Chapter 35 Compound Eyes

  Roko wouldn't believe Hobbes' words; he had just clearly seen Hobbes' facial expression, which was obviously shocked at seeing an unbelievable person.

  Is there someone he knows? The Mafia? An arms dealer? A noble? To be honest, Luo really wants to see the person who can surprise Hoboldi. That way, he can better understand this unfathomable man and take control of the situation instead of being passive like now.

  "Ruo, I advise you to stop scheming. " Hoboldi said with a pretended unhappy face after he had calmed down.

  "Rong let out a loud laugh and said: "I just wanted to see Harald's family and get to know them better!"

  "Believe me, if you try to understand me... you'll die!"

  A sudden surge of cold air instantly invaded Luo's heart, his face turned pale, he knew this was the opening move of the "Harald" in front of him, but he didn't put up any resistance.

  Although there was resentment, but only without violence, yes, that emotion would no longer appear in his heart, because nine years ago, he had been redeemed on this island.

  If she wanted revenge against that man, what did this setback count for? Luo sneered at herself in her heart and soon calmed down.

  He smiled mischievously: "Maybe!"

  Hobbit's eyes widened in surprise, and he sincerely praised: "You're indeed a clever person. Of course, it would be even better if you could get rid of those sinister thoughts!"

  Luo didn't answer the question, his gaze shifted to the front stage and sneered: "The auction is about to begin. The dwarven-forged divine artifact Poseidon's Trident is right in front of you."

  "Hehe"

  The auction hall, on the stage at nearly twelve o'clock in the last second countdown, suddenly lit up.

  A huge red curtain opened, revealing a plump and curvaceous woman in the center. She wore a purple cheongsam dress that exposed her white thighs, with a seductive figure. As soon as she stepped into the light, some of the noble old men below the stage couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

  "How boring!" Luo felt uninterested and let out a yawn.

  Hoboldi nodded in agreement: "That's right, this woman looks like a beauty on the surface, but if you take a closer look at her face, you'll find that there are fine lines around her eyes covered by foundation, and her skin is sagging. Especially under her arms, she used a cheating breast band to make herself appear more upright. The auction house actually uses this kind of ordinary goods with fake breasts and buttocks to host the auction, how boring!"

  Lu on the side listening face can't help but sweat: "You just feel bored because of this?"

  Is this guy's weakness a woman? Or did he intentionally expose it to me? Ruo Si thought, already accustomed to pondering such topics, planning before acting.

  "No, it's okay if a man is hosting. But once this kind of deliberate seduction of men appears, our hormones will be uncontrollably released. There's a saying that goes 'it doesn't matter anyway, better not to see her at all!' Once they see a sexy woman, men in their physiological period always fantasize, but thinking about spending time with this kind of woman makes them feel like it's a waste of time."

  "You've studied it... quite thoroughly." Luo said dully.

  "What? You're not a doctor? Shouldn't you have some basic knowledge of physiology? In this era, whether it's pirates or the Navy, what do they do as soon as they get off the ship? It's either finding women or using alcohol to numb themselves from the hormonal excitement if they don't want to find women."

  Lu's face suddenly turned black: "Who would go and understand such a boring thing."

  "It can't be said like that, everything has two sides. And......" Hobodi revealed a mischievous smile: "Luó, you're 22 this year, right? Boys as young and inexperienced as you should be more interested in mature women's bodies, shouldn't they?"

  Luo's face was as black as coal, and he said expressionlessly: "Enough, let's stop this topic here!"

  "Hmm, the auction goods should be coming soon. But Luo...the only thing that can alleviate a man's troubles is a woman! Remember that."

  Hobodi's face showed a hint of regret, this topic about women was intentionally brought up to disgust Luo, that little rascal, but in fact, it also had the effect of drawing Luo into the realm of women, if he could let this kid become infatuated with the gentle sex, he would be able to better grasp this future Shichibukai.

  But it's clear that Luo is the type of person who is deeply devoted to his own beliefs and won't rest until he achieves his goals, with everything else being secondary.

  Luoyi responded with a lazy attitude, saying: "Got it, Harald's in charge."

  Below, the curtain was pulled up again, and a dozen or so lights converged on the auctioneer, Mrs. Marlinde, who stood at the center of the stage, holding a telephone bug microphone. "Ladies and gentlemen from all over the world, good afternoon! I am today's new host, Marlinde!"

  "Malinda!" The crowd below erupted in a fiery cheer, which was clearly well-rehearsed.

  "Ladies and gentlemen, put your hands together for today's first slave product at 'Human Stability Store'... Please welcome!"

  The curtain opens and two clown-like auctioneers, one holding a chain, lead out a male human.

  "Item number one, enter Taviniel! Age 27, height 185cm, occupation: traveler, special skill: excellent business acumen. If you're a young lady who worships sea-faring adventures, after purchasing him, he can regale you with thrilling tales of his high-seas exploits and fantastical worlds during your leisure time. And if you're a wealthy merchant, his exceptional business talent can help you turn over your treasure trove... This traveler and business genius Taviniel is now up for auction starting at the explosively low price of 450,000! Please raise your paddles, ladies and gentlemen!"

  "500,000!" A middle-aged man with a big belly and a gold chain around his neck raised the sign in his hand.

  Marlene immediately set the tone: "Wow, guest number 85 is bidding 500,000! The traveler Tavinière, with a wealth of experiences in his mind, is now being bid for at 500,000!"

  "5.5 million!"

  "600,000!"

  "630,000!"

  "Seven hundred thousand!"

  The bidding stopped here, and no one called out a price again. In the end, Slave No. 1 Taviniere was auctioned off at a starting price of 450,000 Bellis, and sold for 700,000 Bellis.

  "What a crazy world it is!" Hobodi sighed.

  Luo's mouth corners slightly curled up, sneering: "You regret punishing Dias?"

  Hobbit shook his head: "No, it's just that I didn't expect everyone here to take for granted that the traveler on stage is a commodity rather than a person."

  "Oh? You can still say something so humane?" Luo's words were still probing, and Hoboldi didn't respond. The two seemed to have gotten used to this way of conversing with each other.

  "After two or three minutes, the voice of Malin Dao on the stage spread throughout the auction house again: 'Next is the second slave item, from the Long Hand Clan of the Great Navigation...'"

  "3 million!" Before the introduction was even finished, a man wearing luxurious clothing with long sleeves and holding a bamboo stick in his hands immediately bid.

  The auction hall fell silent instantly.

  No one dared to bid against him, because the usual auction price of the Long Hand Clan was not even close to one million. A direct triple quote was enough to make anyone retreat. Moreover, the auctioneer himself was a member of the Long Hand Clan, and it was obvious that he had come to rescue his own kind. Even if someone managed to win the bid, who could guarantee that they wouldn't be targeted once they left the auction house?

  The second item was sold for as high as 3 million Bellies, and Malinda naturally slammed down the final price with a satisfied tone.

  The third slave was brought out, again a human male, but more robust than the first, Tavinié. He had been an excellent sailor and was sold to an elderly fat woman for 1,050,000 Bellis.

  By the time it got to the fourth item, there was a rustling sound of footsteps behind the curtain on stage, this time seemingly a series of shots at several people.

  When the curtain opened, a total of fifty young men and women in tattered clothes and emaciated bodies walked out, their feet wearing shackles, and their pupils shining brightly under the light looked very eerie.

  If you look closely, you will find that there are fine nets in their eyes, and a faint golden light is shining. If people with extremely good eyesight or those who lean close to their faces to observe them carefully, they will discover many many pyramidal crystalline structures.

  But in their amber-colored eyes, there is now a desperate and hopeless darkness.

  "Those are... compound eyes?"