In the Kongji galaxy, a spacecraft carrying Mo Jing was flying through the starry sky.
Black crystals are a specialty of the Kongji galaxy. As a high-quality treasure, black crystals are very useful and are sold to all major galaxies. Therefore, there are spaceships transporting black crystals here all year round.
This spaceship belongs to the Mo family, which is also the largest family in the Kongji galaxy and controls almost 90% of the production of Mo crystal.
"Hey, there's someone."
A yellow-haired guard in charge of surveillance in the bottom cabin saw a person floating in the starry sky with sharp eyes.
"Dead man, leave it alone." A purple-haired guard standing next to him glanced at the man and said nonchalantly when he saw the man lying motionless.
"What does it matter if a dead person has something good with him? It's just a casual thing anyway."
As soon as the guard moved his hand, a black hole opened on the side of the spacecraft, and the huge suction force sucked in the floating man and a pile of starry meteorite garbage.
After filtering by the spacecraft.
The two guards finally saw the man lying in the filter tank.
It was a young man with black hair. The clothes on his body had long been broken. Only a few pieces of inner armor were hanging on his body. His body was as hard as a stone with cold.
"This inner armor seems to be made of Yanjin."
The purple-haired guard knelt down and took a look, his tone a little shocked.
Yanjin is a divine material, and is generally only used when making god-level treasure armor.
"Doesn't that mean that he is wearing divine armor and we have found a treasure?" The yellow-haired guard said excitedly: "Let's see what other good things he has on him."
Those who can wear divine armor are either rich or noble.
Even for a large and wealthy family like the Mo family, it is estimated that only the most direct descendants are qualified to wear divine armor.
The two people quickly checked, but were soon disappointed.
"Damn, you're a pauper, wearing shitty armor." The yellow-haired guard kicked the young man on the ground hard.
They just checked his whole body and found that apart from the broken divine armor, there was not a single hair on his body.
This completely dashed their hopes of making a fortune.
"Throw him out."
The two people, who were excited for nothing, dragged his "corpse" and threw it overboard again.
Suddenly they felt that the corpse in their hands seemed to move.
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Ten minutes later.
In the bottom cabin of the spacecraft, a burly middle-aged man wearing a black silver-lined jacket looked down at the young man on the ground. The young man was still half-dead.
If it weren't for the fact that his subordinates reported that he was wearing a broken divine armor.
Middle-aged people won't come down at all.
Not only is he the captain of this ship, he is also a member of the Mohist family. Although he is not a direct lineage, the Mohist family's power in the Kongji galaxy is so huge and lawless that even a member of the Mohist family's branch still has a very high status.
"It is indeed Yanjin, but Yanjin is extremely strong. What kind of power can destroy a piece of Yanjin inner armor like this." Mo Yinghu's focus was obviously different from that of the two guards.
Even the Yanjin inner armor was damaged like this. Logically speaking, this young man should have become a fan.
But this young man's body was intact and still alive.
Mo Yinghu wouldn't believe this kind of person if he said he had no origin.
He thought for a while and said calmly: "Lock him up with a black crystal lock, imprison him first, and see if he can wake up. Come and report to me after he wakes up."
"Yes, Mr. Deacon."
The Mohist guards responded.
In the blink of an eye, it was already ten days later.
After the spacecraft transported the Black Crystal, it began to return to a planet called Mowei 98. This is a resource star controlled by the Mo family and contains rich Black Crystal minerals.
After the transportation of the ink crystals, the spacecraft was emptied of the ink crystals, but the spacecraft was not empty.
The black crystals in the cargo hold were replaced by a large number of people.
There were tens of thousands of people crammed into the entire cargo hold, with almost no place to stay. Everyone was squeezed in like a group of pigs, their clothes were shabby, and their faces were full of fear and restlessness.
These people are not passengers, but slave miners of the Mo family.
Because of the special characteristics of black crystals, their ores are highly toxic and buried deep underground. No matter whether they are digging or refining the ores, they will be corroded by the black crystal poison. Even the golden elixir cultivation level cannot withstand it. It can take a few years in a short time or a long time in a long time.
If it takes several decades, he will definitely be poisoned and die. Even if a Yuanying monk is infected by ink poison for a long time, even if he survives, he will basically have no chance of cultivating the Tao.
So no matter how high the price is, no one will come to this kind of place.
But this is the biggest industry of the Mohist family, and the foundation of the entire Mohist family is the Mo crystal business.
Therefore, the Mo family will use various means, either openly or secretly, to rob or purchase, accumulate a large number of slaves, and escort them to the resource planet for mining.
Here is the new batch of slaves.
People die every day in the mine, and every time the Black Crystal ship goes back and forth, it will bring back a group of slaves to replenish it.
Among this group of pig-like slave miners, a young man with black hair was squeezed in a corner. Different from the restless mood of other slaves, this young man's eyes were empty, as if he had no focus.
"Hey, what's your name? Were you sold here too?" Next to the young man, a fat man with a round body asked. Although this young man was not fully clothed, his skin was as fair as jade. The fat man's previous background made him
He believed that this young man was of the same kind as him and was not comparable to other dirty and low-grade slaves.
The black-haired young man raised his head and looked at him blankly, without saying a word.
Seeing the empty eyes of this young man, the fat man seemed to have a feeling of sympathy, and sighed to himself: "Damn it. My Yao family is also a small cultivator family, but I accidentally offended a little member of the Mo family.
People are darkened
After all, my family was ruined, and even I was thrown on the slave ship. Brother, you must be the same. I think you have a delicate skin and tender flesh. You must have practiced before. Are you also plotted by the Mohist family? This damn Mohist family, what if?
Fatty found an opportunity..."
Halfway through the words, the fat man suddenly broke down and choked up: "There is no chance. If you enter the Mojing Mine, your life will be decided. Even if you are lucky enough to survive, you will still be a useless person. I am finished, and the Yao family is finished.
If I had known him earlier, what was the fight between me and that Mo family puppy? She was just a prostitute, wow wow."
The fat man howled and slapped his mouth.
The people around him were already depressed, and after being stimulated by the fat man, some people soon yelled, growled, and struggled with each other.
Because they were locked in cultivation, these slaves could only fight each other with fists and kicks like ordinary people.
The hold was a mess.
The Mo family guard monitoring the bottom cabin looked at the picture in the monitoring mirror with a smile, and had no intention of stopping it. Flying in the starry sky is also very boring. There is always some fun in the long journey. Watching these slaves collapse and go crazy is also a way to pass the time.
fun.
As for whether the slaves would die, they didn't care at all. Anyway, if they went to the mines, these slaves would definitely die, but they would die early and later. As long as no more than one-third of the slaves died on the way, the superiors would not care at all.
