Ninth class citizen

Chapter 247 Extra
Nan Rong was slightly surprised. Florent would actually let go and hand her over to someone else? Wasn't he afraid that she would escape from him?
She showed just the right amount of fear: "My personal intelligence computer is with you, and I have saved some money during this period. If you need it."

Florent smiled and said, "The money has been transferred by the hackers and will soon be used for our cause of equality. Now you just need to help us one last time."

Hearing that all the money he had worked so hard to save was gone, Nan Rong was furious without even pretending:

"It's a pity. All my abilities have been taken away from me. Now I'm just an ordinary person. I'm afraid I can't make much contribution to you anymore."

She was telling the truth. Although many people were optimistic about the beautiful girl who was auctioned just now, she was only sold for 3 Chaos Coins in the end.

Nan Rong thus knew where he was - the Chaos Star Region.

The three-dimensional triangle area located between the Mio Empire, the Kungu Empire and the Delin Federation gathers criminals and exiles who have fled here from various countries. It is the only anarchic star region in this star map.

Only in places like this can people be auctioned off openly and unscrupulously.

Nan Rong's anger made Florian even happier.

"Do you want to be treated favorably and reused by the new master like him?" He pointed at the man who had just been brought onto the stage.

He was a young second-level genetic optimizer, his young face full of unconcealable fatigue.

But he was treated much better than the beautiful girl before him. He was neatly dressed and only wore a three-finger-wide electronic collar around his neck. Both his base price and each bid increase were much higher than hers.

In just a few words, the bid had risen to 300,000 Chaos Coins.

"Don't dream." A hint of evil interest flashed in Florent's light grey eyes. "Your intelligence and perception have been permanently damaged. You can no longer be the darling of the synthesis platform. You can only be trampled in the mud and never stand up again."

That is better than falling into your hands.

Nan Rong was basically certain that Florian really wanted to sell himself.

This is actually a good thing. As long as the person doesn't know her background well, she will have a chance to get away.

In the three years in the Federation and the few months in the other world, she learned more than just how to fight.

Survival is the greatest knowledge. It is not the one who is the strongest that will survive to the end.

Florent said no more. He dragged Nan Rong to the auction table, talked to the supervisor for a few words, and then walked over with him.

"She looks good." The supervisor pinched Nan Rong's chin and forced her to open her mouth: "Her teeth are also fine. But her physical fitness is a little poor, I'm afraid she won't be able to sell for a high price."

The second-level gene optimizer was finally sold for 65 Chaos Coins. When he looked back at this ordinary woman, he couldn't muster much interest.

"I heard that the Blackthorn Arena has ordered a group of people from you?" Florent asked in his ear.

"You are well-informed." The manager looked at him in surprise and said, "But they only need combat professionals, and this person does not meet the requirements at all."

"She used to be a combat professional. She was also good at both martial arts and martial arts. It was just that something unexpected happened that turned out to be like this."

Floran pried open Nan Rong's hands and showed the steward the calluses on her knuckles.

That was a legacy from when she practiced energy weapons, and it did not disappear even as her physical condition declined.

"You also said that she had an accident." The supervisor said, "Now only her face and body are worth some money." "That's not the case." Floran glanced at Nan Rong, who looked desperate, with a smile: "Although her physique has weakened, her fighting instinct is still there - this is the wealth that money can't buy. And the most important point is that she is very lucky."

The supervisor was already a little tempted, but when he heard this, he shook his head: "She's just a little girl, so tender that she'll cum if you pinch her. She can't be considered strong, right?"

"Anyway, just trust me." Florent didn't want to say more, and directly asked his subordinate for a heavy purse:
"Well, as long as you put the people in, I won't charge you a penny, and all of this will be yours."

The supervisor took the purse, weighed it, opened it and took a look, and his brows immediately lit up with joy.

"Okay." He said, "Leave it to me, you can rest assured."

Nan Rong was led to a corner under the stage, where he stayed with the row of Eta prisoners he had met before.

Florent folded his arms and watched from a distance without saying another word to her.

"The girl is so young, does she have a grudge against that man?" The supervisor used the key given by Florent to open the energy-blocking collar and replaced it with an auction house-standard electronic collar. He also removed the heavy shackles on her hands and feet and replaced them with a pair of thin alloy restraints.

"A little bit." Nan Rong's eyes were slightly red, and he looked worried, looking pitiful and sympathetic.

"Don't underestimate me because I work here. I'm actually a kind-hearted person." The supervisor pouted to the side and said, "Do you know Blackthorn? Blackthorn Arena, the largest arena on our Tulan Star. If they go in like this, they won't survive for more than three days. They might even be torn apart and eaten by alien beasts. Not to mention you. I'm afraid you won't survive even a day."

When he said this, he looked at Nan Rong biting her lip with satisfaction, almost crying, and then he comforted her softly, "But I really have a kind heart, so I will try my best to help you later. I don't want to let you go down that road of no return."

Nan Rong looked at Florian who was a few dozen meters away. He was listening to his subordinates' whispers with a sarcastic smile on his face. It was obvious that he knew his supervisor's plan, but was not prepared to intervene.

"Okay." She smiled gratefully. "Thank you. You are such a kind person. If I have the chance, I will repay you."

"Hey, that's what you said." The supervisor also smiled, praising her for her knowledge and tact: "Maybe in the future, there may really be such a day."

Not long after, a small hovercraft came speeding over.

This was the first floating car that Nan Rong had seen in this old and enclosed starport. A large bunch of black thorns were painted on the bright red body of the car, and they seemed to extend out from the car and pierce the sky with their fangs and claws.

Five or six sturdy men jumped down. The bald man in the lead was not very tall. He was only wearing a tight black vest, revealing a huge thorn tattoo wrapped around his shoulders and arms. His legs were two metal prosthetic limbs, and when he walked, the joints made a unique hissing sound of hydraulic devices.

"Manager Wang, you're here!" The supervisor ran over, bowed and smiled, "The goods are reserved for you. There are ten people here today, all of whom have just come down from the battlefield of Eta Star. They all have murderous auras, which is exactly what you need."

As he spoke, he led the group to Nan Rong's side.

Manager Wang waved his hand, and the people behind him immediately rushed forward, pulled up the prisoners, carefully examined their teeth and muscles under their resentful eyes, and then nodded to him with satisfaction.

Manager Wang's face brightened slightly, and his eyes moved around Nan Rong's face twice, and then fell on the young man lying on the ground motionless: "What's going on with these two?"

Although the scars from the electronic whip were not obvious, the pain it brought was far greater than that from the leather whip. The boy was already unconscious by now.

"These two are a bonus for you." The supervisor rubbed his hands, bowed and smiled: "The first one was disobedient and received a few whips, but no bones were hurt. As for this girl, hehe."

He leaned close to Manager Wang's ear and said, "I heard that this was a college student from Delin who almost got into a top university. I vaguely remember that you were interested in this kind of educated youngster, so..."

Manager Wang's gaze had turned back and fell on Nan Rong's face with a fiery look.