After passing through several locked doors, Shen Cang took Bai Mo to their "warehouse".
He skillfully greeted several warehouse guards, took a remote control from their hands, and walked straight to the place where the goods were actually held.
It's actually a huge underground prison.
"This row is the 500,000 district, that one is the 1 million district, and the innermost rooms are the 2 million district." Shen Cang took the initiative to introduce.
"We are lone wolves and don't bargain. In the 500,000 area, each person is 500,000. In the million area, each person is 1 million..."
Upon hearing such a simple and crude quotation, Bai Mo said nothing and just nodded.
"Can I go in and feel the quality?"
"Of course." Shen Cang said with a lewd smile, "As long as you are not doing anything on the spot, it will be fine if you touch them one by one."
Not counting the subsequent sales commission, the five hundred thousand earnest money alone would be 50,000 yuan in Shen Cang's hands. 50,000 yuan, as long as he didn't ask him to raise his buttocks to see the customer and spend a day with the customer. What a bullshit.
What's more, it wasn't him who was touched, he was just responsible for opening the door.
But in a place like Emerald City, where the custom industry is so developed, it is not difficult to find someone to come and see someone for five hundred yuan, not to mention fifty thousand.
Bai Mo looked around and saw that there was a person in each cell. They were both male and female. They all wore a collar around their necks, and they generally looked the same.
Of course, it may also be that the ones that are not good enough are directly taken to the bulk cargo area.
Only those that sell well can be left in the shopping area.
…
"Open this door for me," Bai Mo said, pointing to a cell about ten meters away from him.
"Warehouse No. 5?" Shen Cang asked, stunned.
The reason why I was stunned was that the person in warehouse No. 5 was a man.
He seemed to have been tricked into coming to Emerald City by a high-paying job advertisement. It turned out to be a scam, but he was not good at eloquence and could not produce results. Because he looked pretty fair, he was resold by his boss for 80,000 yuan. To the Lone Wolf gang of human traffickers.
Now the price is 500,000.
"Yes, warehouse No. 5."
"Coming."
Shen Cang used the remote control to open the door of No. 5 warehouse. Apart from a smart collar, the man locked in the warehouse had no other restraint measures and could basically move around freely.
But Shen Cang didn't seem to worry about the other party escaping at all, because this collar had a feature of automatically discharging electricity when the collar was separated from the corresponding cell by more than ten meters.
Moreover, the remote control in your hand can also actively control the collar and instantly discharge the electricity to knock down the resisters.
"Left hand." Bai Mo said to the man in front of him.
"Yes!" He stretched out his left hand as if he was stressed, and glanced at the remote control in Shen Cang's hand with some fear. He probably suffered a lot from it.
Bai Mo put his hand on the other person's hand, and an extremely weak spiritual tentacle stretched into his body.
After carefully examining it for about ten seconds, Bai Mo withdrew his hand.
The power of fighting, three stages!
Bai Mo suddenly recalled that he saw the beginning of "The Fighting Master" many years ago.
This man has the qualifications to practice, and the upper limit is probably level three.
It's not that it's completely impossible to break through after the third level, but the third level is a huge bottleneck for him, and it's extremely difficult to break through again.
Bai Mo's purpose in coming to a place like this was mainly to pick a few tool men to buy and transform, and build a human formation to prepare for the Linghe Autumn outbreak one month later.
This is also the reason for participating in Amethyst Night.
In the last life, his strength alone was not enough. This time, he would go to the upper reaches of the Spirit River and the core of the Spirit Tide in one go to explore more secrets behind the Spirit Son.
It is a rare opportunity to come to the second game of his own world. In addition to the main goal of killing the black sword, Bai Mo also has many side goals that he wants to complete.
For example, exploring the secret of the spirit child, or searching for Sakaski's home planet.
In the last life, the other party exploded too quickly, and Bai Mo didn't have a chance.
…
Without the power of a true immortal, Bai Mo can only roughly sense who has the qualifications to practice, but how good the qualifications are requires personal contact to confirm.
He didn't speak, just shook his head at Shen Cang, turned around and left Warehouse No. 5.
The third level cannot enter his eyes.
"Weird man." Shen Cang looked at the man in front of him, somewhat confused about his purpose.
It's not like he hasn't received Nantong before. How can he just touch his hand and be done with it?
At least give your butt a few pinches.
"Warehouse No. 11."
"OK."
This time it's a woman.
He looks to be in his mid-twenties, with a relatively tall and strong build, about 1.7 meters tall, a little taller than Shen Cang, who is short in stature.
If he let go and had a fair fight, he might be able to chase Shen Cang into a fight.
She looked at Shen Cang, or rather the remote control in Shen Cang's hand, with both dissatisfaction and fear.
"Left hand."
"yes."
She has been observing Bai Mo since he came in.
It should be said that every buyer who comes in to buy human goods will be observed by numerous "goods". It is impossible for them to escape in this cage, but if they can meet a conscientious buyer, they may have a chance. Get out of hell.
But lone wolves also have their own ways of coping.
Every imprisoned person can only answer "yes" or "no" to outsiders, and is not allowed to say any other words on his own initiative. Violators will be electrocuted on the spot.
Bai Mo also put his hand on the other person's hand, and there was no visible change in the face covered by the mask.
"She can."
Also after ten seconds, Bai Mo gave a reply.
According to the qualification evaluation standards compiled by Bai Mo and others in their previous life, this woman's qualifications are level five, which can be regarded as the only one in ten thousand.
If you convert it into the Xianxia style, it is almost Tianlinggen.
There are basically no bottlenecks within the third level. With a little training, there is a good chance of breaking through to the fourth level and the probability of getting a glimpse of the fifth level is more than ten times that of others.
Qualification standards are only divided into levels one to five, and beyond that, it cannot be determined by qualifications and talents alone.
Background, luck, and character are all considerations for moving forward.
Of course, just because you have such qualifications does not mean you will be able to fulfill them.
Like the woman in front of Bai Mo, he had no impression at all.
Bai Mo has an impression of extraordinary beings who came out of the earth and had some status and fame.
In the last life, the other party may have died quietly in a certain sea clan attack.
No matter how good your talent is, it is quietly buried in the loess.
The attack by the Sea Tribe not only took away a group of original human elites and vested interests, but also took away ordinary people who were hundreds of times their number.
Many of these people may have outstanding talents, but due to bad luck, their stories were forced to end in a hurry.
"No. 11, 500,000." Shen Cang silently wrote down the number and price in his notebook.