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... "Can I still go home?" Feeling the rushing heat on my face, enduring the blowing of wind and sand, Zeng Yang looked at this place with confusion and silence. The ethereal and melodious music came from afar. The boy far away from his hometown on Earth had no choice but to step on the land of a different planet under the threat of death.

A bunch of naked aliens lined up in a row under the whip and weapons, and were asked to sit directly on the sand. Zeng Yang belonged to the third group of people who walked out of the warehouse. He sat on the hot sand all over his body. Sitting in the sand in the distance, he looked at the shuttle boat being transported, and then he realized that the shuttle boat was huge. It was like a giant whale without fish fins, constantly releasing aliens from his upside down head.

Several soldiers wearing heavy armored soldiers were guarding the side with weapons, while those holding whips kept patrolling, and from time to time they waved whips Zeng Yang and others. Under this situation, the lonely person could not think at all, and Zeng Yang was just a 16-year-old boy who had all his social experiences to study.

There are more and more alien slaves released in the warehouse, and Zeng Yang is also dazzled to know that there are so many different humans in this universe.

As the slaves kept unloading, a truck-sized aircraft flew past everyone's heads, and it kept falling pieces of simple fabric like an egg laying an airplane. Every time the aliens who got a piece of fabric immediately used it to surround their bodies, and soon Zeng Yang also got a piece of film-like fabric, and he immediately used this piece of fabric to surround his lower body like everyone else.

Then a second truck-like aircraft flew over, and the aircraft no longer fell down cloth, but food like pancakes. Every time it fell down, people who were already hungry and thirsty would crazily stuff the pancakes into their mouths, regardless of whether they would be choked. In the end, a small riot caused by snatching the food.

The armored soldiers holding guns were laughing aside, while the soldiers holding whips used the whip to teach those involved in the riots a lesson. Several of them were sucked with blood. Zeng Yang also raised his hand and ended up falling from the sky. After tasting it, he found that the pancake was soft, sweet and salty. He didn't know how long he hadn't eaten anything, and he bit off a few bites. After biting half of the pancake, he accidentally let the food enter the trachea, and a bite of the pancake was choked and vomited out.

"Cough cough cough cough cough..." Zeng Yang slapped his chest, trying hard to unblock the itchy trachea again, but it was raining all night. When he was coughing, someone grabbed his hand. Half of the cake that he had not finished was snatched by the big green eyes next to him, and his head was always lowered. He looked strong and a little vulgar alien.

And as soon as he snatched Zeng Yang's half pancake, he immediately covered his head, curled it up and couldn't catch it back, and he swallowed it in big mouthfuls.

Seeing the aliens beside him who suffered the same fate as him, Zeng Yang began to twitch his face a few times subconsciously. After seeing the wounds of aliens sank on the ground in the distance, as a Chinese who had been precipitated for thousands of years of culture, he swallowed this breath hard, and at the same time, he looked at the so-called "partner" around him with an angry and contemptuous look for the first time.

The third aircraft that was flying by everyone began to spray water all the way, with crystal clear and sweet pure water. Countless aliens squatting raised their heads and opened their mouths to catch the drops of water. When they sprinkled on Zeng Yang's head, he also raised his head and opened his mouth to catch the pure water sprinkled on his head. The soldiers in armored beside him laughed at him, saying that these slaves were drinking their urine. Although they didn't know why they said that, a heart-wrenching humiliation made Zeng Yang feel extremely uncomfortable.

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After giving simple clothes and food, another bath, a streamlined suspended train rushed over from a distance, while Zeng Yang and other slave aliens were escorted into the stuffy carriage by armored soldiers.

The simple suspended train was like rust everywhere after being used for a long time, and the smell was crowded inside was filled with lingering in the carriage. Zeng Yang, who was barefoot, was knocked at the soles of his feet. He looked down at the uneven metal floor and found that there were some black bumps in it, just like the blood bumps he had after his injury.

The floor was vibrating, and the light and shadow of the small window on his head kept flashing. Only through these small details can we know that the entire suspended train was moving in the dark car. At this time, Zeng Yang and the big guy with a round belly were separated in the same car. The big guy sat alone in the corner of the car, and the others spontaneously squeezed to the outside, leaving a small piece of blank space for the big guy.

As the suspended train flew rapidly, the sounds around it began to enrich, with various high alien languages, the roar of engines, the roar of animals, the music that I couldn't understand, the hawking around... All kinds of sounds came into the dark carriage.

Not long after, the train began to stop, and the hawking and noise around had reached a noisy point... "Crack... Woo!" The train carrying slaves began to open one by one, covering the train carriages one by one, separating the slaves from the buyers. Countless aliens who were about to become slaves were crowded, looking at everything around them in confusion.

Zeng Yang stared at the crowd and couldn't believe it. He looked at the crowds of people around him. One after another, one floating train after another was parked and surrounded by the crowd. Some specially built platforms were standing ragged aliens, while others dressed in gorgeous clothes were making noises, and from time to time they were playing with ragged people.

"This is the slave market..." Listening, looking, thinking, Zeng Yang began to understand what this place was. It was the slave transaction I had heard in the textbook, the evil Uncle Sam's first business to get rich.

People in various costumes walked past the truck, looking at the humans in the train cage one by one, either teasing, teasing, or shooting at them with strange instruments. At this time, Zeng Yang felt that their eyes were looking at him like he was looking at the monkeys in the zoo, full of curiosity, sarcasm and contempt.

A short and childish alien was dragged by an adult to face Zeng Yang's eyes, but his eyes were filled with a sarcastic smile like a funny animal. This smile was not only for Zeng Yang, but for all the "animals" locked in a cage. At this time, Zeng Yang had another urge to kill all these people, yes, kill all the ones without leaving, including that child, and even the people behind him.

Shame... Zeng Yang felt the shame from his body to his heart, and was displayed like a livestock. He listened to the ridicule of the audience, commented on the head, and even teased people to throw things. Zeng Yang, who had never experienced such a thing, felt a big furious in his heart. The impulse of the boy was only the desire to kill, and all the aliens... were cut off all the desire to be ruined.

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The aliens who captured Zeng Yang also built a simple booth, and there was a small sunshade next to it to block the sunlight. After the construction was completed, an alien who was very thin and thin walked onto the booth. He had brown hair, gray skin, long horse face, a big nose, and a raised nose bone made his nose a fold without any aesthetics. Under his sparse brown eyebrows were a pair of small eyes with glittering eyes. His ears were sharper than those of the Earth and he hung a purple earring, and his protruding lower forehead bone was covered with a braid tied with a beard.

At the same time, he was wearing a wide black and white wavy striped robe. The robe fell directly to the ground to cover his legs, revealing only two pointed purple shoes. A silver belt made of unknown metal was tied to the abdomen, making the thin guy look very energetic. At the same time, the black and white striped robe was wearing another larger black striped earth-yellow robe, with a strange flat-topped ornate high hat, which was inlaid with various dazzling gems.

Although it seems strange, people rely on their clothes, everyone can tell at a glance that this guy is not rich and noble, but also a very rich nouveau riche.

A ellow was escorted by armored soldiers. Even if Zeng Yang died, he would recognize the low-tall and big-headed and small-faced people. They brought themselves to this unlucky place. Seeing that the ellow was about to be sold in public, Zeng Yang also felt a sense of revenge that was relieved.

The outbreak outdoor celestial tried the weird loudspeaker on the booth, and then cleared the sound and began to introduce the people who were squirming from below: "Hello people who came to Karikalomi. Since you are here at Karikalomi, I won't say much nonsense. I believe everyone has visited this batch of goods, so I will introduce to you the most of the POL people in this batch.

...These OL people were all prisoners of war, and were captured on an armed voyage ship. They were mechanics, voyagers, researchers, observers, recorders, and all kinds of scholars...! We all know that the OL people have advanced auxiliary brain systems. So in order to prove the authenticity of what I say, let us open the brain of this slave and let everyone see the auxiliary brain that the OL people are proud of!"

In the horrified eyes of the OL people on the booth, a machine was moved to the booth, and the OL people began to be tied to the machine. Another armored soldier holding a large instrument in his hand began to activate the instrument in his hand, and a milky red halo was sprayed on the OL people. Zeng Yang, who had obtained the auxiliary brain, knew that it was an advanced medical machine. It was translated in alien language and was called the "bionic high-speed biorepair surgery system" for short.

Those red halos are not "smoke-like halos" at all, but countless tiny mechanical bionics, which move at high speed 20,000 times faster than ordinary humans. When the special electronic eyes of the instrument capture the condition of the organism, the powerful smart computer will immediately find the difference between the damaged organism and the ordinary organisms, and mobilize the bionics stored by billions of instruments for bioengineering repair.

Yes... Just like humans repair a space warship, they mobilize tiny bionics for "biological engineering repair". When this engineering repair combines sufficient energy, matter, special scanning, advanced intelligence and bionics with 20,000 times the speed, a miracle happened. This change of both loss and repair is as powerful as the legendary medical magic.

The Oluo people tied to the instrument were covered by a red halo. Zeng Yangyang knew that the other party was surrounded by bionic insects, and the surrounding environment was isolated from him. Not only was his nerves cut off, but his breathing was directly taken over by bionic insects helping to transport air. In this state, the Oluo people would be very difficult to die unless their brains were shattered or broken into pieces.

The halo was covered, and the instrument spread its two robotic arms and popped out sharp blades, gently stabbing into the front and back of the Olao brain like peeling an orange peel. Then it rotated accurately for a while, and the other robotic arm bit the Olao skull and pulled it upwards; it was as easy as opening the lid to expose the rice inside, and the Olao brain was immediately exposed to the sky.

A three-digit display image appeared in a small shed next to block the sunlight, allowing everyone in the audience to easily see the auxiliary brain in the Oluo people's brain, and at the same time prove that what the people on the stage said is true.

"Oh...ah...oh...oh...!" Various sighs erupted in the crowd, as if the auxiliary brain system of the OL people was a rare item.

"Everyone in Olympus only sells 60,000 pap, only 60,000 pap... Fair and reasonable, fair and reasonable, bid quickly! What are you waiting for? You should all know how much each auxiliary brain system costs, is there anything cheaper than this?"

Just in an instant, he raised one hand and said loudly: "I want 5!"

… “That one over there, 5 Olylo people!”

"I want 10!"

… “10, please collect the bills!”

“I buy 20.”

… “There are 20 Olylo people, too few, buy 30...it’s a little cheaper for you.”

"I'll come 30 too!"

… “Okay… 30, we’re discussing the price later. Who else wants it?”

"Give me 50!"

… “50 You are really a big customer, please go inside first!”

"I pay 50,000 pappa for each Olylocal people, and I want 300!"

... "That's 300 people from the Olylos have 50,000 Pabi for you. Please let this gentleman come in and choose first!"

Looking at the hot scene, Zeng Yang looked indifferent and had no idea why those Oluo slaves were so popular, and he even wondered if the guy on the booth had done something. At this time, a mysterious voice sounded in Zeng Yang's mind: "Friend, don't say that you have a level 5 auxiliary brain, otherwise there will be a big trouble!"

"Who... who is...!" Zeng Yang turned his head hard and looked around, and found that everyone around him looked at the shopping mall ahead with unknowingly. The mysterious voice remembered again and said, "No need to look, we are talking to the soul, I am in the cage to your left..."

Zeng Yang, who was extremely surprised, quickly looked to the left with the cage, and instantly, his big eyes were pressed against the bottom of the cage, and he also looked at Zeng Yang, which was the half-person who looked at him and half-person.

"I have the ability to communicate with the mind and soul. I think you are different from them. We are the same kind of people. I don't want to see you die."

"Same kind, do you mean I have the same ability? Well... special abilities?"

"Yes... I believe you should feel your weirdness too. We all have unique abilities. You can call me Roll, and my original name is too long."

"Hello Luo Er, my name is Zeng Xingyang... You can call me Zeng Yang or Xingyang!"

"Hello Xingyang... If we can still survive, I hope we can become friends in the future."

"What did you see in their hearts if you can survive?"

"I saw a lot; we would be thrown into the Colosseum, and slaves like me who were thin and almost impossible to sell would be thrown into the Colosseum and eliminated... If I exposed myself to possess superpowers, then my fate would be even more miserable. As what they called 'powers' I would be sold for a high price and finally used for dissection and research... Do you understand what I mean? I need your help... and I can help you too!"

"I'll help you, you'll die at all times... It's better to fight to death than to die at all times!"

"No, no, no...my friend, I have a plan! Maybe both of us can survive, and I can know from their hearts what's happening in the Colosseum. As long as we two help each other, we can survive!"

When he heard that he could survive, Zeng Yang immediately asked: "What plan? What is the matter if the auxiliary brain cannot be exposed?... Can he really survive?"

"Yes...my friend, listen to me. At the beginning of the Colosseum, a group of slaves rushed in and fought with a small number of armed fighters until they were victorious...I can help you know what others are going to do, but I also want you to protect my safety."

"Okay...I promise you that as long as you can make me live, I will listen to you!... By the way, why can't my level 5 auxiliary brain be exposed? They installed it for me?"

"They don't know that you have an auxiliary brain. The doctor in your brain is a terrible demon... The pirates are both awe and afraid of the doctor... They think that doctor is an extremely terrible person. He lets everyone live and dies, and that doctor has killed thousands of people and once destroyed a planet."

"It's all you know from them; well... those pirates in the Galaxy know about it?"

"Yes... the negotiator who stood on the stage was the pirates, and the manager who was in charge of the pirates' vaults. The logistics director, and he was responsible for the pirates' transactions."

"What about my level 5 auxiliary brain? Although my memory ability has increased greatly, I don't know why those people are so keen on buying the OL people?"

"Singyang, my friend, do you know what they plan to do for buying the OL people?"

"have no idea?"

"The auxiliary brains of the OL people are divided into seven levels, and the value of a level 7 auxiliary brain is equivalent to several battleships, and levels 4-6 rarely flow out, so the auxiliary brains in your brain can be said to be extremely precious... And the buyers are planning to separate the auxiliary brains in the OL people's brains like the doctor did, and finally transplant them to themselves or others."

"What about those Oluo people?... can they survive?"

"cannot!"

Zeng Yang frowned and said in disbelief: "What...what? The thousands of people in the cage in front of him, you said they will all..."

Roll's eyes showed a sad look and said, "Maybe some people will become slaves, but most of them cannot survive."

"Do you want to kill everything...what, do you want to kill them? These bastards...I...I...I..."

"Don't be impulsive, never be impulsive... Our own destiny cannot be controlled, and we are simply unable to help them."

"But they... these bastard pirates!"

"Don't be impulsive, my friend. The only thing we can do now is to live first. Remember that only by living we have hope, do you know? ... Only by living we have hope... If we can live, I will tell you a secret, a secret that will make us go home!"
Chapter completed!