Chapter 51: The Slave Trade Alliance

There are wars going on every day in the universe, from family turf battles to intergalactic imperial wars, and there are prisoners of war in every war, how to deal with these prisoners of war?

Thus, an ancient industry sprung up: the slave trade. (This chapter was uploaded by a dream netizen .com) I don't know when, there is a slave trade alliance organization in the universe, as long as there is a war, there will be the shadow of slave traders, their strength no one can figure out, and no one dares to use their brains, they are like a fish in water in black and white, very mysterious.

Two slave traders sat quietly in front of me, wearing a gray-black robe with an octopus head on top of it, and two tentacles showing out of the two sleeves, one of the octopus people spoke: "Mr. Hong, we have already offered the highest price, and besides, you are also in a hurry to get rid of it, 1.6 million prisoners of war, a total of 100 billion cosmic coins." ”

I looked at the two octopus people with the mid-level strength of the Immortal King, and smiled faintly: "It seems that we can't continue to talk, just those grandmaster-level prisoners in the prisoners of war have exceeded 100 billion, not to mention that there are many master-level and stellar-level ordinary masters below, and it is enough to cause a bombardment in any eighth-level empire." ”

After I finished speaking, I released a breath slightly worse than that of the Immortal Venerable, and pressed towards the two slave merchants, under the pressure of my powerful momentum, the two slave merchants sweated like rain, and their whole bodies trembled, and one of them stammered and said: "Immortal Supreme, please forgive me for my previous rudeness······"

I retracted my breath in an instant, and it was only then that the two octopus people slowly returned to normal. ()

"My lord, we bid 150 billion cosmic coins for all prisoners of war, which is the highest price, my lord, do you have those warships to deal with? We can also acquire. ”

"Okay, what's the price, let's hear about it."

"Those seventh-level battleships are 100 million cosmic coins, eighth-level 500 million, and ninth-level 20 billion."

"Your price is still so low, and it is a hundred times the profit as soon as it changes hands, which is really a million profits!"

"My lord, add another percent, this is the bottom limit, it takes a long time to deal with second-hand warships, and it also takes a lot of money to register in the empire, and the profit from selling it will be less than double, and there are still a lot of expenses, my lord?"

"In this way, there are still a lot of fighter materials in the battleship, you also go to estimate a real price, and we will talk about it then, how about it?"

"Okay, sir, then please wait patiently for two hours."

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Among the trophies, I selected a number of fighters and mechs with rich representative surnames as the objects of study, and selected fifteen ninth-class warships to form a small fleet of thirty, and sold all the rest.

Two hours later, the Octopus Man offered a purchase price of 13.5 trillion yuan, including the wreckage of the battleships in the meteorite area, and each one was clearly calculated.

"Okay, at this price, once born, twice cooked, I hope we can meet next time, please leave a private contact method for future cooperation."

The transaction was successfully completed, and a circular flying saucer with a diameter of fifty kilometers appeared at the trading place and began to collect the goods, and soon the slave trader disappeared with a full load of goods.

The news that thirteen forces in the black market have suffered big losses has spread, and Wanjiale Casino is the most miserable, the life and death of the second boss are unknown, and more than 100 trillion yuan of public funds are missing.

It's quite strange that a person from a seventh-level civilization can make hundreds of ninth-level warships disappear!

At this time, I was flying towards the First Empire.

"Please register your identity, destination, and what are you going to do?" Stopped at the entrance to the wormhole by an emotionless robot.

"The seventh-level civilization of the Black Dragon Mountain Empire, go to the capital star to study.···" I filled out the form.

"People of the seventh-level civilization have no right to enter the capital star, they can only reach the third-class supply star, and the visa period is one month, are you sure you want to enter?"

"Confirm."

"Please pay the entry fee of 100 million cosmic coins per battleship, and you can't use force at will after entering, and the violators will be killed by the law enforcement team."

"So expensive! Do I need to charge any other fees after entering? ”

"You need to charge a battleship berthing fee, and there are no other fees."

"Hey! Since you're here, let's go in and have a look. ”

I paid the money, and watched those citizens of the ninth-level empire be able to enter any of the star fields of the three empires by paying only 10,000 cosmic coins, and sighed that people are more popular than people!

A few days later, a planet wrapped in ice appeared in front of me, and another cold voice sounded: "Please land in order, each battleship will pay 100 million cosmic coins for berthing for a month, and after one month, it will automatically leave the First Empire, ······"

I was so angry that I slapped the table hard: "Damn, if you don't have anything, you will be slaughtered for six billion, which is blacker than the black market!" ”

"Sir, be careful with your words, otherwise it will be seen as a provocation to the First Empire, and the law enforcement team has the right to detain you."

"Huh?·"