Chapter 492

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Protagonist:

Chen Yi

"Get them a change of clothes, then bring them to see me."

Chen Yi had a good impression of the Oga Ku people; aside from their bare heads and tattered clothing, their builds and complexions were the closest to modern humans, and in a certain sense, the perfection of their physical appearance even surpassed that of modern people, like purely cinematic characters meticulously crafted.

Appearance is a person's first impression; when no exchange of interests is involved, beautiful and perfect appearances naturally receive better treatment.

Several soldiers shoved a group of hairy West Continent people off the ship, yet granted the Oga Ku people the right to walk on their own.

After a while, Yin Senchen also finished his divine power search. He found over 300 non-pureblood Oga Ku people; their bloodlines were not pure, they had long leg hair, wore curly hair, and blue, black, or brown pupils were the majority, their expressions of terror exceeding those of ordinary West Continent people.

These people instead aroused the Iyar High Priest's suspicion. When he studied at the temple, he had seen ordinary Oga Ku people, but never imagined the legendary Oga Ku royal family.

He had originally suspected Chen Yi's purpose in blocking the slaves; now, looking closely, he had some associations……

The gaunt Neisen, like a mouse preparing to bell a cat, walked out of the teahouse silently and stood squarely beside Iyar, smiling: "So they're Oga Ku people; those Water Dragon Temple guys really are a bunch of fools, they're worth 100,000 slaves, right."

"How do you know——you're the Fire Dragon Temple's Neisen?" Iyar recognized the gaunt old man. Both were priests, but their identities and statuses differed; Neisen was the Fire Dragon Temple priest most likely to inherit the High Priest position, and his seniority came almost entirely from other city-states.

Like the strategists of the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods, a figure like Neisen was naturally the native-born Iyar High Priest's most detested type.

"You're the Water Dragon Temple's fool priest, right; how does it feel to sell off over a hundred Oga Ku people at slave prices?" Neisen's tone was foul and stiff, making him hard to understand; yet precisely such a person had outstanding achievements in diplomacy.

"Don't meddle in Water Dragon Temple affairs."

"Oga Ku people are good things you don't want; I'll reluctantly take them off your hands." Neisen gave a hehe smile, raised his hand, and said: "I've brought quite a lot of gold."

His fingers were full of space rings.

West Continent space rings were even cheaper than the Saint Qiao Kingdom's, mainly due to raw material acquisition issues. However, space ring sizes always had limits, and prices rose geometrically; the rings Neisen wore were all the 1 cubic meter ones common in the Upper World.

Iyar quickly associated Chen Yi's demanded gold with Neisen's appearance, and factoring in the Divine Art Knight's asking price, he instantly grew nervous.

Neisen walked in front; Iyar followed without hesitation——he could not let this little old man go see Chen Yi alone.

Thus, when Yin Senchen finished selecting all the Oga Ku people and sent them before Chen Yi, Neisen and Iyar both trailed alongside like hangers-on.

A bald Oga Ku royal family member slightly lifted his eyelids, swiftly observed Neisen and Iyar twice, and his pupils violently contracted.

He naturally recognized the High Priest's vestments.

"What are you afraid of?" Chen Yi hadn't slept all night; only now had he showered, and sat comfortably in the center.

Yin Sen Guan touched the Oga Ku royal family member hidden in the crowd with divine power, and said in a low voice: "The Master is asking you."

"I see two High Priests, so I'm afraid." The answer held little concealment, and no great tremor could be heard in the language.

This was actually very difficult; a person who can face their own fear can be the strongest person in the world.

"How did you fall into the Poison Dragon God Temple's hands?"

"Betrayed by a traitor."

"How long have you been in the Poison Dragon God Temple's hands?"

"Three months." The speaking royal family member had already stepped to the very front of the 20 people, calmed down, and said: "I am O Xun, the leader of this royal family group, the final leader."

He was also observing Chen Yi and the surrounding furnishings, trying to find any bit of information; giving his name was a strategy——a fallen royal family and the final leader, this is a classic noble story on the Continent; he hoped to thereby slightly influence the young noble before him whose movements were gentle and tone special.

In his eyes, this sea-facing, spacious and bright building, the super-large tempered glass like luxury goods, and the bathroom-like printed vessels, without exception flaunted the owner's wealth. The neatly and cleanly dressed knights and servants were so numerous one might almost mistake this for a royal palace.

Two High Priests stood at the young man's lower side, and their respect came from the heart, indicating the young man in the main seat came from a prestigious clan and possessed formidable strength.

O Xun imperceptibly tugged his clothes corner——this was their secret signal.

The Oga Ku people founded their state through assassination, ended through assassination, yet still mastered assassination techniques.

If they could seize the young man at the head seat, and his strength did not match his influence, this would be an opportunity for them.

Such is the Oga Ku people's way of survival; they have long grown accustomed to wandering and constant selling, and not everyone who catches them tortures and kills Oga Ku people; usually before falling into temple hands, their lives are not threatened.

And before that, they would constantly attempt various escape methods; sometimes succeeding, sometimes failing, sometimes caught again……

In mere seconds, O Xun made a major decision, yet to him it was as ordinary as breathing. The two High Priests made him feel threatened; he worried this was the journey's endpoint.

Chen Yi did not speak immediately; Neisen suddenly raised the rings on his hand and shouted: "Lord Divine Art Knight, I offer 100 tons of gold to buy these 20 Oga Ku royals."

Lord Divine Art Knight!

O Xun immediately tugged the other clothes corner, terminating the previous signal. The battle qi remaining in his body was pitifully little, and he didn't dare use it to probe, so he simply never imagined this young man would be a Divine Art Knight.

No one noticed the Oga Ku people's little secret.

Three Divine Art Knights and countless Combat Knights surrounded the vicinity; who could imagine the Oga Ku people would be so bold.

Iyar's attention was entirely on the rings filling Neisen's hands, guessing he had prepared at least several hundred tons of gold; he suddenly realized: "A mere 100 tons wants to buy the Oga Ku royal family? Selling you half would be more like it."

He turned his head to Chen Yi and said: "Lord Divine Art Knight, this Neisen guy has always been the type to rise early for profit, nap for profit, sleep with women for profit; his words cannot be trusted."

Chen Yi gave a hehe smile, propped his hand on the table, and said: "What do you think?"

He was asking the Oga Ku people.

O Xun raised a thread of hope, knelt without hesitation, and said: "The Oga Ku clan's death is not worth regretting, but you, a grand Divine Art Knight, why would you exchange my entire clan's lives for a mere hundred tons of gold. If you grant us a path to live, within 10 years we will surely raise a hundred tons of gold for you."

"You're quite clever."

O Xun looked at Chen Yi tensely; if the Lord Divine Art Knight before him held a faith like "fairness," the clansmen might be saved.

Neisen knew Chen Yi did not; he anxiously said: "Your Excellency, it is precisely during the Temple War; if we can worship the Dragon God, our army's morale will surely greatly increase……"

"What does that have to do with me."

"300 tons of gold!" Neisen was also a decisive person.

"No need to bid……"

"500 tons of gold!" Neisen had only prepared an extra 100 tons of gold, but now he couldn't care about that.

"Told you not to bid; could it be you want to exchange gold for my divine power?" Chen Yi looked at Neisen with a displeased expression.

The value of the Oga Ku people lies in their worth as sacrificial offerings; dedicating them to the Dragon God is the best way to please the Dragon God, and can thereby increase the probability and frequency rank at which Divine Art Knights acquire Divine Arts. And before that, using the blood of Oga Ku people could still refine some important potions...

The Oga Ku people sent to the altar have only a dead end; any who are caught also find it hard to escape death, so their numbers have become fewer and fewer.

The current 20 royal clan members and 300 clansmen have already undergone the first step of processing in the Poison Dragon God Temple city-state, such as having their heads shaved clean and their blood extracted; this is a painful and fear-inspiring processing method.

Although Chen Yi needs gold to stabilize the gold bond currency system, his ways of making money are varied; he still cannot bring himself to exchange the cruel deaths of 300-plus people for gold.

His Excellency the Divine Art Knight has made the decision; no one else dares to speak further.

O Xun immediately knelt down, and with tears streaming down his face, expressed thanks along with his clansmen — they actually do not know what the future holds; Chen Yi merely did not sell them.

"Take them to rest. Yin Sen Guan, find me some relevant information." After Chen Yi finished speaking, he turned to the two priests and said: "Send your gold for calculation; however much gold there is, that many Single Divine Art Knights there will be."

Yi Yaer glared ruthlessly at Neisen; the worst conjecture becoming reality truly made his mood vexed.

One armored truck after another drove up, directly sending the slaves to the camp.

Don't look at it being only twenty or thirty kilometers from the wharf to the mining area; if the slaves were made to march on their own, they would inevitably lose two or three percent of their number — that is several hundred people.

This also let the slaves first experience the difference of the West Continent; Neisen's gaze was even more bright and alert, secretly assessing West River City's war potential.

Early the next day, all kinds of supplies gathered at the transport point, among them 500-plus students, like elementary schoolers on a spring outing, both laughing and shouting.

They are precisely the students permitted to return to Earth to visit relatives.

The West Continent implements a points system; patrolling, combat, occupied zone work, even ordinary clerical work can all earn points, merely a question of more or less. Once points rank in the front, and the control extent exceeds A-, one can return to Earth to visit relatives. Of course, matters of the West Continent are not permitted to be spoken of.

Although there is a bit of a secrecy aspect problem, the boost to morale is even more significant; holding several major killing intents in hand, Chen Yi is also not afraid of any shenanigans.

Chen Heng came to see them off; he must remain on the West Continent for a period of time to control the army. Liu Xinyu and Jin Douna were instead liberated, returning together.

Besides that, also going to Earth together are the 320 people of the Oga Ku clan; they have all been imprisoned, guarded incidentally by the accompanying Combat Knights.

Sacrificial offerings worth ten thousand gold; Chen Yi felt there was no need to leave them on the West Continent to tempt others. On the contrary, assassins generally at Combat Level 5 and above, if used well, are another set of major killing weapons.

Chen Yi believes that as long as the Oga Ku people can settle in the new world, they will definitely be willing to fight desperately to preserve the Jiangning survival base.

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