Tentacles burst forth—one tentacle, two tentacles, ten tentacles, a hundred tentacles—the entire room was filled with tentacles.
You can insult fish, but please don't insult tentacles!
[Please, didn't you watch the marine life science documentary? Octopuses aren't fish, they're mollusks!]
When did you sneak off to peek at the aquarium again?
[Is it the new TV in the hotel? Oh my god, it must be an 80-inch TV, it's huge!]
[That's an exaggeration! It's only about the length of a newly grown tentacle; that 80-inch TV is nowhere near as big as an old tentacle like ours!]
[An old tentacle? Am I that old? The death of the previous tentacle brought me new life; I'm just a 360-month-old baby!]
[Please, a 360-month-old baby is already 30 years old! That's considered quite old in the tentacle world. Haven't you seen the wrinkles on your own tentacles? Thirty-year-old nasolabial folds and age spots!]
[Damn it, that's just because I've been soaking in the bath too much these past few days, my skin is a little wrinkled! Don't insult tentacles like that!]
Is "please" just a common phrase in online communication?
The hundreds of tentacles were chattering away, severely affecting Kraken's eating. He lay down on the sofa and retracted his tentacles.
"Strange, the tentacles seem to have grown even longer lately!"
Krakens have long lifespans, but this particular Kraken doesn't seem to be very intelligent.
They traded their intelligence for good looks.
Qin Yiyi sighed: "Didn't you count how much you've eaten these past few days? All the food you've eaten is low-pollution fruit platter, and you've also eaten a lot of my zero-pollution enhancement food. The more you eat and the better you eat, the more tentacles you'll grow!"
The fruit in these fruit platters isn't actually that good. There aren't many fruits on each platter. For example, this apple, if sliced and arranged on the plate, would take up at least two-thirds of the platter. Then there's a third of a pear, and two grapes are added to complete the fruit platter.
This is not something ordinary people can afford in the wasteland. Fruit orchards in the wasteland are exclusively for nobles. Of course, commoners and laborers can also buy it, but the price is prohibitive. Besides, even if it weren't for the price, very few people struggling to make ends meet would buy it.
Because this thin plate of fruit is worth a gold coin, and one gold coin could buy so much low-pollution rice that it could feed a family of several people, while a plate of fruit is barely enough to feed one person.
Kraken let out a burp; he really had acid reflux. He impatiently used his tentacles to soothe himself, and said he would be fine in a moment.
[Poor, valiant and extraordinary hands have been reduced to doing this! Helping someone soothe their throat!]
"So what? I even patted his back!"
【I even washed his feet!】
"Of course! He only ever comes to us with his problems! We told him to talk to Miss Yiyi and ask for more food, but he wouldn't even do it! It's infuriating! He thinks he can just rely on his own mouth to eat and doesn't care about the rest of his tentacles!"
I really look down on this Kraken; it takes all the good fortune but shares the bad!
[Is it really okay for a new tentacle user to talk about their main body like this?]
Please, what's so great about the main body? Half of Kraken's territory is under our control!
The Kraken shuddered in the mental world, and a giant Kraken opened its eyes on the azure sea. The other tentacles retracted, leaving only a few steady tentacles that were nearly a hundred years old floating on the surface.
With just over 100,000 gold coins in her pocket, Qin Yiyi felt she had made a fortune in Storm City this time. However, she felt she had done right by the auctioneers. Although the items she auctioned this time had the same attributes as the items she sold to the flamingos to increase their favorability, the duration of the amplification was greatly increased. For example, one item that restored health only lasted for 10 minutes, while the other lasted for 100 minutes, so their value was naturally different.
However, the price for the first auction was indeed too high. It's possible that the price will only be half of what it was in the next few auctions. But that's okay, since she doesn't see the item as having any cost.
After purchasing some rare, large machines at the auction, the territory became severely understaffed.
Qin Yiyi decided to go to the slave market to buy a batch of slaves. To be honest, she would definitely choose to buy slaves from the nearest market. However, the slave market had different prices. The slaves in Storm City looked much taller and bigger than those in Chaos City. She was very satisfied with their physiques for working.
This time, a cargo team will be dispatched directly to her territory, escorted by a mercenary team, so it's not a big deal.
"Ninety percent of the slaves in the slave market are orcs. Only the four pillars of the empire and a few powerful cities have specialized markets for orcs! Of course, prisoners of war slaves are not included in this category!"
The slave market that sells Imperial Orcs separately usually consists of people who have committed serious crimes, are imprisoned, and are dragged out for people to watch and buy.
"We'll recommend whatever you like. We have people who are really good at their jobs, and of course, we also have people who are good at serving others. It all depends on your preference!"
Qin Yiyi chuckled, "That's quite humane."
"Then I need to... wait, who was that little boy who was just dragged in?" He looks familiar. Isn't that the little boy who led the way?
When she saw him, he was still working hard to make a living and earn money. How could he have been dragged into the slave market in just one day?
The manager looked up and gestured, and someone went in and pulled the little boy out.
"He got into trouble. He was beaten at the Hans Auction House. He was covered in blood, his hand was broken, and his leg was broken. I didn't want to take his case because it would be a waste of medical supplies, but his two children gave me all their savings, more than ten silver coins, begging me to treat him!"
The people below trembled, thinking they had been caught doing something wrong, and pulled out a dozen or so silver coins.
The manager turned a blind eye.
"The job's done, so take the money. If he went out for treatment, this amount of money would only give him three days to live at most. But if we treat him here, at least his hands and legs can be saved. However, he'll be a slave from now on, he'll have to be sold into servitude. The contract has been signed, right?"
"Yes, yes, the steward is kind, the contract has definitely been signed."
Qin Yiyi took out a few gold coins and played with them in her hand.
“Tell the two younger ones in their family that if they are willing to become my slaves, I will use a treatment chamber to save their older brother’s life, so that he won’t be crippled when he comes out.”
Those below were stunned for a moment, but the manager immediately understood.
"Hurry up and tell his two little ones to come over and kneel down. Are their worthless lives even worth a few gold coins for using the healing pod? They've met a benefactor!"
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