The level 8 civilization free port is quite frighteningly prosperous. Not to mention other things, the queue of spaceships waiting to enter the port at the outer space dock alone can be tens of thousands of kilometers long.

Kelulu's orchid-star ship obviously had some kind of special identification code. She didn't even bother queuing, and flew directly to the planet. After a while, she entered the atmosphere, slowed down, and arrived in the middle of a giant building with a height of 700 floors. Here

, with a beautiful semi-enclosed landing pad, she slowed down slightly and stopped the spacecraft.

When the three of them left the spacecraft, six or seven of them were already panting and ran to the tarmac. The first person wiped a handful of sweat, crawled on the ground, and said loudly: "Ba Yulang welcomes the eldest lady!"

"Get up." Kelulu said, without looking at anyone else, and walked directly inside.

Feng Xingchen pursed his lips. These second-generation officials really liked to show off, so he despised them. He was a little behind and pretended to be a follower.

This guy is very realistic. He doesn't want to walk side by side with Kolulu for the sake of fame. He just wants to get benefits.

The six or seven people followed quickly. Before they could say anything, Kelulu had already made clear his intention: "I need the best battleship slaves. As for the number, I will wait until you see it. I'm warning you, you are not allowed to hide anything."

Bayu Lang secretly cursed, I hide my secrets from anyone, and I will not hide my secrets from you. This is your own business, so there is no need to hide your secrets? He quickly said: "Don't worry, young lady. I just sent a gift the day before yesterday."

A batch of top quality goods. If the young lady needs them, you can take them all away."

While talking, several people walked into a beautiful living room. Kelulu sat down on the sofa, waved her hand, pointed at Feng Xingchen and said: "I don't need so many people. Send him the list and let him choose.

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Bayu Lang glanced at Feng Xingchen, and with his sharp eyesight, he didn't even know what race he was. However, Ke Lulu spoke, and even with a hundred courages, he didn't dare to show any disrespect, and quickly sent a file to Feng Xingchen.

Carry it in your mind.

Youyou immediately took over the translation and displayed it in Feng Xingchen's multi-functional goggles.

Youyou is getting smarter and smarter, and knows that at this time, she cannot reveal words other than Granny, so as not to cause trouble.

Feng Xingchen nodded slightly, took out a pair of wide goggles, put them on, and started browsing.

This pair of multi-functional goggles comes with the purchase of a level nine yacht. The effect is pretty good and the personnel list is clearly displayed.

At a casual glance, Feng Xingchen was surprised.

The first few lines actually read clearly: Thirteenth-level peak spiritual master Qiao Silin, thirteenth-level mid-level spiritual master Wade, and thirteen-level mid-level spiritual master Demi. Three strings of gilded text.

Behind the three mental spiritual masters are Lu Qizheng, the thirteenth-level peak physical arts master, Luo Mei, the thirteenth-level advanced physical arts master, and Che Hao, the thirteenth-level junior physical arts master.

Under the list of these masters, there are more than a dozen names such as Adeli, Gong Wanli, Gai Li, Fran, Euler, Hu Qi and other top twelfth-level masters with balanced dual systems.

The people behind this group appear to be slightly worse, but they are at least level 12 peak superpower masters and their physical arts practitioners.

However, don’t be misled by the words “Level 12”.

How can these slaves be compared to the personnel of the Duis Holy Arbitration Institute? At least, they are all relatively strong dual-systems, although they are not balanced dual-systems, and they are also tenth-level spiritual power possessors. At the same time, they are all

I have spent many years on level nine battleships. Among them, there are also level nine qualified power maintainers, mechanical maintainers, mecha maintainers, weapons manufacturers, metal synthesizers, field medical officers, communications officers, data analysts, and adjutants.

, ninth-level starship pilot, etc.

At the same time, these people are all the elites among the elites. Each of them is the best choice for their mecha accomplishments, fighter piloting skills, combat experience, etc.

He sighed secretly, this is called foundation! Such a strong person is actually a slave!

The method for an eighth-level civilization to control slaves is still to hide detonating signal trackers within the body. Of course, such tracking technology, safety factor, and detonation power cannot be compared to that of a fifth-level civilization.

At the same time, as slaves, they generally have to undergo special training for three to five years to completely brainwash these people and turn them into super thugs who unconditionally carry out their master's orders. In terms of loyalty, it is even different!

He was dazzled and had no idea who to choose. Finally, under Yuyou's suggestion, he selected 109 of the best people.

He sent the list to Kelulu's optical brain and made a gentle gesture.

Kelulu understood and asked: "What is the normal price for these 109 people?"

Bayu Lang was startled and said quickly: "As long as the eldest lady can respect it, I can just take it away. How dare I ask for money?"

Kelulu obviously didn't know that this was her family's business, and waved slightly: "Thank you for your kindness. These slaves will not enter my family for the time being, so this is my lady's secret. How can you not pay?"

Bayu Lang, a standard profiteer, was secretly surprised when he heard this. At the same time, he also understood that he had to make a quotation. To put it bluntly, the money would be hush money.

After a brief weighing, Ba Yulang smiled and said: "In that case, please pay for 4 tons of red boring!"

Feng Xingchen's heart skipped a beat. Four tons of red boring machines were equivalent to 24 million level eight credits per capita. Talents were indeed expensive.

However, he can still pay this amount of money. Anyway, Kolulu pays the bill.

He quickly transferred the money and said with a smile: "Your Excellency, Bayu Lang, the Lanxing Yacht is the eldest lady's ship and cannot be used to carry slaves. Please send everyone to the Lingzuo Star and hand them over to a man named in the No. 2 Dockyard.

Rihuang’s people. This is his communication band.”

Bayu Lang said respectfully: "No problem. The spaceship is guaranteed to depart in half an hour and arrive at the destination in one hour."

"Excuse me, Your Excellency."

Coming out of the living room, Kelulu couldn't hold it in anymore and asked strangely: "You asked them to send away the slaves. Does that mean you don't want to go back?"

"Why are you going back? It's hard to come to the eighth-level free port, just to replenish some things, how can you come back empty-handed?"

Kelulu pursed her lips: "What can I buy?"

"It's strange. Logically speaking, it is a woman's nature to go shopping. Why don't you want to?"

"It's not that I'm unwilling, there really aren't any good things on Qianshui Planet. If you have a chance, I'll take you shopping on the ninth-level civilization capital star. That's paradise."

"..." Feng Xingchen smacked his lips, finally suppressing the urge to curse, and smiled bitterly, "Forget it if you don't want to go shopping. You go back to Lingzuo Star first. I will go back by myself tomorrow."
Chapter completed!