Mythological origin

After passing through several locked doors, Shen Cang took Bai Mo to their "warehouse".

He skillfully greeted several warehouse guards, took a remote control from their hands, and walked straight to the place where the goods were actually held.

In fact, it is a huge underground prison.

"This row is the 500,000 area, that one is the 1 million area, and the innermost rooms are the 2 million area." Shen Cang took the initiative to introduce.

"We lone wolves don't bargain. In the 500,000 district, each person is 500,000. In the million district, each person is 1 million..."

Upon hearing such a simple and crude quotation, Bai Mo said nothing and just nodded.

"Can I go in and feel the quality?"

"Of course." Shen Cang said with a lewd smile, "As long as you don't do anything on the spot, it's okay to touch each one one by one."

Not counting the subsequent sales commission, the half-million sincere money alone would be 50,000 yuan in Shen Cang's hands. 50,000 yuan, as long as he doesn't ask him to come to the meeting with his buttocks raised, and spend a day with the customer to touch it. What a bullshit.

What's more, it wasn't him who was touched, he was just responsible for opening the door.

But in a place like Emerald City, where the custom industry is so developed, it is not difficult to find someone to come and see someone for five hundred yuan, not to mention fifty thousand.

Bai Mo looked around and saw that there was a person in each cell. They were both male and female. They all wore a collar around their necks, and they generally looked good.

Of course, it may also be that the ones who are too tall are directly pulled to the bulk cargo area.

Only those that look good can be left in the shopping area.

……

"Open this door for me." Bai Mo said, pointing to a cell about ten meters away from him.

"Warehouse No. 5?" Shen Cang asked, stunned.

The reason why I was stunned was that the person in the No. 5 warehouse was a man.

He seemed to have been tricked into coming to Emerald City by a high-paying job advertisement. It turned out to be a scam, but he was not good at eloquence and could not produce results. Because he looked pretty fair, he was resold by his boss for 80,000 yuan. To the Lone Wolf gang of human traffickers.

Now the price is 50.

"Yes, warehouse No. 5."

"coming."

Shen Cang used the remote control to open the door of No. 5 warehouse in a familiar manner. The man locked in the warehouse had no other restraint measures except a smart collar and could basically move around freely.

But Shen Cang didn't seem to worry about the other party escaping at all, because this collar has a feature that allows it to automatically discharge when the collar is separated from the corresponding cell by more than ten meters.

Moreover, the remote control in his hand can also actively control the collar and instantly discharge the electricity to knock down the rebels.

"Left hand." Bai Mo said to the man in front of him.

"Yes!" He stretched out his left hand as if in a panic, and glanced at the remote control in Shen Cang's hand with some fear. He probably suffered a lot from it.

Bai Mo put his hand on the other person's hand, and an extremely weak spiritual tentacle stretched into his body.

After carefully examining it for about ten seconds, Bai Mo withdrew his hand.

Fighting power, three stages!

Bai Mo suddenly recalled that he saw the beginning of "The Fighting Master" many years ago.

This man has the qualifications to practice, and the upper limit is probably level three.

It's not that it's completely impossible to break through after the third level, but the third level is a huge bottleneck for him, and it's extremely difficult to break through again.

Bai Mo's purpose in coming to a place like this was mainly to pick a few tool men to buy and transform, and to build a human formation to prepare for the Linghe Autumn outbreak one month later.

This is also the reason for participating in Amethyst Night.

In the last life, his strength alone was not enough. This time, he would go to the upper reaches of the Spirit River and the core of the Spirit Tide in one go to explore more secrets behind the Spirit Son.

It was a rare opportunity to come to the second game of his own world. In addition to the main goal of killing the black sword, Bai Mo also had many side goals that he wanted to complete.

For example, exploring the secret of the spirit child, or searching for Sakaski's home planet.

In the last life, the other party exploded too quickly, and Bai Mo didn't have a chance.    …

Without the power of a true immortal, Bai Mo can only roughly sense who has the qualifications to practice, but how good the qualifications are requires personal contact to confirm.

He didn't speak, just shook his head at Shen Cang, turned around and left Warehouse No. 5.

The third level cannot enter his eyes.

"Weird person." Shen Cang looked at the man in front of him, somewhat confused about his purpose.

It's not like he hasn't received Nantong before, so how can he just touch his hand and be done with it?

At least give your butt a few pinches.

"Barrel No. 11."

"Ok."

This time it's a woman.

He looks to be in his mid-twenties, with a relatively tall and strong build, about 1.7 meters tall, a little taller than Shen Cang, who is short in stature.

If he let go and had a fair fight, he might be able to chase Shen Cang.

She looked at Shen Cang, or rather the remote control in Shen Cang's hand, with both dissatisfaction and fear.

"Left hand."

"Yes."

She has been observing Bai Mo since he came in.

It should be said that every buyer who comes in to buy human goods will be observed by numerous "goods". It is impossible for them to escape in this cage, but if they can meet a conscientious buyer, they may have a chance. Get out of hell.

But lone wolves also have their own ways of coping.

Every imprisoned person can only answer "yes" or "no" to outsiders, and is not allowed to say any other words on his own initiative. Violators will be electrocuted on the spot.

Bai Mo also put his hand on the other person's hand, and no change could be seen on the face covered by the mask.

"She can."

Also after ten seconds, Bai Mo gave a reply.

According to the qualification evaluation standards compiled by Bai Mo and the others in their previous life, this woman's qualifications are level five, which can be regarded as the only one in ten thousand.

If you convert it into Xianxia style, it is almost Tianlinggen.

There are basically no bottlenecks within the third level. With a little training, there is a good chance of breaking through to the fourth level, and the probability of getting a glimpse of the fifth level is more than ten times that of others.

Qualification standards are only divided into levels one to five, and beyond that, it cannot be determined by qualifications and talents alone.

Background, luck, and character are all considerations in moving forward.

Of course, just because you have such qualifications doesn’t mean you will be able to fulfill them.

Like the woman in front of Bai Mo, he had no impression at all.

Bai Mo has an impression of extraordinary beings who came out of the earth and had some status and fame.

In the last life, the other party may have died quietly in a certain sea clan attack.

No matter how good the talent is, it is quietly buried in the loess.

The attack by the Sea Clan not only took away a group of original human elites and vested interests, but also took away ordinary people who were hundreds of times their number.

Many of these people may have outstanding talents, but due to bad luck, their stories were forced to end in a hurry.

"No. 11, 50." Shen Cang silently wrote down the number and price in his notebook.

"Go on." (End of Chapter)