“……” What’s going on? At this critical moment of life and death, Cen Zhen still has the mind to cheat with a wild man in the Slave Arena? Pan felt that there must be a misunderstanding. After all, Lian Yu is in the middle of heat, or the susceptible period. Any subtle emotions would be infinitely magnified. Normal harmless jealousy in other times could evolve into a strong desire to rape, loot, murder, and arson during these two days.
Lian Yu cried sadly and aggrieved, his voice was very light, but big tears kept falling. He lowered his head and his shoulders trembled. He kept wiping the tears with his hands, but he couldn’t wipe them clean.
“He doesn’t want me anymore… Well,” he hiccuped a little, “I might as well go die…”
Pan was soft-hearted to begin with, and this time he was really heartbroken by his crying. Even though he knew that this was a Sentinel in heat and nothing he said or did counted, he was still flustered by Lian Yu.
“How is it possible? Cen Zhen is now…” Pan looked at the floating screen that stood alone in front of Lian Yu, “Cen Zhen is fighting in the Slave Arena right now.”
“I live for him.” Lian Yu said, tears pouring like pearls from a broken string, “How can he leave me.”
“How could he not want you!” Pan comforted helplessly as he grabbed a soft towel to wipe Lian Yu’s face. Seeing Lian Yu’s tears soaking the entire towel, he almost went crazy: “Where can I find a suitable Guide pheromone for you in this place!”
Suddenly, Pan realized something, clicked on Cen Zhen’s information on the screen, and said to himself anxiously: “Buy him, buy Cen Zhen… How can I buy him? How do I operate this?!”
After touching the display screen, Pan reached for Lian Yu’s invisible terminal. He saw with his own eyes that Lian Yu communicated with Cen Zhen through his wrist, but before he could touch Lian Yu’s skin, the Sentinel dodged him and threw him off the bed in the next second.
“Stay away from me!” Lian Yu shouted fiercely, his gray-green eyes were full of murderous intent as if he would snap the Guide’s throat the next moment. After shouting this, he sniffed again, his aggrieved look reappeared, and transparent tears flowed out of his eyes. Lian Yu sat back on the bed, hugged his knees with both hands and sobbed.
Pan, whose spine was almost broken on the floor: “……”
What kind of hell is this?
*
After hearing the suicide declaration like statement, “I hate you”, Cen Zhen realized that Lian Yu had completely fallen into heat’s madness and could no longer communicate.
He reluctantly picked the medical kit back up, “I have a very bad feeling… If you see a man with long light golden hair, that’s my lover who was sold as a sex slave. Turn around and run, the faster the better.”
“Huh?” The werewolf didn’t understand what was going on. He bared his teeth at the malicious lizard man hiding in the shadow of the container room, and then quickly followed Cen Zhen, “Your lover? Why?”
“Don’t worry about why, just run if you don’t want to die.”
The werewolf narrowed his eyes suspiciously. He never took things he didn’t understand to heart. After fighting off several war slaves who were looking for death, Cen Zhen’s warning was completely forgotten.
Without Lian Yu’s guidance and help, Cen Zhen could only move forward with intuition and the rough map in his hand. They inevitably took a detour. Especially since the werewolf had this extremely conspicuous medical box in his hand, the two of them were like a moving sign along the way. As if there was a loudspeaker broadcasting above their heads: I am here! But also because of their eye-catching appearance, many war slaves felt timid. Just like the empty city plan (1), they were afraid of the absolute strength they might have, so they did not dare to act easily.
Soon, just when Cen Zhen and the werewolf stepped into the border of the Red-light District, an hour passed, and the mechanical sound appeared on time, broadcasting-
The remaining number of participants are 261;
The masked killers have entered the Slave Arena, representing the sacred Lord to punish those cowards who had not yet stained their hands with blood;
The new round’s prohibited areas are: Beach, Hospital, and Zoo.
The Red-light District occupies the smallest area of all areas, and containers are tightly squeezed together. The room size is also smaller than that of the Residential Area and Hospital. In this detail, it is unexpectedly in line with the situation in real society.
This place is not listed as a prohibited area, nor is it separated from other restricted areas. Almost everyone has a separate room, and most people consciously choose to stay indoors.
The further Cen Zhen walked inwards, the tighter his brows frowned. The smell of blood in the air was too light, and the road was also clean, proving that most of the war slaves in the Red-light District had not killed anyone. This did not mean that the people here were of high quality and strong sense of morality, and would rather sacrifice themselves than take the lives of others, but instead signified they were just waiting for the right time.
Now, with the masked killers in the slave city coming out in full force, the final deadline has finally arrived. Cen Zhen is sure that in order to avoid being hunted by the killers, a fierce melee will soon break out here, and they really came at the wrong time.
The container where prostitute No. 9 is located is not difficult to find. Cen Zhen knocked on the door. After sensing the Sentinel pheromones that burst out instantly in the room, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart knowing they were still there.
“Yao Jin, Shou He, I’m Cen Zhen.”
After a short half-second of silence, a burst of hurried footsteps came from the container. Shou He and Yao Jin held hands and opened the door. Seeing that the person coming was indeed Cen Zhen, Shou He showed an old father’s expression of “My home-raised pig is really capable” (2) and was very pleased that Cen Zhen was able to cross half of the Slave Arena and came here unharmed.
Yao Jin on the other side was full of surprise, with a half-open mouth, so shocked that he couldn’t speak. His constricted pupils scanned Cen Zhen from hair to shoe tip three times, and then quickly pulled him and the strange wolf behind him into the door.
At the same time, the werewolf was also full of questions. How did Cen Zhen know that Shou He was here? The Red-light District can be guessed by the identity card, but he clearly went directly in the direction of prostitute No. 9 as soon as he entered the area. How did he do that?
……This guide is really unfathomable.
“Why are you here? Are you a slave too?” Yao Jin instantly asked a million questions: “Where is Lian Yu? Have you seen Pan? Has he returned to the Special Star safely?”
“Pan is with Lian Yu, very safe.” Cen Zhen said, “But Lian Yu is not in good condition, he is in heat, I need to get to him as soon as possible.”
“Where are they?!”
“……” Cen Zhen did not answer but just looked at Yao Jin’s eyes silently. The latter instantly understood what he meant. They were under the surveillance of the slave city at all times. Cen Zhen is hinting that it is inconvenient to reveal the location of Lian Yu and Pan.
“Do you know each other?” Shou He was surprised. He suddenly remembered what Yao Jin said earlier, that someone made a special request and appointed him to come to screw prostitute No. 9.
Sentinel and Guide are not common races. The fact that Cen Zhen, Lian Yu, and Pan, three “Guides” broke into the Falling Cloud Star Pirates one after another was already a suspicious coincidence. Now, a random person in the Slave Arena turned out to be a Sentinel. In addition, Yao Jin and Cen Zhen knew each other, and they were even very familiar with each other…
Shou He said in a deep voice to Cen Zhen: “Is he one of yours?”
“He?” Yao Jin was puzzled, but Cen Zhen understood instantly: “Yes, it’s Lian Yu.”
The werewolf consciously withdrew from the conversation that’s like a game of charades in the common language. Yao Jin was even more suspicious: “Who is Lian Yu???”
“……” Shou He slightly widened his eyes, suspicion and caution flashed in his eyes, and Cen Zhen did not wait for him to digest the conversation between the two, and immediately dropped a heavy bomb: “Shou He, your pupils are not black, right?”
Shouhe’s expression changed completely because it was impossible for anyone to know this secret. The eyes of the Zhongyang people are all gold, which is a symbol of their race, but how did Cen Zhen find out? Did his undercover identity get exposed? Which link went wrong?
After a moment of shock, Shouhe calmed down quickly. He did not let go of Yao Jin’s hand, and his eyes were frankly facing Cen Zhen. The identities of each other are not important. What is important is whether their goals are the same. The intuition of the Zhongyang people is usually accurate. At first sight, Shouhe has a high natural favorability towards Cen Zhen. The newly met Yao Jin also looks very suitable in his eyes. He believes that they will be his ally.
Of course, the most important factor is Shou He’s military strength as a Zhongyang. In the face of absolutely overwhelming strength, even if he did misjudge this once in a thousand years, he is confident that he can kill the two Sentinel and the Guide in an instant.
Cen Zhen once asked Lian Yu how he was caught by Shou He and thrown into prison. He thought he would hear a thrilling police and bandit drama, but Lian Yu replied concisely: “To catch a Sentinel, there is no ‘how’ for the Zhongyang people.”
“Hmm?”
“Sentinels’ physique is really nothing in the universe. Our most special advantage is the five senses. This means that I am just a baby with sharp eyes, ears, and nose in front of him. Have you ever seen a bear-like strong man needing to use his brain to beat a baby?”
Cen Zhen pointed out Shou He’s eye color because he wanted to tell him everything. He need to end this slave war and be with Lian Yu as soon as possible, so he hoped to gain Shou He’s trust and get his help.
He was about to say something else, but the noise outside the door grew louder and louder, to the point where it affected the conversation inside the room. Various languages were mixed together, either trembling and low, or crazy and high. The sounds of body collisions and fast-running footsteps were the most obvious.
Yao Jin frowned and looked at the wall, and suddenly said: “The killer is coming.”
Before he finished speaking, there were heart-wrenching screams outside the door. One of them directly hit the container where they were. The sound of blood splashing was particularly clear, followed by blood flowing into the container from the crack of the door…
The lifeless body lay on the ground, but the murderer did not leave immediately. Instead, a mechanical voice came through the wall: “Red-light District No. 9, three slaves who have not completed the task have been detected.”
“Which of you didn’t kill anyone?” Shouhe turned around and asked. The werewolf shook his head first, and the answer was revealed instantly.
He said again: “There is a bed here, I can ask the killer not to attack me.” This means he is safe.
“My identity’s feature is that as long as there is a third person present, the killer will not attack me.” Yao Jin said, meaning that he is relatively safe.
Cen Zhen: “……”
Cen Zhen: “I see.”
Original Author’s Note:
Brother Zhen: I am the only one who needs to die
Translator’s Note
- Empty City Plan: a well-known Chinese idiom, it is a military strategy using reverse psychology to deceive the enemy into thinking that an empty location is full of traps and ambushes, and therefore induce the enemy to retreat. It is listed as the 32nd of the Thirty-Six Stratagems
- Home-raised pig: Chinese slang used by parents describing their son (ps. daughters are fresh cabbage. When young adults date, people say one family’s pig stole another family’s carefully grown fresh cabbage)
