Life in a different world begins with hidden strength

Chapter 47 Population Black Market
The night was dark, the sky was starless and moonless, and the earth was plunged into darkness that made it impossible to see even one's fingers.

There is a faint light in the cabin in the forest.

Mi Jiaan pushed open the door that Ulum had transformed into, went out to satisfy his physiological needs, found a tree to mark his territory, and shook his head happily.

Returning to the earthen hut, he waved his hand to disperse the light from the foxtail grass.

Everyone is already asleep.

Apan snored slightly, giving people an inexplicable sense of security. He was only covered with a thin blanket, and his thick fur was not afraid of the cold at all.

What's more, there is an inscription heater next to it.

Taibai was sleeping in the box and seemed to have become accustomed to the narrow space inside. When he wanted to go out to eat, drink or relieve himself, he would stick his head out and neigh out.

Yinfei huddled up in the sleeping bag. She bought a double version specifically to make it easier to warm the bed.

Mi Jia'an got in gently and said "good night" silently.

The next day, it was a sunny and windy day.

The sun shines on the melting snow, making it particularly dazzling.

The wilderness market was noisy and noisy, and there were crowds of people everywhere. Men gathered around the vendors and commented on the goods.

"No, you are too thin, your body is all skin and bones, and your face is not very clean. Your feet are too big, and your complexion is not very good..." The fat man wearing a round hat and a mustache said in the most critical way His eyes pointed out all the flaws: "Give me a cheaper one, fifteen gold is too expensive."

"What you said makes sense. The lowest price is twelve gold, which I can use for my own use! She is a rare pure person."

The vendor is a middle-aged man with a strong build, with a centipede-like scar spreading across his face. He wears thin clothes in the cold weather, and his arms are covered with thick black manes.

"If I weren't pure, three gold would be too much for me. If it's cheaper, ten gold!"

The two haggled and finally reached a deal.

The young girl kneeling on the straw mat allowed the scar-faced man to grab her hair and push her roughly to the wealthy businessman.

"The money and goods are cleared."

Similar transactions happen all the time. If there is demand, a market will naturally emerge. Even if the kingdom officially prohibits it, it is just a change of place. From the town to the wilderness, there is still an endless stream of customers.

The vast majority of the goods are women, and a small number are Warcraft cubs, or pets such as cats and dogs.

Organizers of the human population black market usually promise that they will never allow any male to become a commodity, mainly to dispel male customers' concerns about their own safety.

Usually, most of the goods are mediocre, and the average transaction price is about three gold, and the maximum is no more than ten gold.

Most high-quality items will appear in auctions at the end of the month.

Deep in the rolling hills, near the entrance of an inconspicuous cave.

The snow-covered road was covered with dirty marks from horses' hooves and wheels.

Several tough gangsters escorted the long team and slowly entered it. Facing the hot wind, there is a world of wonder inside the narrow entrance.

It's like spring has entered in an instant. The hot springs flowing between the canals provide a suitable temperature, and you may even feel a little sultry. After the long and cruel journey, the women, who were almost frozen with cold, had a hint of life in their numb eyes.

Nearly half of the weak ones have been eliminated, and most of the remaining ones are in good health. After all, there is an extraordinary power called magic element that changes everything subtly. Ordinary people will greatly improve their physical fitness as long as they exercise properly.

A long queue waited at the underground entrance.

The skin of the guards holding long whips showed a strange dark red color, and the leader had horns growing out of his head. Humans with signs of demons or dark creatures are considered heretics by the mainstream and cannot enter large towns.

Their personalities are affected by their bloodline, and they are usually more cruel and violent, have difficulty observing order, and are classified into the chaotic and evil camp.

The guard's scarlet eyes stared intently at a young woman who refused to hand over her clothes.

All resistance and reserve are in vain. The fabric of the clothes cannot resist the tearing of brute force. If you don't want to cooperate, you will be whipped or dragged away by your hair. Gangsters don't have any sympathy for women.

Group after group of people followed the guards and entered the corridor.

Heat is constantly surging out of the passage, and magic lamps are installed at intervals above the head. The bright light makes it almost impossible to see the shadows under your feet, which can effectively prevent someone from sneaking in.

After turning several forks in succession and going down a flight of stairs, rows of cells appeared in front of them.

Next is the diversion process, where ordinary goods of low value will be kept together, waiting to be sold quickly.

Some items that may be sold at a higher value will be trained accordingly to satisfy the distinguished buyers.

From the deepest part of the corridor, a faint wailing sound could be heard. His voice was hoarse, but he could only instinctively express the pain.

"What a tenacious woman. You don't think that we can't do anything to you if you don't give in. It's better to be like your smart sister and suffer less."

A seductive black-haired woman dressed in a swimsuit, with purple eyes, stared indifferently at the dark-haired girl kneeling in front of her, and grabbed her chin with her palm painted with bright red nail polish.

Seeing her lose her spirit, but with unyielding eyes, she looked at the dirt on the ground sarcastically.

"Your body can't bear just the most ordinary painful whipping. How long can you persist with your will alone? If you can persist, you will be qualified to become the container of the painful girl, and your destiny will change accordingly." The charming woman thought about herself. Talk to yourself.

Under the light of the corridor, the slender succubus tail behind her swam like a snake.

For convenience, a warning will be given to other dissenters. In the same cell, there are some spectators in the same situation.

Everyone's hands were tied to the top of their heads by chains above their heads, and they remained in a kneeling position.

Every once in a while, a waitress will come in to clean up some dirt and take care of food and drink.

When the footsteps went away, the green-haired girl who seemed to have closed her eyes in resignation suddenly opened her eyes and murmured to herself:
"Everyone, hold on a little longer and never give in. Someone will definitely come to save us."

"What basis do you have for your judgment? A place like this can survive to this day. It is by no means an ordinary gathering place for gangsters."

A black-haired girl with skin as white as snow, has enviable long hair, a slender figure, and a childish face, but she looks plump in contrast, and her body is covered with marks of different shades. Frequent use of healing spells to treat injuries can cause similar problems.

"I am a member of the Yingxue Adventure Group. The leader will definitely find a way to save me..." The green-haired girl said with determination, which seemed to be a kind of obsession and belief.

"Haha, don't be ridiculous. Even you, a noble lady, can't do anything unless you find a way to redeem someone." The black-haired girl's sad laughter was weak.

(End of this chapter)