After the shock, Feng Wu's first reaction was to hold the little cub in his arms and block the view of others around him.

Feng Wu and Xiong Yingjun were both tall, and attracted a lot of attention in the crowd. Many people were secretly paying attention to them, and naturally saw the scene of the little boy ripening tomato seeds.

Plant-type mutants are extremely rare throughout the empire, and each one is a treasure of the empire.

So far, Feng Wu has not heard of any plant-type mutant going to Sin Star. This little cub is likely to be the first and currently the only one.

Because it is rare, it will attract a lot of attention, and among them there will definitely be people with bad intentions.

The eyes of the people around were filled with greed and calculation. Feng Wuwei blocked these gazes with the little cub, while Xiong Yingjun on the side used all his mental strength to glare at the people around him.

Some people who wanted to move forward paused as they were shocked by the powerful mental force and broke out in cold sweats. They immediately came to their senses and retracted their greedy thoughts.

Lin Anan, whose vision was blocked, didn't understand what was going on and could only look up at Feng Wu, her bright dark eyes full of confusion.

Feng Wu explained in a low voice: "Plant-related abilities are rare. You are still young, so it is inevitable that you will be targeted by someone with ulterior motives."

Lin Anan understood immediately.

His current abilities and mental strength have not fully recovered, so he really has no ability to protect himself. But it's not a big problem. With his current recovery speed, it won't take too long for him to recover to his peak state.

Xiong Yingjun patted his chest and said, "But don't be afraid, little Anzi. With the brothers here, no one will do anything to you."

The little cub whimpered.

Of course not, his brother Wolf is the most powerful king of the wilderness!

The auction was about to begin. The two of them were preparing to leave the trading hall with their child when an old man came towards them.

"Please stay, all three of you!"

Xiong Yingjun stepped forward: "What's the matter?"

The old man was dressed simply, leaning on a cane, and walked with a shaky step. His tone sounded very gentle and approachable: "Excuse me, can you sell me some tomatoes?"

He didn't make the tomatoes grow, nor did he buy the tomato seeds. He couldn't make up his mind, so he went to see Feng Wu: "Boss?"

Feng Wu looked down at the little boy and said, "Anzi, you make the decision."

Lin Anan shook her head: "Yingji."

His superpowers had not yet recovered, and growing a tomato vine had already exhausted his current superpower reserves. The tomatoes had to be kept for 'Old Four' and could not be sold casually.

Seeing this, old man Feng Wuchong said, "I'm sorry, Anzi said he doesn't want to sell it."

After saying that, he walked around the old man and planned to take Lin Anan away.

Xiong Yingjun followed them and suddenly whispered, "Boss, do you think that old man looks familiar?"

Feng Wu also felt that the old man looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him before.

The old man didn't give up yet: "I don't want more, five tomatoes will do!"

Feng Wu didn't stop. The old man was a little anxious: "Two, two! My wife is dying. She used to love eating tomatoes. I want to fulfill her wish before she dies, to make her happy!"

Lin Anan's heart was suddenly touched.

Feeling his clothes being gently pulled, Feng Wu lowered his head and saw the little boy looking at him with a hint of pity in his eyes: "Bingji."

Feng Wu stopped, turned around and nodded to the old man: "Anzi said it's okay."

The old man looked excited and kept saying, "Thank you, thank you!"

Feng Wu picked two big, red tomatoes, and the old man asked, "Can you give me a price?"

Feng Wu looked down at the little cub. After thinking for a moment, Lin Anan stretched out two small tentacles and shook them: "Yingji."

Twenty star coins.

If it were in his original world, if he sold two tomatoes for twenty star coins, he would probably be pelted with rotten eggs and called a black-hearted profiteer.

But the fruits and vegetables in this world seem to be very precious. Charging twenty star coins shouldn't be too outrageous, right?

Lin Anan felt a little guilty and thought that if the old man bargained, he would sell it at a lower price by moving down the stairs.

Although he could not understand the little boy's strange language, when he saw the two tentacles, the old man felt that he understood. After asking Feng Wu for the little boy's newly opened account, he simply transferred the money.

"Ding - your account has been credited with 200,000 star coins."

Two or two hundred thousand?

Lin Anan subconsciously touched his ear, suspecting that his ear was broken.

The old man carefully took the two tomatoes, thanked him again and was about to leave. Seeing this, Lin Anan hurriedly called out to stop him: "Yingjijiji!"

The old man asked, "Do you have anything else to do?"

Lin Anan pointed to the string of zeros on the terminal and tried to explain in a whimpering voice, but she couldn't say anything that others could understand, and she couldn't help feeling anxious.

Feng Wu said for him: "Anzi feels that the star coins were too much."

The old man was stunned for a moment, then he smiled and said, "It's not much. I've lived a miserable life, except for making a little money. And this is a gift for my lover, so I think it's worth it no matter how much money it costs."

Lin Anan was stunned by what he said and missed the opportunity to call the old man. He glanced at the terminal screen, and his little tentacles tapped the screen to count the zeros in his account, thinking that this world was so fucking magical.

When did making money become so easy?

Feng Wu looked at the old man's departing back, a thoughtful look flashed across his golden eyes. He might know who this old man was.

If he remembered correctly, the old man should be named Shang Youyuan, the "former" richest man in the empire.

It is said that after he and his wife both contracted Alpha Syndrome and came to Sin Star, their three children have been fighting over his property. It is nothing short of a farce, and the farce has not yet ended.

Xiong Yingjun smacked his lips and said, "Boss, can you understand what Xiao Anzi is saying?"

Feng Wu shook his head: "No."

Xiong Yingjun became even more curious: "Then how do you know what little Anzi's chirping means?"

Feng Wu just said, "He is very easy to understand." Then he said nothing more, leaving Xiong Yingjun alone with a frown on his face, puzzled.

Feng Wu and Xiong Yingjun arrived at the venue before the auction started.

A special medicine suspected to be for Alpha syndrome was put up for auction, so there were a lot of people at the auction in City C. Even people from other Sin Star Cities traveled long distances to get here.

Everyone knows that this medicine is likely to be ineffective, but some people are still unwilling to give up even a glimmer of hope.

The auction venue was packed, but there were only three copies of the special medicine.

Lin Anan was originally sitting on Feng Wu's shoulders, but later there were too many people and it was too crowded, so Feng Wu held him in his hands to prevent this petite cub from being squeezed into a small pancake by the crowd.

The fourth brother's situation was very bad. Xiong Yingjun and Feng Wu both made up their minds to buy one no matter how many star coins it cost.

The special medicine is the last item to be auctioned. Three items will be auctioned together. The top three bidders from highest to lowest price will get the special medicine.

When Lin Anan heard the words "Alpha special medicine", she was still thinking that this world was really strange. Special medicine would appear at an auction instead of in a hospital.

When the little cub heard everyone's bidding, he was so frightened that his tentacles almost retracted.

Three hundred million, two hundred and eighty million, and two hundred and five hundred million, these were the final transaction prices for the three special-effect medicines.

Feng Wu spent 280 million yuan, and Xiong Yingjun had already muttered countless times: "It's damn expensive."

The high cost is secondary. The main reason is that they know that the medicine is most likely ineffective, but they still have to spend so much money and be deceived.

They are three real grudges.

After the auction, the staff took them to one of the rooms backstage at the auction, where the three buyers of the special medicine met.

As luck would have it, the man who spent 300 million had just met them. He was the rich man who spent 200,000 star coins to buy two tomatoes.

Lin Anan's eyes lit up, and she waved her tentacles at the old man and said hello: "Yingji!"

The old man, Shang Youyuan, smiled and said, "We meet again."

The third buyer was a stranger, tall and with a cold expression. His exposed arms were bulging with muscles and covered with hideous tattoos. He looked very fierce and not to be trifled with.

Before handing them the special medicine, the staff took out three agreements and said, "Please decide whether to sign this agreement first."

Feng Wu quickly scanned the agreement and frowned, "The efficacy of the drug is not guaranteed after taking it. All consequences will be borne by yourself?"

"That's right." The staff member said, "This is the condition given by the person who provided the special medicine."

The third buyer, a tattooed man, asked: "What if I don't sign?"

Staff: "The seller said that he would not sell it without a signature."

Hearing this, Feng Wu and Xiong Yingjun's faces looked a little ugly, but Old Man Shang Youyuan looked calm and was the first to sign the agreement.

——No matter how bad it is, it’s just death.

Feng Wu and the tattooed man finally signed and received the small pill that was not even the size of a fingernail.

Lin Anan, who witnessed the whole process, was shocked and confused, and became even more curious about this strange disease called "Alpha Syndrome".

What kind of disease could cause a drug with no guaranteed effectiveness to be sold at a high price of 300 million?

The staff member put away the agreement and said, "If necessary, the venue can provide free security services and send someone to take you to the designated location."

Feng Wu: “No need.”

The tattooed man also chose to refuse, but Shang Youyuan hesitated for a moment and then accepted the venue's kindness.

Although everyone at the auction just now wore disguise masks provided by the venue, it is still possible that their true identities could be discovered. The special medicine is too precious and special, so it is inevitable that some people would have ulterior motives.

Unlike Feng Wu and the tattooed man, Shang Youyuan is just an elderly man with relatively weak self-protection ability, so he can only choose a safer method.

The fourth brother that Feng Wu mentioned lived in City C. After getting the medicine, Feng Wu and Xiong Yingjun did not stay for long and went straight to the fourth brother's residence.

The fourth brother’s full name is Si Youlin. Like Xiong Yingjun, he is Feng Wu’s adjutant. As soon as Feng Wu confirmed that Alpha had arrived at the Sin Star, Si Youlin and Xiong Jun followed.

No one expected that Si Youlin would be the first among them to face life and death.

When Feng Wu and the other two arrived, Si Youlin was lying on the bed. His face was pale, he was barely breathing, and he was so thin that his cheeks were sunken.

Seeing that the person coming was Feng Wu, Si Youlin struggled to get up from the bed: "Boss..."

Feng Wu stopped him: "Don't move."

Xiong Yingjun hurriedly pressed Si Youlin's shoulders and said, "Oh my god, Lao Si, you are already like this and you still want to move? Just lie still!"

Si Youlin forced a smile. Seeing that they were in a bad mood, he comforted them instead: "It's okay. This day will come sooner or later. I have already prepared myself mentally. You don't have to worry too much about me."

Xiong Yingjun's eyes had already turned red. After hearing what Si Youlin said, the nine-foot strong man could no longer hold back and burst into tears.

"Old Four - Old Four, you have such a cruel heart! How could you bear to abandon me, the eldest and the second oldest like this -!"

Feng Wu's eyebrows jumped when he heard this: "Keep your voice down."

Xiong Yingjun sobbed loudly, and thinking that the fourth child was not feeling well and couldn't bear the noise, he reluctantly stopped crying.

Lin Anan, who was nestled in Feng Wu's palm, felt very confused at this moment.

Why didn't he go to the hospital when he was so sick? Why didn't he have a therapist to treat him? He didn't even have a caregiver.

Feng Wu sat down on the edge of the bed. Taking this opportunity, Lin Anan climbed onto the edge of the bed and secretly stretched out her little tentacle to touch one of Si Youlin's fingers.

——Severe multiple organ failure. If no treatment is given, the patient can only survive for a week at most.

But in the interstellar age, this disease is far from being called a "terminal illness". Even if there is no one with healing abilities around, using a treatment cabin combined with drug treatment, one can slowly recover to a state where he can lead a normal life.

Lin Anan didn't understand why they gave up on treatment and instead chose to believe in a special medicine that cost 280 million star coins and didn't even guarantee its efficacy.

The little brat looks so sad, why does he need a beating?

The physical discomfort made Si Youlin's perception a little dull, so he did not notice the slight soft touch on his fingers.

Feng Wu took out the small pill worth 280 million yuan: "This is a special medicine. It's up to you to decide whether to take it."

"What's the point of deciding?" Si Youlin said with a smile, "Even if this medicine doesn't work, you'll just be waiting to die. Drinking it might give you a glimmer of hope."

Feng Wu lowered his eyelids to hide the surging emotions in his eyes. He clenched his hands at his sides into fists, and his hard nails left several bloody crescent marks on his palms.

——Sad, grief-stricken, angry, yet deeply powerless.