Is the Guide Reborn?

The guards untied the safety belts and the ropes that bound the war slaves’ ankles and replaced them with chains that allowed them to walk in small steps. 

The werewolf had thick skin and flesh, even after being tied up for nearly 24 hours, there were no marks under his fur. However, Cen Zhen was not spared. When the ropes were untied, there were pronounced marks on his ankles, which were sore and painful. 

Shouhe took advantage of the pirates not paying attention and changed his position with the werewolf. “Can you stand? If not, you can lean on me. If your feet are numb, endure the pain and walk around. This way, you can increase your blood circulation.” 

“……” From childhood to adulthood, including the years on Earth, Cen Zhen had never been cared for in such detail by anyone. He looked up at Shouhe with great discomfort, and saw that the young man’s eyes were full of kindness – yes, the kind of kindness from elders to children. 

…That’s right, no matter how young he looks, the man in front of him is still a sixty-year-old interstellar policeman, who is upright and kindhearted in helping the weak and fighting against the strong. Taking care of a twenty-year-old youth like a grandfather taking care of their grandchild makes sense. 

For the long-lived Zhongyang people, thirty-five is considered an adult, and forty-year-olds just graduated from school and entered society. It can be imagined that in Shouhe’s eyes, Cen Zhen is a rebellious elementary school student without a fully developed frontal lobe who only cares about falling in love at an early age. 

There were footsteps outside the room. The ordinary slaves were the first to move. Pan couldn’t help but look inside the war slave room when he passed by. But before he found Cen Zhen, he was pushed by the star pirate behind him and scolded to be humble. 

Due to shallow-water mermaids being extremely precious, to ensure his safety, the sex slave area was set off last and the door was locked. Cen Zhen was a little regretful that he couldn’t see Lian Yu again before leaving the spaceship, but he was surprised to see the high-heeled woman, who others called Sister Hong. 

She stood at the edge of the spaceship exit, one hand folded before her chest, smoking a cigarette in a very decadent manner. The shadow cast by the corner gave her a layer of natural smokey makeup. When Cen Zhen passed by, Sister Hong slowly raised her eyes, did nothing, and just looked at him steadily. 

Cen Zhen returned a glance, Sister Hong met his gaze without dodging, exhaled a wisp of smoke from her big red lips, and seemed to be looking at him, yet not at him. Cen Zhen knew there must be a story behind this woman, perhaps sad or regretful, but he didn’t have the extra curiosity to care about these. He looked forward again, and let the woman who smoked an unknown amount of cigarettes stare steadily at him for a long long time. 

After leaving the spaceship, there was a ship in front of him. Active volcanoes were everywhere on the Lava Star, and only the sea surface was relatively safe. The outside world said that the venue of the Slave Market was an unknown island in the middle of the ocean. Most of the time, this island was hidden under the sea level due to high tides, and only when the Slave Market was open would it be exposed to the sea. 

So even though it was notorious, countless victimized races tried their best to wipe it out. However, no matter the interstellar police, the Justice Army, or the mercenaries, there was nothing they could do about it. 

When the slaves were transferred again, led by a guide who was dressed strangely and wore an exaggerated feather mask, a group of people stepped onto a huge ship, size so large, the end could not be seen at all. Cen Zhen realized that the real venue of the Slave Market was actually on a ship that was almost an island. Or to put it another way, it is a ‘mobile island’ that is more mysterious and flexible than one that is hidden by the rise and fall according to seawater. 

Sellers and buyers move to the upper level of the ship to enjoy delicious food, wine, and beauty, while the trafficked slaves move to the bottom level and continue to be imprisoned in the dark cage. 

But even so, the prison environment in the Slave Market is much better than the cage environment of the Falling Cloud Star Pirates. Three people are placed in each cell, with a bed, a toilet, and a water pipe for a simple shower. The soundproofing quality is excellent, and with a computer, it is simply a university dormitory in another sense. 

In addition to Cen Zhen, the other two people imprisoned in this room happened to be the Werewolf and Shouhe. Shouhe was very relieved to find that he could continue to take care of the child who he found eyes-affaining. The Werewolf was so angry that he squatted in the corner for a long time without saying a word when he saw that the bastard human who took advantage of him was still there. 

As soon as he landed, Cen Zhen immediately sent a message to Lian Yu with his location. Lian Yu did not reply, but Shouhe came over and forced the Werewolf and Cen Zhen to make peace, saying they were all grasshoppers in the same boat and must think of a way to live together. 

“You are the grasshopper.” The Werewolf who lacks understanding of the common language howls angrily. Cen Zhen gave him the name Coco. He originally wanted to call him Chocolate, but because Coco was easier to pronounce, he adopted this name in the end. The pronunciation of the Werewolf’s name in his native language was too weird, Cen Zhen could not learn it. It is mysterious how Shouhe was built to gain the ability to say such weird pronunciation this good. 

Lunch was still grand. It was said that the Slave Market never skimped on food for war slaves, because the upper-level buyers wanted to see energetic and powerful battles, not a few skinny slaves scratching each other. The treatment of sex slaves is at the other extreme. The food is very limited. Many of them are even restricted in their diet before entering the market. They drink water, eat liquid food, and bathe with scented water. If possible, they even hope that their excrement can be fragranced. 

Before Cen Zhen finished eating, three people wearing feather masks came standing outside the prison. The staff of the Slave Market seemed to all be dressed like this. The two standing in the back held a stack of papers and a box. The one standing in the front looked down at the people in the prison and made a mechanical voice unlike a normal person: “Can you read?” 

Werewolf Coco rolled his eyes. Cen Zhen remained silent as usual. Shouhe stepped forward, with a completely protective attitude, “Yes.” 

The masked man holding the paper handed over a piece of paper, and his voice was as weird as before: “Tomorrow’s slave fighting arena theme and instructions, any violation will result in immediate death.” 

The masked man holding the box also stepped forward: “Draw an identity card.” 

The Werewolf asked in surprise: “Identity card?” Cen Zhen was also curious. Although Shouhe explained that each session of the Slave Arena has a corresponding theme, could it be that each slave has a corresponding identity? Role-playing game? 

Theme: Anatomy Research Center 

The setting of the theme, in summary, is that in order to create superhumans, a certain doctor established a research institute on a hidden island and illegally detained hundreds of people. He manipulated their genes and genetic materials unlawfully and unethically. After some time, the doctor opened all the cell doors and released restraints. The prisoners who were mentally abnormal due to long-term drug injections immediately began to kill each other. The whole island instantly became a hell on earth. In the end, only one person was left alive, and that was the superhuman that the doctor wanted. 

“… An ubiquitous science fiction background.” Cen Zhen commented. The Werewolf obviously had poor access to entertainment and had never seen a science fiction movie. Shouhe was stunned when he read the content of the paper. He’s millimeters away from cursing this doctor as scum, waste, and garbage. 

Cen Zhen lowered his head to check the ID card in his palm. The identity number had been printed on his arm by the masked man with an invisible potion. According to Shouhe, the cameras throughout the slave fighting arena will automatically recognize these numbers. Buyers can view the identity information of the slaves through the display screen and choose to buy or spend money to add some special requirements. Once the war slaves have behaviors that do not match their identities, the system of the slave fighting arena will immediately punish or kill them according to the information associated with the number. 

——Before being captured by the research center, you were a hacker. In the real world, your physical fitness is very poor because all you ever consume is cola and fried chicken every day, but in the online world, you are a well-deserved emperor. 

Features: After the research center is connected to the Internet, all electronic technology products are open to you 

Restrictions: All weapons are prohibited during the battle (not even a pen) 

Cen Zhen: “…” Isn’t this role tailor-made for Lian Yu? Why is he the one who gets it? … Weapons are prohibited, why fight? Just tell him to stay put for death on the spot. 

The Werewolf Coco was still arrogant and refused to ally with Shouhe and Cen Zhen, but the key was that he didn’t know the common language. He looked left and right with his identity card and finally had to bite the bullet and let Shouhe translate it for him. 

Although he hated this guy who always lectured him and was overly optimistic, Coco had an inexplicable trust that Shouhe would never lie to him. 

“–Before being captured by the research center, you were a doctor, working hard every day, but you were always complained about by patients because of your poor medical skills, but you didn’t care about it. The recovery of patients was more important to you than anything else…if they could recover under your care. 

Features: Has your personal medical kit at the beginning 

Restrictions: The medical kit must be with you at all times.” 

“Hmm…” Shouhe handed back the ID card, “I don’t think this medical kit is a good thing, maybe it’s big and heavy.” The Werewolf put the card in his pocket indifferently, “I’m strong.” 

Then Shouhe introduced his identity: “–Before being captured by the research center, you were a prostitute. In a life where you can make money by lying down, you gradually become a useless person who can only open your legs. 

Features: In a place with a bed, you can make one and only one request to anyone, and the other party is not allowed to refuse (except self-harm) 

Restrictions: Must have physical contact with more than one person at all times. ” 

Cen Zhen fell back into deep silence. Shouhe thought he was nervous, but in fact, Cen Zhen was doubting whether he was infected by Lian Yu. After listening to everyone’s identity card, he actually felt that the theme of this Slave Arena was quite interesting. It was a pity that Lian Yu was not here. The Sentinel would definitely feel that he had missed out big time. 

At night, Lian Yu’s reply finally came through late. He first explained why he lost his trace during the day. It was because as soon as he got on the boat, two buyers took a fancy to him simultaneously, and competed for him. The price was raised nonstoppingly and they argued for an entire afternoon. Finally, the one with more money bought him. 

After the purchase, the rich man thought he was too dirty, so he first took him for a bath. He wanted him to be obedient in bed, so he used the soft approach and took him to the top of the boat to feed him a good meal then went to enjoy the sea view. 

After dark, the atmosphere was almost ready and it was time to enjoy it. The rich man happily took him to the room, but before the door was closed shut, Lian Yu neatly took care of him, stripped him naked, tied him up, and stuffed him into the closet. 

Even if he racked his brain to death, the rich man probably still couldn’t figure out why the chip switch didn’t work, and this damn long-haired little slave was still this agile, beating him like a grandson. 

Original Author’s Note: 

Brother Zhen: Lian Yu’s ID card–Before being captured by the research center, you were an actor with superb acting skills 

Catfish: ? ? ?