Edge of the Apocalypse

Chapter 107: Lose One's Way

The Nagas were from the Russen Star System, and all of them were females. The Naga people were gentle and skilled in water warfare. At the same time, they were good at singing and dancing. They were similar to the legendary sea demons.

The Luo Suo people's display area was an electric iron prison, while the Na Jia people were placed in a sealed transparent display cabinet and displayed on the stage. The five-meter-long and three-meter-tall transparent display cabinet was filled with clear water. The Naga people inside were looking around in horror with her beautiful eyes. When she appeared on the exhibition stand, all the guests in the hall leaned forward and praised her sincerely.

The adult Nagas were around 170 centimeters tall, and they were born with a city-toppling posture. Perhaps this kind of beauty may not be very beautiful in the eyes of other aliens, but it strangely conforms to the aesthetic standards of humans on Earth, especially men. Moreover, every Naga had a graceful figure. They were naturally covered in a layer of soft purple scales, like a layer of strange skin.

Just like the Naga in the display cabinet, she had plump balls, a waist like a water snake, and a pair of long legs that made men go crazy. Overall, 80% of the Naga people are similar to human women. Of course, as aliens, they also have symbols that are different from humans.

The purple soft scales were one type. Apart from that, there were also their ears that had telescopic cartilage. As they listened, their earbones spread out, forming a pair of strange ears that resembled the wings of a small bat.

The Naga people's bodies were extremely flexible, as if they had no bones. When they were having fun, they could make all sorts of amazing gestures. Their tongues, like snakes, are slender and branched, capable of vibrating at high frequencies and emitting wavelengths of a certain frequency. After training as a slave trainer, he was able to please his master. As for the beauty of the Naga people, it was precisely because their body structure was different from humans that they were regarded as divine objects.

Therefore, when this Naga appeared, the air in the hall suddenly rose. Before the host could bid, a man stood up and shouted, "One million! I want it!"

"1.5 million!"

"Two million!"

The guests in the hall immediately skipped the round price and began to compete intensely. As for the Naga people in the display cabinet, they seem to know their fate in the future. A mist rises in their beautiful eyes, and I feel pity for them. Although the green youths were also eager to try Rou Gunaga, it was a pity that the bidding of the first guest had completely dismissed their thoughts. Even descendants of aristocratic families couldn't afford to take out millions to buy a toy at once.

Alan looked at the guests in the hall, as well as the Naga people on the booth, and sighed softly in his heart. This was the law of the jungle. If it hadn't been for the Battle of Dawn, humans would probably have been sold to other planets as slaves instead, right?

After all, dignity and freedom could only be defended with strength!

In the end, the three Nagas captured by the Jeming Chamber of Commerce were auctioned off by different customers at a high price of more than three million yuan each. As for whether they would be used as playthings in bed in the future, or whether they would be handed over to others, no one knew.

The next few aliens were dim because of the Soft Bone Naga Pearl Jade. Apart from one of the rare aliens who bid a high price of 500,000 yuan and was eventually taken away by a noble woman, the rest of them weren't worth more than 100,000 yuan.

The alien looked like a teenager, and like Lucy, his appearance was no different from that of a human. The similarities between the two planetary lifeforms were as high as 99%. The only difference was his eyes, a pair of cat-like eyes that would change the pupils of the pupils as the light changed. This made the alien youth with a head of light blue hair have an unusual charming smell, but the real reason why he was able to bid a high price was because this alien was almost extinct.

He was a Maritanian, and Maritanian had exceptionally flexible skills. Both men and women looked delicate and were born singers. Their eyes can hypnotize most known creatures by changing their pupils. At the same time, the Maritans were so sensitive to gases that their experts could even drive the planet's atmosphere.

However, this clan was under the control of the Kidds, who were ranked third among the seven great clans in the Yordon Star System. The invasion of a bizarre mix of biological and mechanical life forms caused the entire planet to collapse and segregate into supernovae in the universe. As for the experts of the Maritans, they almost died in that calamity. Only a small number of them escaped and scattered to other planets, becoming truly rootless people.

The Maritan youth captured by the Jemming Chamber of Commerce even had his own name. His name was Edward.

After the auction ended, Allen and the others left the hall. Green was still frustrated. He cupped his head and said, "God, if I had known there would be a bidding for Soft Bone Naga tonight, I would have asked my father to advance my family budget for a year, no, three years. No matter what, I have to bid for a Naga. I miss tonight. I wonder when such a high-grade item will be available."

A teenager teased, "Come on, Green, with your family budget, you won't be able to buy a Naga even if it's three years. That's a high price of three million!"

Allen agrees that as his accomplishments grow, the total budget that bescot allocates to him each quarter is nearly a million dollars. If it was him, a year's budget would be enough to buy a Naga. But he wasn't stupid enough to use this budget to buy back a bed toy, or a warrior who was good at water warfare.

The budget Allen had received was almost the same as the money that the children of wealthy families could obtain. Normal aristocrats like Greene and the others didn't have a family budget of more than 100,000 yuan a quarter. This little bit of money was probably enough to buy the hair of the Naga people.

It was getting late, and the youths were heading towards the exit. Greene was still at the end of his rope, suggesting that everyone should have fun in the twilight. Alan only wanted to go back to the academy. After all, there was still a class tomorrow. When the two of them persuaded each other because of their differences, there was a commotion behind them. A convoy of off-road vehicles and motorcycles drove the crowd towards the exit, causing angry protests in the direction of the exit to be helplessly separated by the convoy.

In the chaos, Alan and Greene were separated. When the convoy passed by, the scene was in chaos, and the crowd could not see where Green and the others were. Alan accidentally saw a car pass by, and the lady who bought Edward was in the back seat of the car. From the open window floated a sentence: " no matter what, you must catch that slave for me!"

From the looks of it, the Maritan had escaped. But this had nothing to do with Alan. The problem that gave him a headache was how to find Green and the others. Even if they had agreed before, once they were separated, they would gather at the Old Oak Bar and leave together. However, God knew that the streets of Black Street were so complicated and changeable. Previously, with Greene as the guide, Alan did not intentionally remember where he came from. This was good, he didn't even have much confidence in walking back to the Old Oak Bar.

After Ellen touched his waist, the devil's praise was pinned to his waist for a rainy day. After being inexplicably assassinated on the aerodrome, Allen had become much more cautious. In places like Black Street where people were complicated, it was always safer to carry one or two weapons with them. Even Greene and the others had an automatic pistol as a weapon for self-defense.

After leaving the underground garage, Alan circled around. If he hadn't seen Greene and the others, he would have been completely dispersed in the chaos. Looking at the intersection without any signs, Alan sighed and could only barely walk back according to his unclear memories.

After turning around a few blocks, Alan stopped at a fork in the road, not knowing which way to go. During this period, he found a few people to ask for directions, but the passers-by did not lower their heads and rush forward, ignoring them. She glared at him angrily and spat out vulgar words. Some even thought that Alan was a lone fat sheep. Three or five people surrounded him and brazenly robbed him. In the end, Alan could only use his fists to tell them that he was not a sheep but a wolf.

Another combination of an off-road vehicle and a few motorcycles roared across the street. It seemed to be the guards of the Jemming Chamber of Commerce, searching for escaping slaves. They had visited so many times that Alan even had the urge to stop them and force them to leave with force. However, considering that the Chamber of Commerce that was capable of interstellar slave hunting was not a soft persimmon that could be squeezed casually, Allen still did not take action in the end.

Helplessly, he trusted his instincts and chose a direction to leave. Unexpectedly, the more he walked, the more remote the road became. Half an hour later, he was completely lost in the dense cobweb-like alley.

He looked at the low buildings on both sides, as well as the prostitutes who were looking at him in the shadows, or who were glaring at him under a street lamp. Alan sighed. He didn't even know where he was, how he could return to the main road, and how he could walk out of Black Street.

Something flashed past Ellen's eyes as he passed by a side alley. He turned around and saw a familiar figure emerge from behind a trash can. Her pale blue hair fluttered gently along with her master's movements, like a tide rising from a blue sea, rising and falling from top to bottom.

It was the escaping Maritan!

Allen thought to himself. Perhaps sensing Alan's gaze, the Maritan suddenly froze. Then, he turned around and jumped alertly, his movements agile, carrying a kind of music-like rhythm.

He lowered his center of gravity, his feet on the ground, holding a rusty, slightly curved iron rod in his hand, looking at Alan with vigilant eyes.

Alan raised his hand and said, "Don't worry, I'm not here to catch you. I'm just passing by."

After saying that, he muttered to himself, "Forget that you are an alien, you probably don't understand what I'm saying."

Unexpectedly, this alien youth called Edward said in a raw tone, "You Earth languages, are not difficult to learn "

This time, even Alan was surprised that not only did the Maritans understand Earth's language, they could also speak, albeit not fluently.

The silver deity said that he would give me something fierce next month, scaring me so much that I immediately stocked up. Everyone, if you have a red ticket, smash me with all your might. Even though we're running naked this week, we still have to rush out!