great difficulty! ”

It's too late to escape now, so I don't want to go to the trouble of the inclined bucket factory again.

Although he has a lot of money, he is also heartbroken when he thinks of those smashed block factories, and he doesn't want to lose more!

Besides, he didn't want to die! Those people really wanted to kill him!