The powerful old lady Mary is not willing to wade into troubled waters. For the remaining pharmacists, you look at me and I look at you.
"Come on, there are exactly six of us, so let's just do it together.
Also, bring that guy here, and if something goes wrong later, chop him into pieces first!"
The pharmacist who had been chatting with the auctioneer at the auction in City 5 spoke up, and the others nodded in agreement.
Since they discovered such a secret, they must get more accurate information.
As long as they are sure that it is the real god, there will be unexpected rewards waiting for them after they return.
The Emerald Forest has a huge influence on the entire human world.
When a god appears in the world, whether for support or opposition, the Emerald Forest should make its voice heard!
Not to mention other pharmacists, none of the people who came to Anshan City had a bottom line.
It doesn't matter whether he is a god or a demon, as long as he takes advantage of it and owns the benefits.
The informant who was developed by Firefox into a new disciple of David Hill was brought up.
In front of this person, the threatening words were repeated again. Not only that, there were also knife and axemen around, saying that if anything unexpected happened, the informant would be chopped into mincemeat on the spot!
With this threat as the last guarantee, the six silver-level pharmacists started the ritual according to the method described by the informant.
Their right hands stretched out, their fingertips collided with each other, and the token was located under the fingertips of six silver-level pharmacists.
What mantra are they chanting?
Chinese version of the pledge of allegiance!
As these mantras were recited, the token lit up with a layer of light.
In an instant, these six silver-level pharmacists became loyal believers of David Hill.
They closed their eyes for several breaths. When they opened their eyes, they looked at each other and laughed at the same time.
The people arranged around looked a little confused.
Is this an anomaly or not?
"Our brothers are going to make a meritorious service! Let this little brother go. Now we should send back the definite news."
"Yes, yes!"
"The big trade fair in Anshan City is about to start. Let's rush over and take a look. We should be able to catch up with the fine auctions in the middle and later stages."
The six silver-level pharmacists communicated with each other, without saying how they verified it or what kind of accurate information they had received.
But the six of them are already the core force of this team, at least in terms of power.
Therefore, the guards relaxed their vigilance.
Although they are a bit weird, these pharmacists...were weird before!
Calculating it this way...there's nothing wrong with it!
Having just become loyal followers of David Hill, these pharmacists are already preparing to make meritorious deeds. They are people of status, and they feel a little guilty if they do not make more and greater meritorious deeds!
This is the loveliness of the most loyal believers.
There is absolutely no comparison between Anshan City and No. 5 City.
This is a fortress built with unknown materials. From the top to the deep underground bottom, the distance is several kilometers!
In such a space, there are large spaces one after another, each space is only a dozen meters high, and the length and width range from tens to hundreds of meters, or several thousand meters.
There are also various pigeon cage-like residential areas, commercial areas extending in all directions, high-end residential areas...
It has been managed and constructed by humans for thousands of years, and every location here has not been wasted.
Nominally, there are more than 10 million people living here. In fact, doubling this number is not an exaggeration.
Because in the spaces of different sizes here, shrouded in the light of alienated divine plants, there are villages, towns, and cities. Some people in them may have never left a space from birth to death.
This is no joke.
Serfs who lost their freedom really lived and multiplied in a small area for generations.
Like a domesticated animal.
The Anshan City Fair will last for several days, including trading and exchange sessions and auction sessions.
At this time, the upper class people in Anshan City will be as happy as during the holidays.
At this moment, the big trade fair has just been held, and it is still in the period of free trading and exchange.
In the commercial areas of different heights in Anshan City, there are so many people that people of short stature can barely touch the ground.
Of course, any such area must belong to a relatively low-end trading area.
Duolun and the three vampires, who were well prepared, took some of their subordinates to a more advanced area.
There are still a lot of people, but there is no longer the kind of frenzied state that can push people forward.
As the shopkeeper of a slave selling place, it is necessary to look at the area where slaves are sold.
And how could there be more slaves appearing?
War!
In today's foggy world, wars have broken out in many places.
Too many nobles were annihilated in the war, and their slaves became ownerless.
But in this case, the slave cannot be freed.
They will be inherited or sold.
The individual strength of slaves is extremely weak and they are not qualified to become cannon fodder on the battlefield!
Affected by this, and the vast area east of Anshan City turned into a land of light, a large number of serfs and alien slaves were transported from the human world.
Anshan City is the total wholesale place!
"Hahaha... It's Old Doron! Your small ranch can't handle just selling the slaves sold by the mercenary group. Why do you still have the heart to come to such an occasion? Could it be that you want to buy a few exotic maids?
Go back and play?
Then you have to take it easy and don't get too embarrassed." A tall man with a beard said in a deep voice.
This is a very unique person. He is somewhat bald on the top of his head, and his shiny scalp can be seen clearly. Only a little hair is left to barely cover the top of his head.
But his beard is too thick.
If you can move the beard to the bald position, it will definitely be a blessing!
"Hmph! You little thing, I have a very good waist. Ten of them in one night is no big deal! It's not like you, who sleeps with so many girls that your head becomes bald." Old Doron has been a mercenary for half his life, what?
Have you ever heard such vicious language?
So the counterattack is equally powerful.
"You old guy, your mouth is still so bad. What do you want? Slaves of foreign races are strictly investigated, so it is not easy to buy them. I have a group of mature slaves resold by the nobles of the Marne River Valley. They can run a territory quickly. They are definitely pioneers.
The best candidate to be a serf." The stall owner, who had finished laughing, took the initiative to promote the serf.
This is indeed a stall, but it is longer, and the goods are serfs connected by ropes.
If you look carefully, you will see that the distribution of serfs on each rope is very particular.
The most valuable items were of course the beautiful female serfs, followed by the prime-age labor force.
The elderly are the least valuable, except of course those with skills and rich experience.
On each of these ropes, the most outstanding slaves are separated. There are several at the head, middle and tail, and the elderly and children are also caught among them.