Chapter 333: with translation of chapter title

The violent voice made Du Lan Di's face turn pale; Lin An's deliberately exerted mental pressure made him feel as though he had plunged into an ice cellar.

The young man swayed, his face deathly pale, and he dared not utter a sound.

He had merely spoken a few extra words.

He truly felt nothing but the brutal killing intent in Lin An's voice.

Damn it!

He is merely the son of a high-ranking commander of the Du Lan Di Safe Zone.

Although he didn't believe the Troy envoy would dare start a war on a whim, under mental coercion he instinctively felt fear.

He couldn't afford to gamble.

Even if Lin An was merely acting as an envoy, he didn't dare to provoke him.

After all, the Troy Safe Zone just experienced a mutiny; who knows what these lunatics are thinking?

As Lin An announced the final price, the entire venue fell silent.

Many gazed at Lin An's box with a mixture of fear and curiosity, their interest growing intense.

With such a big tone, acting so overbearing?

Could it be that this envoy is not just a messenger as the rumors claim?

Undercurrents surged; several people exchanged glances, planning to befriend the envoy after the auction.

Smack!

The auction hammer fell.

Hu Ba wiped nonexistent sweat from his forehead, then gave a fawning glance at Lin An's box.

"Congratulations to the Troy envoy for successfully winning the first auction item!"

"With such a grand hand, worthy of Troy's style!"

"Thank you for your support; as a complimentary gift, we will prepare you the best presidential suite in Bolaka."

"Of course, the fine item you purchased will also be delivered together~"

Hu Ba's face showed an expression all men understand, then he cleared his throat and began the next round of bidding:

"Next up is the second item!"

"This gentleman from before the catastrophe, I believe many are familiar with him."

"An international top-tier star, a first-rate celebrity. Moreover, many know of his artistic accomplishments, and his background is illustrious."

"Son of the former Kasman Empire's finance minister, not much different from the earlier Princess Anna."

"Buy one, get one free!"

"Let me tell you quietly, this is a fine item~"

"No more talk! Starting bid: 1 ton!"

No more tricks; although this starting bid is low, it's still fairly normal.

However, compared to Anna, the opening highlight, although the subsequent slaves' 'quality' is high, it's obvious that the crowd's bidding enthusiasm is not high.

There are professors of military-industrial complex talent, bundled together with artists that aren't easy to sell.

There are highly educated researchers, plus an entire orchestra and ballet troupe.

Of course, there are also many pre-catastrophe fitness trainers; popular male idols paired with several trainees were bought by several noble ladies.

We don't even know where Bolaka got these people from.

Hu Ba's promotional lines are also quite blatant.

Looking at the girl's youthful face full of panic, clearly at the prime of her age yet made into a 'commodity' by humans, Gao Tian felt a tightness in his chest.

The subsequent auction items angered him more and more.

Every item at the entire auction was related to humans.

Although they are living flesh and blood, in this twisted, perverse auction they were reduced to various commodities.

Not lacking are tickets for slave hunts, or the chance to watch the full process of a healthy human injected with corpse fluid turning into a Zombie.

Bizarre, heavy-taste.

In the post-catastrophe world with little entertainment, toying with one's own kind seems to be the greatest pleasure.

From anger to extreme killing intent, then to numbness.

Gao Tian's mood suddenly sank.

He couldn't understand why anyone would enjoy throwing living people into a Corpse Horde just to savor their miserable cries, nor could he comprehend how these sold slaves, despite their situation, still held hostility toward each other.

He watched helplessly as a purchased slave, arrogant and proud, mocked the other unwanted slaves; even in the chaotic auction, several slaves fought to the death to sell themselves.

The brutal slaughter was like a battle between Zombies.

By the end, Gao Tian had chosen not to watch anymore.

As the auction drew to a close, Zhang Tie, who had cut in line and been thrown in, appeared on the stage fuming with anger.

Wearing only a pair of shorts, the stout Xiong Hanzi, as massive as a giant black bear, wanted to cry but had no tears.

Despite many people's interest, Lin An actually spent a full ton of grain to legitimately buy him back.

"Lin Dui!"

His face was one of collapse, filled with resentment.

Zhang Tie gritted his teeth and complained bitterly over the team channel.

"Someone touched me!"

"Damn it! If a few noble ladies touched me, that would be fine, but there's also a skinny guy like firewood who keeps leering at me!"

"I almost couldn't help but twist his head off."

"Damn it, that pervert backstage keeps trying to give me grain, wanting to fuck me right there."

"He? How could there be such a perverted guy!"

Lin An, somewhat amused, comforted Xiong Hanzi with a few words.

In the vast world, nothing is strange.

There's nothing worth seeing anymore.

The auction was nearing its end, and the remaining items were more disgusting than the last.

At least for Gao Tian and the others, they feared that if they kept watching, they would now be unable to resist slaughtering all the beasts present.

Just the female servants tortured to death on site numbered in the double digits.

The auction bidding was frenzied; these attendees utterly failed to treat people as human.

The dead servants' corpses were dragged away like trash by the staff, who then replaced them with a fresh batch.

Roughly calculated, this auction alone consumes nearly ten thousand lives each year.

Compared to zombies, they even felt that the humans here were more like zombies than the zombies themselves.

Not wanting to continue watching, Lin An had no intention of wasting time and directly returned to the hotel prepared by the auction organizers.

He was still very interested in the matter of the high tower.

Before leaving, something unexpected happened.

The servant girl attending to them suddenly, suddenly turned deathly pale and knelt on the ground.

She gazed pleadingly, then, taking advantage of the moment when no outsiders could see at the doorframe, she quickly said:

"My lord!"

"Please, please, just leave something behind!"