Chapter 116 Desire for Freedom

"Dear guest!" The purple-skinned person in charge flicked his finger, and a large number of virtual projections of slaves immediately appeared in front of Yang Wu: "The slaves we have here are definitely the ones with the most reasonable prices and the largest variety on the Horned Dragon Planet. If you buy If the quantity is enough, we will 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, sale price and other details.

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

These are normal prices. If you encounter some special circumstances, the prices will fluctuate.

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

The person in charge was slightly surprised when he heard this.

He didn't expect that the visitor actually planned 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. Slaves of this age group generally lose the value of continued cultivation.

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

As for stellar slaves under 3,000 years old, they can be considered good elite slaves. Such slaves still have a lot of room for growth. The younger they are, the higher the selling price is. As soon as such slaves appear, they will be quickly snapped up by major families and forces.

As for slaves who are over 8,000 years old, they are low-level slaves.

The lifespan of a star is only 10,000 years. Generally speaking, slaves over 8,000 years old have basically lost their enterprising spirit, and their strength will no longer increase with age.

Moreover, these people are approaching the end of their lifespan and do not care too much about their master's orders. Therefore, such slaves are difficult to sell. As they get older, the selling 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 used his hands to call up the projections of many slaves over 8,000 years old.

At this time, most of the slaves on the projection were eighth- and ninth-level stars; there were very few fifth- and sixth-level slaves; as for first- and second-level slaves, there were none.

It's true to say that slaves are consumables and those with poor strength will not live more than 8,000 years old.

Yang Wu was very happy when he looked at the selling prices of these 'old' stellar slaves.

In the concept of cosmic time that can last for thousands of years, the time for the development of the earth is really too short. Until now, Yang Wu and Luo Feng are only in their twenties, and as for Hong and Lei Shen, they are not over a hundred years old.

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

The cheaper 'older' slaves are Yang Wu's best choice.

In the end, Yang Wu chose many star-level slaves who were over 9,500 years old.

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

However, the ninth-level star is still the ninth-level star. No matter how old it is, it cannot be the price of a piece of cabbage. Otherwise, slave traders would rather smash the goods in their hands.

Therefore, the selling price of these 'old' slaves is about one-fifth of the price of normal slaves of the same level.

Yang Wu spent 20 billion Black Dragon Coins and successfully purchased 10 stellar ninth-level warriors and 25 stellar eighth-level warriors.

Big business!

The person in charge had lost all hope when he saw that Yang Wu specifically chose older slaves. Unexpectedly, Yang Wu actually gave him a big surprise and bought so much at once.

In particular, Yang Wu purchased slaves who were nearing the end of their life span. In normal years, it would be difficult to sell these slaves, and many of them ended up fending for themselves in the organization.

Therefore, Yang Wu's business can be regarded as the most profitable business that the Shenhuo Palace organization has made on the Qiulong Planet in more than ten years.

He asked excitedly: "Dear sir, do you have anything else you need?"

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

"95% off, this is definitely the biggest discount!" The person in charge said respectfully: "The total price of the slave you purchased is 20 billion Black Dragon Coins. After the discount, it is 19 billion Black Dragon Coins."

"Okay!" Yang Wu nodded and continued: "Give me another 100 star-level first-level warriors and 1,000 planet-level ninth-level spiritual masters."

The person in charge hurriedly smiled and said: "Sir, 95% off is already the biggest discount. I really can't give away so much!"

Yang Wu looked at the other party and said: "The first-level stellar level and the ninth-level planetary level are not valuable, what can't be given as a gift? Besides, I won't mind if they are older."

The price of a first-level star-level warrior is 1 million black dragon coins, and the price of a ninth-level planetary spiritual master is 100,000 black dragon coins. Adding them all up, it is only 200 million black dragon coins.

Compared with the 19 billion business, it is a drop in the bucket.

"Sir, I really can't do anything to you, I promise you!"

Seeing Yang Wu's firm attitude, the person in charge had no choice but to agree to Yang Wu's conditions in the end.

Although his face looked like his parents were dead, he was extremely happy in his heart.

Because he sold the 'elderly' slaves who were the most difficult to sell in the organization! This credit alone is enough for him to receive a large number of rewards.

After Yang Wu paid the deposit, the person in charge was already smiling: "Sir, please don't worry, we will be able to gather the slaves right away!"

Yang Wu has very special requirements for slaves. On the one hand, age, height and appearance must be similar to those on earth. Therefore, slave traders can only choose among certain races.

Even though the Divine Fire Temple is the largest slave organization in the Black Dragon Mountain Star Territory, it is still impossible to find so many slaves that meet Yang Wu's conditions on the Horned Dragon Planet.

Fortunately, there are many slave organizations on Qiulong Planet, so it is more convenient to transfer goods to each other.

About half an hour later, the person in charge with purple skin walked into the reception room with a fat middle-aged man who was only about 1.6 meters tall. Behind the middle-aged man, there were two bodyguards with extremely amazing auras.

"Dear Mr. Yang Wu, this is the person in charge of our mall. Our business in Qiulongxing is all handled by the person in charge!" the person in charge introduced respectfully.

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

"Cosmic powerhouse!"

This was the first time that Yang Wu saw a cosmic powerhouse in reality, but he didn't expect that he was a slave.

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

"Mr. Dhaka, nice to meet you. If there is nothing else, let's set off now!"

Yang Wu said with a smile that he had finished all the things he wanted to do, and naturally he did not want to continue to stay on the Horned Dragon Planet.

"No problem!" Daka said with a smile: "Everything will follow your wishes!"

Each major slave mall in the slave market has its own transport spaceship, which is parked not far outside Qiulong City.

Soon, Yang Wu and his party walked out of Qiulong City with a large number of slaves and boarded the transport spaceship bound for the docking port.

In the spacious hall of the transport spacecraft, Yang Wu and Daka sat opposite each other.

"Mr. Yang Wu, I don't know why you bought so many slaves whose life span is about to end?" the middle-aged man Daka asked doubtfully.

Since he started working in the slave industry, he has never seen such a strange customer.

Compared with the stellar lifespan of ten thousand years, the lifespan of the slaves purchased by Yang Wu is about to end. Even if they are to be bodyguards, how many years can they last?

Yang Wu smiled and said: "I just don't have much money. I want to buy more slaves of the eighth and ninth levels of the star level. They are facing the end of their lifespan. Maybe they can break through to the cosmic level?"

Hearing Yang Wu's words, Daka's expression was slightly startled, "Mr. Yang Wu is joking!"

It is extremely difficult to break through to the cosmic level from the ninth level of the stellar level, and there may not be even one in a hundred thousand. If it were easy to break through when facing the end of life span, then there wouldn't be so many people in the universe who die of old age.

He would rather believe that Yang Wu wanted to use a large number of stellar level experts to explore the secret realm.

Soon, the spacecraft arrived at the planet's parking port.

In the lower hall of the transport spacecraft, with the help of slave merchants, Yang Wu and thousands of slaves successfully completed the master recognition ceremony.

After a more than ten-minute master recognition ceremony, the thousands of slaves all bowed slightly to Yang Wu in unison and respectfully greeted: "Master!"

Among the thousands of slaves, the weakest ones are all ninth-level planetary spiritual masters, and their auras are very powerful. However, the thirty slaves at the head were in a state of sluggishness and were not in any condition at all.

They are already facing the end of their lifespan. Even if they are controlled by microchips, they are just like puppets on strings. This is the fundamental reason why their prices are so cheap!

However, the slave merchant Dhaka seemed not to have seen these scenes. He handed a small silver box to Yang Wu and said with a smile: "Mr. Yang Wu, the master recognition process has been completed. In this box are the 1,130 slaves." Control terminal microchips, each microchip controls a corresponding slave. You can perform relevant operations by inserting the microchip into the auxiliary optical brain."

"As for the operation methods, I have also recorded them all in an information storage card!"

"Then I will transfer the remaining payment to the account designated by your company 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 merchant Dhaka's face became even stronger. He handed Yang Wu a business card and said: "Mr. Yang Wu, it is a pleasure to trade with you! This is mine. Virtual Universe Network Number, if you want to buy a slave in the future, just contact me and I will give you the best discount and guarantee your satisfaction."

"no problem!"

Yang Wu smiled and took the business card from Dhaka's hand, and then led a large number of slaves into the planet's parking port on the Horned Dragon.

After arranging 100 stellar-level first-level slaves and 1,000 planet-level ninth-level slaves in the bottom space of the spacecraft, Yang Wu brought 30 stellar-level eighth-level and ninth-level slaves to the spacecraft control room.

Soon, the spacecraft took off and left the docking port.

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

"Everyone, from today on, you are my slaves, Yang Wu!"

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

"I know that you are all facing the distress of approaching the end of your lifespan at this time, so you are not very in awe of me as your master! But..."

"a hundred years!"

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

"One hundred years later, if you are still alive, I will remove your chip control and let you regain your freedom!"

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

free!

This is what any slave desires! However, under the control of biochips, they are unable to disobey their master's orders, or even have the slightest thought that is detrimental to their master.

"Swear to protect the master to the death!" A group of slaves shouted loudly, and their aura was completely different from the previous twilight.

After Yang Wu drew the pie of freedom, all the slaves felt a desire in their hearts. They would work hard to complete the tasks assigned by Yang Wu, hoping to regain the long-lost freedom before they died!