Luo Fan didn't know when he would ever get used to such an environment.
Perhaps in a few hundred years?
A few thousand, tens of thousands of years?
Or perhaps, after countless epochs, once he attained immortality?
Or maybe, before he could ever adapt, this kind of environment would already be changed.
But right now, even if he couldn't get used to it, he had to force himself to.
The universe was a place where the weak were prey to the strong.
The greater environment would not change just because of someone like him.
At this moment, in the eyes of great figures, or even in the eyes of some of the stronger slaves—he was less than an ant.
The only thing he could do was adapt to this environment himself.
After adjusting his mindset, Luo Fan followed the data Dumpling had collected and analyzed, and found a relatively powerful slave merchant.
In the area where Luo Fan stood, there were many powerful auras.
The owners of these auras were at least "powerhouses" of the Star level.
At least, from Luo Fan's perspective, that was the case.
But these so-called "powerhouses" were all slaves.
Standing before Luo Fan were eighteen slaves.
From Star-level First Rank to Ninth Rank, there was one warrior and one spiritual force user for each level.
Very soon, the representative Dumpling had contacted for Luo Fan came running over.
It was a green-skinned man, with no ears, a very large nose, and three eyes.
"You must be Mr. Luo Fan, right?"
"Allow me to introduce myself. I am Pacha, the person in charge here."
"Would you like me to give you an introduction?"
Luo Fan heard this and spoke directly.
"Tell me the prices for your star-level warriors."
Pacha didn't hesitate in the slightest and immediately listed the prices for both star-level warriors and spiritual force users.
A first-rank star-level warrior cost only one million Black Dragon coins.
Yes.. just one million.
Such a figure, who could dominate on Earth, wasn't worth more than a single cup of Bibo Marrow that Luo Fan normally drank.
A fourth-rank star-level warrior cost twenty million.
A seventh-rank cost five hundred million, the eighth-rank went for two billion, and the ninth-rank was priced at five billion.
As for spiritual force users, their price was triple that of warriors of the same rank.
"I want to buy some star-level warriors and spiritual force users," Luo Fan said.
"Do you also have any from other races?"
The eighteen slaves standing before him all had purple skin, each more than three meters tall, looking very much like Thanos.
Just one glance at them on Earth would immediately scream "alien."
This time, Luo Fan intended to buy some slaves that more closely resembled humans.
When Pacha heard his words, his eyes immediately lit up.
"Yes, yes! We have slaves from many different races here."
"Mr. Luo, please, come inside!"
After speaking, Pacha respectfully walked ahead to guide Luo Fan, leading him into a reception room.
Inside, Pacha operated a device in the room.
The next moment, a series of projections appeared before Luo Fan.
"Honored guest, this is the catalog of all our star-level slaves," Pacha explained.
"All of the races you see projected here are available with us."
Luo Fan looked at the various human-like figures before him.
Many of them were from strange and unusual races.
The sheer number was overwhelming, if he were to inspect them one by one, it would take far too much time.
"Recommend me a few slaves whose appearance is closer to my own race," Luo Fan instructed.
"No problem!" Pacha replied, quickly manipulating his wrist-brain.
The selection in front of Luo Fan was immediately narrowed down to just over a dozen races.
Among them was the Heimeng Clan, the same type of slave Luo Feng had purchased in the original story.
But Luo Fan's eyes landed on another group, one that looked even more similar to Earth humans, or more precisely, closer to the East Asian (yellow-skinned) type.
"I'll take these, the Guanghua Clan," Luo Fan decided.
"Give me five ninth-rank star-level warriors and five ninth-rank spiritual force users."
"How much would that be then?" Luo Fan asked.
Pacha's eyes lit up instantly.
A high-level deal!
Seeing the slave trader's excitement, Luo Fan spoke calmly:
"You have only one chance to quote me a price. If I'm not satisfied, I'll go straight to someone else."
Pacha froze, suddenly nervous.
His mind raced, frantically calculating costs and profits.
Before long, he finally gave a number:
"Mr. Luo, the price I can offer you is 92.6 billion."
After stating it, he was visibly tense.
Luo Fan had Dumpling run the calculations, then gave a decisive nod.
"Alright. That price works. Draft the contract."
Pacha's face broke into a delighted grin, and he hurriedly drew up the contract.
"Among them, I want four females, two warriors and two spiritual force users," Luo Fan added as he signed.
"Of course! No problem at all!" Pacha replied eagerly.
In no time, both parties had finalized and signed the contract.
Luo Fan first paid a 30% deposit.
After that, Pacha brought out some food and drinks for Luo Fan, asking him to wait for a while. Then he left to fetch the slaves Luo Fan had purchased.
Before long, Pacha returned with ten Guanghua Clan slaves.
Six men and four women, every one of them strikingly attractive.
Their appearance was almost identical to the Chinese of Earth, except that their eyes glowed yellow.
Aside from that detail, there was no difference at all.
Each one radiated a powerful aura.
Judging by their presence alone, they were tens of thousands of times stronger than Luo Fan.
Just as Luo Fan thought the binding procedure would begin, another group of ten people walked in behind Pacha.
They too were from the Guanghua Clan.
"Mr. Luo Fan, these ten Star-level First Rank Guanghua slaves are a gift," Pacha said with a smile.
"They all have strong practical and domestic skills. They can help you manage various chores."
Luo Fan didn't refuse the offer.
After all, they were free.
"Next, please stand here. The entire process will take a little while," Pacha said, pointing to a spot in front of the twenty Guanghua Clan slaves.
The ten Star-level Ninth Rank slaves stood in the front row.
The ten gifted Star-level First Rank slaves stood behind them.
Taking advantage of the moment, Luo Fan immediately created a new mission:
[Mission: Acquire ten Star-level First Rank and ten Star-level Ninth Rank slaves.
Reward: Twenty C5-grade combat robots.]
Beep!
As soon as the sound echoed, the gazes of the twenty Guanghua Clan slaves went dull and lifeless.
Pacha, while operating the machine, held another device aimed at Luo Fan to collect his information.
A few minutes later, the eyes of the twenty Guanghua Clan slaves lit up again.
They bowed in unison, saluting Luo Fan respectfully.
"Greetings, Master!"
Pacha then approached, carrying a machine and several microchips.
"Mr. Luo, these are the control chips for the slaves," Pacha explained. "The detailed instructions are stored in this information card."
Luo Fan nodded, signaling Dumpling to initiate the transfer.
Moments later, Pacha received confirmation of the payment.
"Thank you for your patronage, Mr. Luo. Should you ever need anything related to slaves, please come directly to me."
He handed Luo Fan a business card with a respectful smile.
Luo Fan accepted it with a nod, then departed with his twenty new slaves.
Afterward, he went to purchase a cargo spaceship.
After all, one hundred thousand tons of Violet Dew took up about one hundred fifty thousand cubic meters of space—far beyond the capacity of his current ship.
[Mission: Acquire a B9-grade cargo spaceship. Reward: A C5-grade cargo spaceship.]
Without making any more stops, Luo Fan headed straight for the ship docking port.
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