“Kales, have all the supplies been purchased?”Ling Jue looked at Kales, his voice cold, like an ice block that had not melted for ten thousand years.“Second-in-command, all complete, nothing missed.”Kales bowed slightly, responding in his effeminate tone.“Good.”Ling Jue scanned the surroundings, his gaze sharp, as if he wanted to discover something from the crowd.At the same time, several technical personnel in black clothes were operating precise scanning instruments, moving silently through the crowd. The instruments emitted a faint blue glow, accompanied by a subtle buzzing sound, bringing everyone’s full body outline into the scanning range.They were checking if anyone was carrying illegal communication devices.Within the Hundred Hunt Star Pirates base ship, no one, except for the First-in-command, was allowed to carry communication devices; even Ling Jue was no exception.This was to minimize the chance of anyone leaking information to the outside world and exposing the Xingdao (Star Pirates)’s location.Soon, the scan was complete, and the security check passed smoothly.“Take them all away.”With the most important check completed, Ling Jue waved his hand and turned to leave.In his opinion, whether it was slaves or core team members like Kales and Poison Widow, they were all worthless trash. If it weren’t for the First-in-command’s request for him to come, he wouldn’t waste time on this group of trash.Watching Ling Jue’s disappearing back, Kales and the others couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.For them, the Second-in-command was a more terrifying existence than the First-in-command.When facing the First-in-command, even if they made a small mistake, as long as it wasn’t too serious, the First-in-command would still give them a chance.But the Second-in-command was different; once the Second-in-command considered you useless, he would chop off your head in front of everyone, showing no mercy.“Take the people away!”Next, the Xingdao (Star Pirates) separated all the slaves by type: female slaves in one group, capable male slaves in another, and slaves for other purposes in a third. All slave controllers were collected centrally and then submitted to different departments.Clearly, Qin Tian belonged to the second category; he was led into a sealed small cubicle.The room was only about 15 square meters, with cold metal walls that gleamed with a dull grayish-white. A low-wattage light bulb was embedded in the ceiling, casting a pale and dim light that flickered occasionally, as if it could go out at any moment.In the corner sat a rusty toilet, its rim stained with suspicious yellowish-brown grime, emitting a pungent odor of disinfectant mixed with excrement. Beside it was an equally old sink, its faucet dripping slightly, the plinking sound remarkably clear in the silent space.The floor was made of rough, anti-slip steel plates, producing a dull metallic echo when stepped on.Several scratches of varying depths remained on the walls, as if left by previous occupants using fingernails or some hard object. Some had already oxidized and turned black, while others still bore a fresh metallic sheen.There were no windows in the room, and the only entrance and exit was a heavy metal door with a palm-sized observation window, through which patrolling Xingdao (Star Pirates) occasionally peeked inside.The inside of the door had no handle, clearly designed from the outset to prevent those inside from leaving on their own.“The bear must be suffocating in here.”Qin Tian turned his head to one side; he could sense that the bear was in the third room to his right.After sitting quietly for a while, Qin Tian looked up at the miniature monitor above his head. Then, he lay on his side, using his back to block the monitor’s view.A white culture dish appeared in his hand. As he injected energy, small black dots emerged on the culture dish. If observed under a microscope, one could see that these were individual insect eggs.The insect eggs successfully hatched, and hundreds of tiny flying insects were born. They were extremely small, completely undetectable by the monitor. They vibrated their wings and flew out through the crack in the room’s door, scattering in all directions.At the same time, Qin Tian, through the Divine Right of Spiritual Intelligence, turned these small flying insects into his eyes, moving with their field of vision.One tiny flying insect silently passed through the ventilation duct, finally emerging from a gap in the iron mesh at the top, hovering above the arena.What entered Qin Tian’s mind was a scene of madness and bloodshed—a vast circular arena, surrounded by towering iron fences. The ground was already soaked with dark red bloodstains, so much so that one could even feel a sticky sensation when stepping on it.Two slaves were currently fighting in the center; one held a broken metal pipe, while the other wielded a spiked wooden club. Their bodies were covered in wounds, blood trickling down the contours of their muscles, yet their eyes held only numbness and despair.“Kill him! Kill him!”“Useless! Don’t dodge! Hit him until he dies!”“Hahaha, his guts are spilling out! Awesome!”The surrounding stands were packed with Xingdao (Star Pirates), who laughed and roared, some even excitedly standing up, waving wine bottles and weapons.The air was filled with the stench of sweat, alcohol, and blood, mixing into a nauseating, suffocating sensation.Pfft!One of the slaves was pierced through the abdomen by the metal pipe. He knelt down, blood gushing from his mouth.The victor gasped for breath but didn’t stop. Instead, he pounced, gripping the opponent’s throat with both hands until the opponent’s pupils completely dilated.The Xingdao (Star Pirates) erupted in deafening cheers, some even throwing a few coins at the corpse, as if rewarding a dog that had completed its task.This should be the Bloody Arena that Poison Widow mentioned.Immediately after, the perspective switched to the second flying insect.The second flying insect gently flapped its wings, continuing deeper along a damp corridor, finally stopping inside a spacious cabin.Here, there was no bloody slaughter, but another kind of suffocating oppression—dozens of male and female slaves stood in rows, stripped to the waist, hands and feet bound, displayed like goods on metal racks.Their eyes were hollow, and their bodies were covered in bruises and whip marks, clearly long accustomed to such inhumane treatment.Several Xingdao (Star Pirates) swaggered through the crowd, occasionally reaching out to pinch a slave’s chin, roughly opening their mouths to check their teeth, or slapping muscles to assess their physical condition.“This one’s too skinny, can’t take the abuse.”“Hmph, this one’s good, take her in and try her out.”“Hahaha, I want this woman, she’s mine tonight!”The chosen slaves were roughly dragged out of the line and pulled towards the adjacent room.The flying insect keenly followed, slipping through the crack in the door.The room was dimly lit, and the air was mixed with sweat, blood, and a sickeningly sweet odor.Several crude metal beds were fixed to the walls, covered with dirty mats.The brought-in slaves were forced onto the beds, their hands and feet secured by restraints, while the Xingdao (Star Pirates) grinned maliciously, pulling out various instruments—stun guns,leather whips, syringes. Muffled groans of pain, desperate sobs, and maniacal laughter intertwined, like a symphony from hell.The flying insect’s vision trembled slightly, as if even this tiny creature instinctively recoiled from the scene before it.The perspective switched to the third flying insect.The flying insect vibrated its almost transparent wings, flying along a cold, damp passage, eventually slipping into a half-open iron door.In that instant, Qin Tian, through the insect’s vision, saw a scene far more distorted than the arena.This was a spacious basement, its walls covered with rusty torture instruments—spiked iron whips, red-hot branding irons, sharp hooks, and even several buzzing electrocution devices.The air was filled with the smell of scorched flesh, blood, and desperate whimpers.Over a dozen scantily clad prisoners were chained to the walls: frail elderly people, terrified children, and men and women with numb expressions. Their bodies were covered in overlapping new and old wounds; some were still bleeding, while others had festered and turned black.“Scream! Why aren’t you screaming?!”A Xingdao (Star Pirates) with a °• N 𝑜 v 𝑒 l i g h t •° brutish face grabbed an iron rod and slammed it hard onto a young boy’s knee.“Crack!”The sound of bone breaking was clearly audible, and the boy’s agonizing scream instantly filled the entire room.The surrounding Xingdao (Star Pirates) roared with laughter, some even raising their wine bottles and taking a swig, as if enjoying a spectacular performance.On the other side, a female Xingdao (Star Pirates) was slowly heating a branding iron, a cruel smile on her lips.She walked towards a middle-aged man tied to an iron chair, and under his terrified gaze, she pressed the branding iron fiercely onto his chest.“Ahhh—” The sound of flesh scorching, accompanied by heart-wrenching wails, echoed. The man struggled madly, but could only make the iron chair emit a harsh scraping sound.“Hahaha! Look at his expression! Doesn’t he look like a dog that’s been scalded?”The female Xingdao (Star Pirates) laughed wildly, casually tossing the branding iron back into the furnace, preparing to choose her next “toy.”In the corner, several children huddled together, trembling.The youngest girl among them could no longer cry, only biting her lip so hard that blood trickled down her chin.There was no combat here, no selection, only pure abuse.The Xingdao (Star Pirates) didn’t care about the value of these people; they simply enjoyed the pleasure of tormenting the weak.As these bloody, cruel, and brutal scenes flooded into his mind, Qin Tian’s pupils suddenly contracted, and an unprecedented rage erupted in his chest like a volcano!His fingers dug deep into his palms, blood seeping through the gaps between his fingers, yet he felt nothing.His heart pounded violently in his chest, each beat like a heavy hammer, making him tremble all over.Those agonizing screams, twisted faces, and the sinister laughter of the Xingdao (Star Pirates) were like countless sharp knives, fiercely stirring his nerves.“These beasts…!”Killing intent surged like a tide, almost bursting through his body. The surrounding air seemed to twist slightly in his fury.Those who were tortured could be the parents of a child, the elders of a family. They should not have suffered such hell. And those Xingdao (Star Pirates)—no, they no longer deserved to be called humans, but merely demons in human skin!“You all must die…!”Qin Tian’s eyes became completely cold, his dark pupils devoid of any warmth, leaving only the purest will to kill.He slowly closed his eyes and, through the Divine Right of Spiritual Intelligence, issued new commands to all the flying insects—investigate, mark, lock on.Every abusive Xingdao (Star Pirates), every executioner who participated in this carnival, their faces, body types, and auras, all were recorded by the flying insects, deeply imprinted in Qin Tian’s mind.Currently, his power was insufficient to destroy this den of evil; rash action would only alert the enemy.But once reinforcements arrived, he would surely make these scoundrels pay blood for blood!He had to act quickly. Qin Tian’s gaze was profound; every day delayed would mean many innocent people suffering abuse and torment.Just as Qin Tian was preparing his next plan, his door was suddenly pushed open, and a Xingdao (Star Pirates) pointed at him and said:“You, come out!”Qin Tian’s eyes moved, and he got up and walked out of the room.Suddenly, he turned his head and happened to see the bear also walking out of his room.Fifteen minutes ago, in a luxurious room, Sebada sat opposite a red-haired man.“Sebada, how is the quality of this batch of slaves?”The red-haired man asked casually while drinking wine.“I can guarantee they are definitely better than Li Sen’s batch of slaves,” Sebada said calmly.Their four small teams belonged to one procurement group. During this time, there were also eight other groups simultaneously out procuring, to prevent issues with one team from affecting the entire Xingdao (Star Pirates)’s supply of materials.“Looks like you’re quite confident~”The red-haired man’s lips curved upwards. “Then, how about we test their quality now?”“Of course,” Sebada nodded.The red-haired man was the person in charge of the Bloody Arena, named Flag.The arena’s duel arrangements, schedule, and betting odds were all influenced by Flag’s will.Sebada picked up his wine glass and gently swirled it. “I have a Half-Beast under me. He’s physically strong and will definitely become the arena’s star in the future.”“Oh?”Hearing this, the red-haired man’s eyes showed a hint of interest.In the Bloody Arena, all Spiritual Energy User slaves had to be injected with Spiritual Energy User inhibitors to prevent overly intense Spiritual Energy User combat from damaging the arena and affecting the ship’s navigation.In such circumstances, slaves with stronger physiques and superior skills easily stood out.And as a hybrid of humans and beastmen, Half-Beasts were naturally far superior to humans in terms of physical quality.As long as the match schedule was appropriate, it would be easy to turn the Half-Beast into the Bloody Arena’s ace.“Flag, according to the rules, the Half-Beast was bought by me, so I get half of the profits he generates.”Sebada said, “However, I want to make a deal with you. If you agree to one thing, I’ll give you an additional ten percent of my share.”“What is it?”Flag asked.“Later, arrange an opponent for a barbarian slave.”A cold glint flashed in Sebada’s eyes: “I want to see this barbarian die in the arena in the most miserable way.”“A barbarian slave?”Flag smiled faintly: “What, this barbarian slave offended you and actually managed to survive until now?”“This barbarian is Poison Widow’s male favorite. Poison Widow is especially infatuated with him.”Sebada drank the red wine in his glass, a trace of red wine stain on the corner of his mouth. “You know, my relationship with Poison Widow is quite good. I don’t want her to become the laughingstock of the entire group because of a slave.”“Quite good relationship?”Flag smiled faintly. He saw through Sebada’s little scheme at a glance. But for him, it was just an order that could bring in considerable profit, so why not?

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