Chapter 183: The Infant Pan-Human on a Slave Ship
The Linkamo Star Cluster.
Northern Galaxy.
In the huge empty starry sky, the space waves were turbulent, and the disc spaceship with a diameter of 2,000 kilometers suddenly jumped out of hyperspace, and hundreds of floating disk warships of about seventy or eighty kilometers around it followed!
Some of the spaceships passing by around were immediately afraid to avoid them, while a few of the more powerful and advanced spaceships took the initiative to lean over, and the various creatures inside revealed excitement.
Seems to have found something interesting.
"The slave competition of the Karang clan? It's a blessing to have sailed here randomly. ”
"Yes, there are only eighty-five slave contests in the Kajiao Empire, and the slave battle royale and duel activities in it are famous.
I thought I could only go to the fixed field in the Cape Empire to see it, but I didn't expect it. ”
"I don't know what good goods are there this time, although I am a slave of a third-level civilization and below, but it should not be bad to be cultivated in the card competition field.
It's best to find treasure and buy the Psionic Chosen Hahahaha. ”
“.”
Surrounded by ships that looked extremely normal on the outside, they were always excited by the excitement of many creatures discussing with each other, and witnessing the slaves fighting each other always made them excited.
At the same time, the pride and pride of their own civilization will also arise spontaneously, so the competition field is tacitly approved by many powerful civilizations.
And even support.
The 2,000-kilometer disc in the middle is the card corner competition!
In just a few hours, the news that the slave competition field had arrived here spread to most of the corners of the surrounding hundreds of thousands of light years, and countless wealthy people of five or six levels of civilization quickly drove to this place.
Slave Arena, Slave Rest Area.
Dark, narrow, like a beehive, the ground floor was inhabited by slaves, with only beds and toilet-like equipment in an area of five square meters.
This is a 'mansion' that only elite slaves who have won many battles are entitled to live in.
More slaves would be crammed into long, narrow dark rooms, about thirty meters long and three meters high, sleeping together with thirty species of roughly similar racial shapes.
Or simply a huge shelf with silicon-based, mechanical, or special crystal paper species, countless slaves, and nothing strange.
In one of the living rooms, a small five-square-meter room with two figures, one large and one small.
The small one is only about 1.2 meters tall.
If you look closely, you will find that they are a pan-human father and son!
The father, who is about two meters tall, has refined muscles all over his body, and his body is covered with hideous scars, and the young boy has fallen asleep on the iron bed next to him, and his expression seems to be quite reassuring.
The man looked at the child on the bed, showed a gentle smile, and then stretched out his hands, staring at the several scars on his palms in a daze, with a touch of firmness and helplessness in his eyes.
Steadfastness in protecting children.
The helplessness of being a slave.
The man's consciousness wandered, recalling the huge spaceship that inexplicably descended on the civilized planet eight years ago, and his expression was depressed: "It would be great if human beings were strong. ”
So that they don't have to be ornamental.
Fight hard all day long.
Unfortunately, there are no ifs.
The Deep Cloud Federation is just a third-level civilization, and it is also a third-level primary civilization.
In total, there are only a few hundred living planets.
But he doesn't blame his own civilization.
Because he saw his civilization send nearly half of its legions to the border planet to try to resist in order to protect the people, but the enemy was too strong.
Eventually, tens of millions of people were taken captive, many of them children, and it was not known what happened to their compatriots in the other slave arenas.
In this arena, only their father and son are still alive.
The future seems to be bleak.
Bumper!
"Seventy-three! Prepare for the opening with an hour to warm up.
This is an inferior type 2 genetic optimization agent. ”
Suddenly, the door was violently opened, and a four-legged and four-armed creature with a single horn and a head resembling a praying mantis stepped in.
It is the species to which this star cluster's famous sixth-level peak civilization belongs, the Cape Empire.
The national strength is second only to the seventh-level civilization that rules this star cluster, and it belongs to one of the most powerful sixth-level civilizations.
Seventy-three didn't speak, took the medicine suspended in front of the Kajiao clan in front of him, and silently injected it into his body.
This is an inferior elixir, and its effect is to increase the weak comprehensive genetic strength and warm the body.
There is also a small amount of nutrients to ensure that the user can absorb enough nutrients without eating for the next 10 days without side effects.
For the Kajiao Empire, the inferior slave gene medicine is actually a high-end product that the third- and fourth-level civilizations can't study anyway.
Seventy-three didn't squeak, silently looking at the Kajiao clan in front of him.
The Carhorns noticed Seventy-Three's gaze.
Glancing at the boy on the bed, he snorted coldly and threw out a nutrient potion: "This is the preferential treatment for you to survive thirteen consecutive battles, remember, if you die, your young creatures will be included in the list of contenders to cultivate." ”
Competitive training, a cruel life and death screening that does not survive one in a hundred.
Seventy-three nodded indifferently and poured the potion into his son's mouth.
Then he touched the boy's head, resolutely turned and walked out of the room, and followed the Carhorn to a square.
Tens of thousands of slaves are already waiting here.
Next to it are various basic weapons rooms.
There are only three types in total: combat suits, energy guns, and low-level terminals, and more mid-to-high-level materials are put into the competition area and obtained through fighting.
A few minutes passed.
"It's still the same rule, survive 20% of the competition!"
After the Kajiao clan finished speaking, they directly activated the group teleportation and teleported tens of thousands of competitors into the middle level of the competition area, and at the same time, there were about 100 competitors similar to the square.
Millions of people in total.
On the other side, as Seventy-Three left, the boy's originally relieved expression gradually became panicked.
Before the boy could wake up, the door was violently pushed open.
The sleeping boy sat up in horror and looked at the mechanical ball in front of him with some horror in his eyes.
"Go for a larval exercise now or you'll be punished!"
Faced with the cold sound of the mechanical ball, the boy shook his head, climbed off the iron bed with a frightened face, and followed the mechanical ball away with a nervous face.
After a few teleportations, the boy came to a large, shiny area filled with brand-new exercise equipment and complementary medicine platforms.
With the exception of boys, many creatures who were apparently young had already begun to exercise hard, and each exercise seemed to be very painful.
The boy silently walked to a corner and sat down on the instrument, and began to lift up and down with great difficulty, and every time he lifted the boy's legs, he couldn't help but tremble.
You can even hear the sound of bones being overwhelmed, and the Kajiao people who are guarding around don't care about watching, anyway, there are follow-up healing potions, and slaves are still valuable as long as they don't die, so what's the matter with them?
Outside the exercise area, at this moment, hundreds of tourists from various kinds of powerful civilizations are visiting the exercise area under the guidance of a machine.
"As we all know, the slaves of our Kajiao Empire have always been known for their quality, and we have been cultivating slaves since childhood, and there is no need to worry about the tearing of the flesh during the cultivation process.
The healing potion of the Carhorn clan will not leave any sequelae! ”
With the introduction of the machine, hundreds of creatures gathered in front of the crystal transparent wall, pointing to it with interest, talking and laughing.
Only creatures like a family of three, like colorful jellyfish, watched silently.
As their emotions fluctuate, the main translucent colors of their bodies change.
The jellyfish creature that looked like a juvenile seemed to have spotted something and suddenly approached the transparent wall, and inside it was a boy with a painful and hideous expression.
His arms were already blue, and even his gums were starting to bleed, but he didn't dare to stop.
While thinking about his father, he pushed the exercise equipment with trepidation.
The little jellyfish floated in the air, its round body flashed, and after a moment's hesitation, the little jellyfish stretched out a tentacle and pointed it on the wall, and then the boy's injury behind the wall was actually visible to the naked eye to heal and improve.
The boy's painful expression relaxed, and he looked around in confusion, and then continued to grit his teeth under the threat of the electric whip stretched out by the mechanical ball.
The surrounding Carangs noticed the scene.
Ignoring the actions of the jellyfish.
They are phantoms, creatures of a special high-level sixth-level civilization, extremely rare in number, but they are naturally chosen ones, and even the Kajiao clan does not want to conflict with them.
Syllable!
Suddenly, there was a sound of electric whipping next to the boy, and then a four-clawed severed hand and a large amount of dark green blood flew from the boy's feet.
The boy's body couldn't stop shaking.
Noticing that the boy was frozen and no longer moving, the rigid monitoring machine immediately reached out the electric whip and pumped it at the boy without hesitation, without leaving a hand.
"Ahh
The boy clutched his head in horror.
Thundered!
Suddenly, the competition field trembled violently.
Immediately ordered the machine to stop attacking.
Without waiting for the reactions of many Kajiao clans and a large number of species visiting, I saw dozens of bright light spears descending at the same time, running through the Kajiao slave competition field!
And the surrounding escort disc battleships had already been blasted by a large number of terrifying light spears for the first time.
The Horn slave fleet, which had been attacked suddenly, panicked, and they immediately 'saw' a thin battleship appear above the arena.
[Please note that this is the advance fleet of the Star Sea Human Alliance]
[Large ships and fleets ahead, immediately turn off the reactor and engine group]
[Last warning, immediately shut down the reactor and engine group]
EnmmmmmHey, yesterday it was hard to say, I can only say sorry, and I will make up for it every day starting in April
There is also the alliance leader plus more
Second shift in the evening
(End of chapter)