Who are you arresting?

As members of Caster Island, they signed a seemingly ordinary but completely unequal contract.

The contract clearly states that one can seek spiritual guidance from a female once every two months, but that's all.

This clause is like an insurmountable barrier that completely blocks their dream of having a female.

Their status is not noble, and they are at the bottom of the hierarchy system of Caster Island.

The females on Caster Island are all treated as precious commodities, carefully packaged and waiting to be taken away by the highest bidder.

These low-level service personnel have no chance of getting a female. Even the desire to share a wife with someone else, which is not considered a luxury by others, is out of reach for them.

So at this moment, when they saw Edmund effortlessly possessing a female, they couldn't help but feel envy.

Luca stroked his chin, his eyes full of scrutiny and criticism, and muttered softly:

"This little female of his is quite well-behaved. But most females are spoiled, arrogant and willful. Even the females from Caster Island can't change their temper. It's a pity that she looks too ordinary. If she were prettier, the city lord would definitely like her."

His voice was not loud, but it was like a stone thrown into a lake, causing ripples among the bodyguards around him.

They looked at each other, regret in their eyes.

If they could find a female that satisfied the city lord, their treatment might be improved, and the number of times they could seek sexual intercourse with a female might also increase.

The journey to Caster Island is long, a long journey across the vast universe.

The spaceship they were on was like a tiny mayfly in the vast universe.

The spaceship went through several space jumps and arrived at the planet where Caster Island was located two days later.

It was two days and two nights later when Edmund and Anrita arrived at Caster Island under Luca's leadership.

Along the way, Anita seemed nervous and uneasy. She followed Edmund closely, looking around at the strange and oppressive environment from time to time.

Edmund appeared calm on the surface, but in his heart he was vigilantly observing everything. He knew that stepping onto Caster Island meant entering an unknown world.

At this time, a female auction was taking place on Caster Island.

The lights in the auction hall were bright, and the atmosphere was warm and strange.

The audience was filled with all kinds of males, their eyes flashing with greed and desire, staring closely at the females on display on the stage.

Each female is like a rare treasure, sold by the auctioneer with fancy words and exaggerated gestures.

Just as Anrita and Edmund arrived, Aqir, who had just auctioned the spiritual fruit and received the super inhibitor three days ago, began to feel restless again.

His spiritual sea is like a turbulent ocean. Because it has not been deeply channeled for a long time, tsunamis are surging all year round.

Even if there had been a female before, her mental strength was too low. Not only could she not mark the depths of his spiritual sea, she couldn't even complete deep guidance.

For more than ten years, Aqir has been suffering from the turmoil in his spiritual sea. The pain is like countless needles piercing the depths of his soul, making it difficult for him to fall asleep every night.

I finally found a super strong inhibitor that really works, but after only a few months of use I needed to increase the dosage, and one dose was no longer effective.

Archil had no idea the depressant was addictive.

Long-term use will not only require gradual increases in dosage, but will also lead to severe dependence, after which all other inhibitors except this one will become ineffective.

The lord of Caster Island uses this inhibitor to control countless high-level males to work for him, turning them into puppets in his hands.

As Archer stood backstage monitoring the auction, he felt his mouth dry and the discomfort in his spiritual sea grew stronger.

The discomfort was like an invisible hand tearing at his brain, making his thinking confused.

He frantically searched the storage terminal, only to discover that the inhibitor had run out.

His face turned gloomy in an instant, and there was a hint of panic in his eyes.

He turned around with a gloomy face and went out, calling the person in charge of distributing the inhibitors: "I'm out of inhibitors. Can I get some today?"

His voice was hoarse with anxiety and irritability, and there was an imperceptible tremor.

The person opposite laughed, his laughter full of calculation and condescending arrogance:

"It's only been three days, Aqir. Even if you contributed spiritual fruits, you can't receive inhibitors so frequently. You have to know that developing an inhibitor is very expensive."

Aqier's face darkened and he said in a cold voice, "We agreed before that I would exchange the spiritual fruit for a year's supply of inhibitors. There was no limit on the quantity at that time."

His voice was cold, his tone full of dissatisfaction and anger, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

The other party noticed Aqir's attitude, took a step back and said seriously:

"Listen, Archer, if you want the suppressant, that's fine. I can give you half first, and the other half will only be given to you if you help us capture someone."

Archer's face looked extremely bad. He clenched his fists and veins bulged on his forehead.

I never thought that I would be threatened like this after offering the spiritual fruit.

This is just the beginning, and the other party has put forward many conditions. It is conceivable that in the future, if you want to get the inhibitor, there will be more stringent requirements.

He was very passive in this transaction, like a beast trapped in a trap, struggling but unable to escape.

Aqier's face was gloomy. He suppressed his anger and asked through gritted teeth: "Who are you arresting?"

Although he was filled with resentment and helplessness, he had to compromise temporarily in order to get the inhibitor that could relieve the pain.

The other party whispered, "One of our guests today is a high-ranking male wearing a brown bear mask. I'll send you his location."

As he spoke, Achir's intelligent brain received the location of a person, who was on Caster Island, very close to him.

Aqir put on a plain white faceless mask and a black tight combat suit, then marked Edmund's location on the smart terminal.

Following Edmund's movement trajectory, he walked out of the back office, passed through the deep corridor, and followed the long passage directly to the core area of ​​Caster Island.

Aqir is a tall and strong man with shoulders as broad as a wall and bulging muscles in his arms.

A pair of strong long legs walked across the corridor with steady steps, and the sound of leather shoes hitting the ground could be clearly heard.

With a loud crash, he pushed open the door leading to the auction venue. As soon as he stepped in, he was overwhelmed by the deafening sound waves and the noisy voices. His temples began to throb, and the restlessness in his mind became more and more surging.

His face was gloomy, and the air pressure around him was surprisingly low. He stood at the door and stared at the dark crowd in the venue and the auction table in the distance.

At this moment, a female is being auctioned on the stage.

In today's world where females are scarce and high-level females are rare, this B-level female is a rare and noble existence.

The appearance of the final female pushed the auction to a climax. All the males in the audience were instantly excited. The bidding sounds one after another almost blew the roof off. Countless people tried to take pictures of her to spend a good night with her.

The female in the cage huddled in the center of the stage with a numb expression, a collar around her neck that suppressed her mental power, making her unable to use any strength at all.

The auction is well aware of the fatal attraction of female pheromones to males, especially highly compatible males who are easily induced into a susceptible period. In order to prevent them from misleading the crowd and causing riots, every female is put on a restraint collar and forced to become an ordinary person with no power.

The collar code will only be handed over after the buyer takes the photo, and the victim will be forced to drink the susceptible drug.

Females in the susceptible period completely lose their ability to resist and can only be manipulated by others.