"Distinguished guests!" With a slight stroke of his finger, the purple-skinned person in charge swiped his fingers, and a virtual projection of a large number of slaves immediately appeared in front of Yang Wu: "The slaves we have here are definitely the most reasonable and varied on the Dragon Star. If you buy enough quantities, we'll also give you a big discount! ”

The virtual projection in front of Yang Wu displayed the detailed information of countless slaves, including appearance, height, strength, race, selling price, and other details.

Among them, the price of a stellar-level first-order martial artist is 1 million black dragon coins, a fourth-order martial artist is 40 million, a seventh-order martial artist is 500 million, an eighth-order martial artist is 2 billion, and a ninth-order martial artist is 5 billion, and the price of a spiritual master slave is three times that of a martial artist of the same level.

These are the usual prices, and if there are some special circumstances, the price will fluctuate a little.

Yang Wu looked at the information on the virtual projection, and suddenly asked: "I see that most of these stellar-level slaves are between 4,000 and 7,000 years old, I wonder if there are older slaves for sale?" ”

When the person in charge heard this, he was slightly surprised.

He didn't expect that someone would plan to buy an older slave.

Generally speaking, the stellar slaves sold at normal prices in the slave market are probably between 4,000 and 8,000 years old, and slaves of this age generally lose the value of continuing to cultivate.

However, as they get older, their combat experience will continue to increase. Therefore, the price difference between these slaves is not too large, and most of them are normal prices.

As for the stellar slaves under the age of 3,000, they can be regarded as good elite slaves. Such a slave still has a lot of room to grow, and the younger the age, the higher the price. As soon as such slaves appear, they will be quickly snatched up by major families and forces.

As for the slaves over 8,000 years old, they belong to the low-level slaves.

The lifespan of a stellar star is only 10,000 years, and generally speaking, slaves over 8,000 years old have basically lost their aggressiveness, and their strength will not increase with age.

Moreover, these people are approaching the end of their lifespan and do not care too much about the orders of their masters, so it is difficult to sell such slaves, and as they get older, the price becomes lower and lower.

However, in line with the principle of 'customers are gods', the person in charge of the slave mall who entertained Yang Wu still swiped his hands and called up many slave projections over 8,000 years old.

At this time, most of the slaves on the projection were stellar eighth-order and ninth-order; There are very few fifth- and sixth-order ones; As for the first-order and second-order slaves, there is not one.

It is also said that slaves are consumables, and those with poor strength will not live more than 8,000 years old at all.

Yang Wu looked at the selling price of these 'old' stellar class slaves, and he was very happy in his heart.

In the concept of cosmic time, which can take thousands of years, the time for the development of the earth is too short. Until now, Yang Wu and Luo Feng are only in their twenties, and as for Hong and Thor, they are not more than a hundred years old.

The strength of Yang Wu's four people can all be rapidly improved in a short period of time, so there is no need to buy expensive 'young' slaves now.

The 'old' slave with a lower price was Yang Wu's best choice.

In the end, Yang Wu chose many stellar slaves over 9,500 years old.

The price of these slaves is much lower than that of normal slaves of the same rank.

However, the Stellar Ninth Order is the Stellar Ninth Order after all, and even if it is aging, it cannot be the price of a cabbage. Otherwise, the slave trader preferred to smash the goods in his hands.

As a result, these 'old' slaves are sold for about one-fifth of the price of a normal slave of the same rank.

Yang Wu spent 20 billion Black Dragon Coins, and successfully purchased 10 stellar-level ninth-order martial artists, as well as 25 stellar-level eighth-order martial artists.

Big business!

The person in charge originally saw that Yang Wu specially chose older slaves, and he didn't have much hope. Unexpectedly, Yang Wu actually gave him a big surprise and bought so much at one time.

In particular, Yang Wu bought slaves who were close to the end of their lifespan. In the past few years, it was difficult for these slaves to be sold, and many of them ended up fending for themselves in the organization.

Therefore, Yang Wu's business can already be regarded as the most profitable business of the Divine Fire Temple Organization on the Qiu Dragon Star for more than ten years.

He asked excitedly, "Dear sir, do you have any other needs?" ”

Yang Wu smiled and said, "How much discount can you give me on this business?" ”

"9.5% off, this is definitely the biggest discount!" The person in charge said respectfully: "The price of the slaves you purchased is a total of 20 billion Black Dragon Coins, and after the discount, it is 19 billion Black Dragon Coins." ”

"Yes!" Yang Wu nodded and continued, "Give me another 100 stellar-level first-order martial artists and 1,000 planetary-level ninth-order spiritual masters. ”

The person in charge hurriedly laughed and said: "Sir, 9.5% off is already the biggest discount, I really can't send so much!" ”

Yang Wu looked at the other party and said, "Stellar-level first-order and planetary-level ninth-order are worthless, what can't be sent?" Also, I wouldn't mind if I was older. ”

The price of a stellar-level first-order martial artist is 1 million black dragon coins, and the price of a planet-level ninth-order spiritual master is 100,000 black dragon coins, all of which add up, which is only 200 million black dragon coins.

Compared with the business of 19 billion, it is completely a drop in the middle.

"Sir, I really can't help you, I promise you!"

The person in charge saw Yang Wu's resolute attitude, and in the end he could only reluctantly agree to Yang Wu's conditions.

Although his face was like that of his dead parents, he was extremely happy in his heart.

Because, he sold the hardest to sell 'old' slaves in the organization! This credit alone is enough for him to get a lot of rewards.

After Yang Wu finished paying the deposit, the person in charge was already smiling: "Sir, please rest assured, we will be able to assemble the slaves immediately!" ”

Yang Wu's requirements for slaves are very special, age is one thing, and the height and appearance should also be similar to those of earthlings. As a result, slave traders had to choose from a certain number of races.

Even if the Divine Fire Hall was the largest slave organization in the Black Dragon Mountain Star Domain, it would not be able to find so many slaves who met Yang Wu's conditions on the Dragon Star.

Fortunately, there are many slave organizations on the Dragon Star, and it is more convenient to transfer goods to each other.

About half an hour later, the purple-skinned person in charge walked into the reception room with a middle-aged man who was obese and only about 1.6 meters tall.

"Dear Mr. Yang Wu, this is the director of our mall, and the business we organized on the side of Qiu Longxing is all in charge of the director!" The person in charge respectfully introduced.

"Master, the middle-aged man is a stellar-level ninth-order martial artist, and the two bodyguards behind him, one is a cosmic-level third-order, and the other is a universe-level fourth-order." Chi Yan's voice sounded in Yang Wu's mind.

"Cosmic powerhouse!"

This is the first time Yang Wu has seen a universe-level powerhouse in reality, but he didn't expect it to be a slave.

"Hello, Mr. Yang Wu!" The middle-aged man was very polite: "Let me introduce myself, my name is Dhaka, and I am the person in charge of the Divine Fire Temple in the Dragon Star!" ”

"Mr. Dhaka, it's a pleasure to meet you. If nothing else, let's go now! ”

Yang Wu said with a smile, he had already done all the things he wanted to do, and he was naturally unwilling to continue to stay on the Dragon Star.

"No problem!" Dhaka smiled and said, "Everything is according to your wishes!" ”

The major slave malls in the slave market all have their own transport spaceships, and they are parked not far from the outside of Qiulong City.

Soon, Yang Wu and his party walked out of Qiulong City with a large number of slaves and boarded the transport ship to the port of mooring.

In the spacious hall of the transport spaceship, Yang Wu and Dhaka sat opposite each other.

"Mr. Yang Wu, I don't know why you would buy so many slaves whose lifespans are about to come to an end?" Dhaka, a middle-aged man, asked suspiciously.

He had never seen such a strange guest in his life in the slave trade.

Compared to the lifespan of 10,000 years at the stellar level, the lifespan of those slaves purchased by Yang Wu is about to come to an end, even if they are bodyguards, how many years can they be?

Yang Wu smiled and said, "I just don't have much money, I want to buy more planetary level eighth-order and ninth-order slaves, they are facing a lifespan, maybe they can break through to the universe level?" ”

Hearing Yang Wu's words, Dhaka's expression was slightly stunned, "Mr. Yang Wu said it was funny!" ”

It is extremely difficult for the stellar ninth order to break through to the universe level, and there will not necessarily be one out of 100,000. If it is easy to break through in the face of the lifespan limit, then there will not be so many people who die of old age in this universe.

He would rather believe that Yang Wu was going to use a large number of stellar-level powerhouses to explore the secret realm.

Soon, the ship arrived at the planet's harbor.

In the hall on the ground floor of the transport spaceship, with the help of slave traders, Yang Wu and thousands of slaves successfully completed the ceremony of recognizing their masters.

After more than ten minutes of the ceremony of recognizing the master, the thousands of slaves all bowed slightly to Yang Wu in unison, and greeted respectfully: "Master! ”

The weakest of the thousands of slaves were all planetary-level ninth-order spiritual masters, and their aura was very powerful. It's just that the thirty slaves led by him are in a dull state and are not in a state at all.

They are already facing the end of their lifespan, and even if they are controlled by microchips, they are just like marionettes, which is the fundamental reason why they are so cheap!

However, as if he hadn't seen these scenes, the slave trader Daka handed Yang Wu a small silver box and said with a smile: "Mr. Yang Wu, the process of recognizing the master has been completed, and inside this box are the microchips of the control terminals of these 1130 slaves, and each microchip controls a corresponding slave." You plug the microchip into the auxiliary light brain and you can do it. ”

"As for the operation method, I have also recorded it all in an information memory card!"

"Then I will transfer the rest of the payment to your company's designated account now!"

Yang Wu nodded slightly.

He had already learned this information from Chi Yan.

"Drop!"

After receiving the news that the balance had arrived, the smile on the slave trader Dhaka's face became even stronger, and after handing Yang Wu a business card, he said, "Mr. Yang Wu, it is a pleasure to trade with you!" This is my virtual universe network number, if you still want to buy slaves in the future, just look for me, I will definitely give you the biggest deal, guaranteed to make you satisfied. ”

"No problem!"

Yang Wu smiled and took the business card from Dhaka's hand, and then walked into the planetary berthing port of the dragon star with a large number of slaves.

After arranging 100 stellar-level first-order and 1,000 planetary-level ninth-order slaves in the bottom space of the spaceship, Yang Wu took 30 stellar-level eighth-order and ninth-order slaves to the spaceship's control room.

Soon, the ship took off and left the port of berth.

After the spaceship shuttled into the dark universe, Yang Wu finally had time to deal with the 30 'old' slaves he had purchased.

"Everyone, from today onwards, you will be my Yang Wu's slaves!"

This time, Yang Wu spoke the Chinese language of the earth, and with the help of each slave's auxiliary light brain, it was smoothly translated into a language that the slaves could understand.

"I know that you are all facing the distress of the coming of life at this time, so you are not very in awe of me as a master! But ......"

"One hundred years!"

"I just need you to obey me for a hundred years!"

"In a hundred years, if you are still alive, I will remove your chip control and let you be free again!"

After Yang Wu said this, the eyes of all the slaves lit up!

Freely!

This is what any slave desires! However, under the control of the biochip, they simply cannot disobey the orders of the master, and it is even impossible to have the slightest idea of being unfavorable to the master.

"Swear to protect your master!" The slaves shouted, their momentum completely different from the previous twilight.

After Yang Wu drew the pie of freedom, a trace of longing arose in the hearts of all the slaves, and they would desperately complete the task assigned by Yang Wu, hoping to regain the freedom that had been lost long ago before they died!

(End of chapter)