Slaves, Flying Motorcycle

The man being held was extremely thin, as if he had suffered from malnutrition for a long time. His lips were cracked, his skin pale, and besides the deep fear in his eyes, there was an even deeper exhaustion.

His frail body was clutched in Sun Er's hand, making him look like a thin stalk of hemp that might snap at any moment.

"Cough, cough, cough. My lords, spare me! I meant no harm, truly, I meant no harm. I only came to trade some food with you. The woman and I moved here from Base City a month ago. Our food is gone, our weapons are damaged, and our remaining energy is insufficient. With only basic Exoskeleton Armor, we can't deal with the zombies leaving the city, so we've been waiting for explorers, hoping to trade for the food we need."

The man was thrown to the ground and coughed violently several times, his face flushed red from choking. But he had no time to catch his breath. He hurriedly stood up and explained in terror.

"Heh. In the wilderness, anyone who spies on another person's trade is considered a thief. You've been hiding nearby since our trade began. Save that horse manure for the heavens."

Sun Er disdainfully pulled a semicircular metal ring from his waist. Without giving the man any chance to resist, he forcibly put it around his neck. With one hand holding it in place, he took a bracelet from his waist with the other and lightly pressed a button. The ring instantly closed, fitting tightly against the man's neck without the slightest gap.

"Spare me! Please, spare me! Don't make me a slave! I have a woman nearby..."

As the ring closed, the terror on the man's face grew a hundredfold. Mucus and tears streamed down his face, while urine ran down his lower body. His voice turned shrill as he begged for mercy without stopping.

"I deserve to die! I shouldn't have waited nearby for your trade! Even if I starved to death, I shouldn't have appeared near your trading spot! I deserve to die! I deserve to die! I know I was wrong! Spare me, please, spare me!"

The man's body trembled uncontrollably. His howls were filled with the terror of someone facing a devil, making Sun Er frown in disgust. He abruptly pressed a button on the bracelet. Electricity surged through the ring, and the man's entire body instantly stiffened. His hair stood on end, and he fell straight to the ground.

"Finally, some peace and quiet."

Sun Er dug at his ear, looking rather impatient. He then tugged at the man lying on the ground like a dead dog and snorted. "A lowly vagrant thinks he's worthy of bargaining with me."

"You shouldn't have used a Slavery Collar. It won't be convenient for us to take a slave back to Base City."

The woman behind him frowned and walked over to Sun Er. Looking at the man on the ground, she couldn't help speaking to him.

"..."

Inside the Gold Shop, Li Yang watched the scene on the screen with a frown. Every move Sun Er made had been captured clearly. When he saw the man he had caught being shocked unconscious by the metal ring around his neck, his brows drew even tighter.

This world has order, but it seems neither peaceful nor friendly. Perhaps human lives aren't worth much.

Or rather, the lives of people with low status aren't worth much.

Li Yang stared intently at the man who kept using violence. An uncontrollable feeling rose in his heart— even if the other man killed this one, it seemed nothing would happen to him.

His wariness rose another notch. He reminded himself that this world was a barren, savage Apocalyptic World where morality had collapsed.

"Hey, buddy. This Slavery Collar is the lowest-grade model, but it's safe and reliable. I'll give it to you along with this newly captured slave. Let's use him as a token of goodwill and become friends, how about it?"

As Li Yang remained on guard, the man's voice came through the controller again. Li Yang frowned slightly.

"My name is Sun Er. I live in the Outer City of Base City Number Three. I hope we can make more trades in the future, such as..."

On the screen, the man faced the drone's camera. The viciousness he had shown toward the man he enslaved was gone, replaced by a thoroughly amiable expression. He pointed at the backpack on the woman beside him. "Like this can of uncontaminated canned food. If we get the chance, we'd be delighted to trade more food like this with you."

After the man finished speaking, silence came from the drone's loudspeaker.

A moment later, Li Yang's voice sounded from the drone again.

"There's nothing wrong with the matter of the slave. I can also provide the food he needs. Tie the bracelet to the drone, then leave. As for future trades, we'll meet again if fate allows."

Li Yang spoke calmly into the controller. Hearing him, the man on the screen stiffened, then hurriedly smiled and nodded again and again. Under Li Yang's watch, he quickly wrote a note with pen and paper and held it out toward the drone.

"This is my communication number. If you ever need us in the future, we'll do everything in our power to help."

With a smile on his face, the man held the note and placed it on the rooftop. He then tied the collar-control bracelet to the drone. Immediately afterward, he extended his right hand, revealing a small watch, and lightly pressed a button on its side with his left hand.

"Bzzzz..."

The sound of a second drone hovering came from outside the iron door. Li Yang thought for a moment, then first controlled the original drone to return automatically. He stood up and retrieved the second drone, opened the cloth bundle tied to it, and found a new test tube containing a potion.

Body Correction Potion!

"Shh..."

Li Yang looked at the potion, his eyes shifting slightly. Just then, a sound tore through the air from the first controller. He turned his head and raised his brows in surprise. In the video transmitted by the first drone, a motorcycle flew through the air and came to a steady stop beside the rooftop where the man and woman had just conducted their trade. The next moment, the man and woman nimbly climbed onto the motorcycle and swiftly left the area under Li Yang's gaze.

"A Flying Motorcycle? This world doesn't just have biotechnology—even its other technologies are this advanced?"

Li Yang hurriedly turned the camera around and watched in shock as the motorcycle sped away through the air. He couldn't help muttering excitedly to himself.

The more advanced this world's technology was, the more he could earn from it!

Genetic Potion, Flying Motorcycle...

In just a short while, Li Yang had already glimpsed what this world looked like after its veil was lifted.

"Phew~"

Only after the other figures disappeared from the high-definition camera did Li Yang finally relax. He couldn't help shifting his gaze to the potion in his hand, then to the potion on the glass cabinet beside him.

"That man was so agile. Could it be because of the potion?"

So, should he take these two potions now?

"It can correct and cure ninety-nine percent of physical defects and minor ailments, while increasing reaction speed by thirty percent..."

Li Yang examined the two potions one by one, his brows moving slightly. He then looked toward the first drone as it slowly flew back. Tied to it was a bracelet resembling a fitness tracker.