CHAPTER 200: CHAPTER 200: AUCTIONING A VIRGIN WOMAN

Lille Camp City, Weapon Workshop.

The Weapon Smith Dante kept his head down, not daring to look at Charles.

"Boss, I swear, the progress is all on schedule. I was just taking a short break to recover my magic value..."

"Hey, want to leave here and work only ten hours a day? You won’t have any days off, but you’ll have top-notch food and medicine."

Lin Yi walked up to the Weapon Smith Dante.

Dante just stared at him, blinking in confusion.

Lin Yi produced a long spear in his hand and handed it to the Weapon Smith.

"You will be able to use a special device specifically for Weapon Smiths to perform your work."

"I can’t, my family..."

"They can come too."

"They are in the adaptation center. Mr. Charles promised me that after I worked for him for two months, he would bring them to the city. I’m almost there..."

"You will be able to make something like this."

Lin Yi interrupted Dante, conjuring a set of "Assassin-2" Power Armor out of thin air.

Everyone in the room was stunned by this technological marvel.

Dante’s eyes widened.

The Military Police officer did the same, carefully approaching.

"Sir, do you mind if I take a look at this thing? And, is it for sale?"

"Feel free to take a look, and it is for sale, but I haven’t decided on the price yet."

In the room, everyone except for Charles carefully studied the stunning armor.

Having received permission, the Weapon Smiths and the Military Police took turns climbing into the armor, manipulating it, and studying it as much as possible under the circumstances.

They were marveled and their imaginations ran wild.

Finally, Lin Yi asked, "So?"

"I am willing, but you have to find my family!"

"Don’t worry, we’ll find your family. Now, Mr. Charles, I believe the terms of our agreement have been fulfilled. Are you satisfied?"

Lin Yi looked at this legal gentleman, seeing his face flushed with anger. Lin Yi simply chuckled and added fuel to the fire.

"If you’re not satisfied, you can try to swindle me again; I can ask for another piece of equipment."

"I’m satisfied!" Charles gritted his teeth.

At this moment, Dante suddenly blurted out.

"Sir, will you also help the other Weapon Smiths? They are basically slaves."

"What are you doing, Dante?!"

Charles’s face suddenly turned pale.

Lin Yi felt a stir in his heart and became interested.

The Military Police officer stopped Charles from speaking, standing in front of him with a stern look to block his fierce gaze at the Weapon Smiths.

"Slaves? As an enforcer, I must go take a look!"

Charles tried to find excuses to brush it aside, but ultimately had to lead the Military Police to the main workshop on the first floor, where twelve Weapon Smiths were laboring diligently.

The working conditions there were extremely poor.

These Weapon Smiths were emaciated, exhausted, and filthy.

"On behalf of the public, gentlemen, and moreover..."

The Military Police officer then launched into a lengthy address.

After questioning these Weapon Smiths, he immediately called for reinforcements, and in a mere five minutes, the entire factory was filled with Military Police and soldiers.

The public also needed Weapon Smiths, and here were twelve of them!

Charles was forced to pay a hefty fine and close the factory.

The public took over all the Weapon Smiths.

Except for Dante...

Afterwards, the Military Police officer Chu Li spoke to Lin Yi.

"Sir, this is my phone number. If you need any help, just give me a call. Also, can we talk about your Power Armor?"

"You know where to find me. Just let the front desk know the time and place for our meeting; I’m going to be very busy today, so let’s chat tomorrow."

"Great!" The Military Police officer was overjoyed, immediately handing Lin Yi a slip of paper.

Lin Yi and Dante were escorted to the hotel.

Lin Yi let the Weapon Smith stay in his suite, as the suite had multiple bedrooms.

After a brief conversation, he learned that the Rube Clan found Dante at the adaptation center.

When they discovered he came from a family of Blacksmiths, they offered him a "great deal."

He would receive a rare skill, become a Professional, and be promoted to the Fifth Level.

He would have to work for two months, afterward his family would receive an apartment and financial support.

They promised him that during those two months, his salary would be sent to his family.

At least that’s what they promised...

The real name of the Weapon Smith is Maurice Moria.

According to the Military Police officer, Moria’s family, along with a group of refugees, had been transferred to the eighth district of the adaptation center.

There was no record in the database about them being transferred to the city.

The taxi driver refused to take him into the adaptation center, so Lin Yi got off at the checkpoint.

The adaptation center was heavily guarded and surrounded by an electrified iron fence.

"Where on earth do they get so much electricity?"

Lin Yi muttered to himself, looking at the fence.

The fence was tens of kilometers long!

There was a small crowd queued at the checkpoint, but the line moved quickly, so it wasn’t long before he reached the "adaptation center."

The so-called adaptation center was, in reality, just a large slum established for those not allowed to live in the city.

Many survivor camps, displaced due to the red zombie invasion, braved the dangers to come to Lille.

What they thought, what they hoped for, was contrary to reality...

Here, devastation, chaos, and hunger are the norm.

As soon as Lin Yi crossed the checkpoint, he was immediately surrounded by a group of girls and women, willing to offer services in exchange for food, a coin, or a food ticket.

However, after being firmly rejected, they withdrew and began waiting for the next target.

Lin Yi quickly left the checkpoint area.

He arrived in Sector One.

Each segment of the adaptation center is separated by electric fences, with soldiers patrolling daily.

To go to other sectors, one must pass through similarly guarded gates.

However, at the gates, they don’t check people’s IDs, as long as you don’t look suspicious, you can go wherever you want.

In the center of Sector One, Lin Yi saw a military truck surrounded by people.

Those on the truck were distributing food, and unfortunately, Lin Yi glimpsed that food...

It was a white jelly-like substance called "edible biomass," distributed in quantities just enough to keep people from starving.

But even so, the food was insufficient, leading to a scuffle breaking out over some food.

The fight was quickly stopped, and the instigators were arrested.

People received food with tickets, each resident receiving one ticket per week.

Every day, six vehicles delivering food arrive at designated areas, and the schedule never changes.

Each sector has at least five such locations.

As Lin Yi moved through this hell on earth, he witnessed many disconcerting scenes.

Violence, murder, corpses lying in the streets...

Sometimes, he saw vehicles moving between sectors, mostly carrying soldiers and military police, and also spotted some so-called "collectors."

Collectors moved through the sectors, collecting bodies, and whoever brought them a body could receive a food ticket as a reward.

He found a marketplace in Sector Five, quite large in scale.

Many things were on sale there, including low-level system armor, weapons, and ammunition.

However, the merchants mainly sold parts, practical items, food, and various other belongings brought by survivors into this camp.

"Melanie, anything interesting?"

"Mostly... junk."

"Hmm? Chen Youyou, you’re here too? Why are you crying?"

"There’s an... auction... selling... virgins..."

"Understood," Lin Yi responded.

Chen Youyou said no more, knowing her boss was no savior...

However, Lin Yi suddenly said, "...Alright, tell me where the auction is."

"Uh, boss! First, go left, then..."

Lin Yi reached there in thirty seconds.

He sighed; Chen Youyou’s "complaint" actually touched his conscience.

Most importantly, Chen Youyou had always worked hard without ever asking for anything...

A large crowd gathered at an outdoor stage in the city center, with nine girls and a young man around twenty standing on it.

Three girls stood to the left of the stage, while the other six cried on the right.

They were all bathed, dressed in clean clothes, with new hairstyles and makeup.

The girls shared two things in common: they were all virgins and very young.

The "wealthy" survivors and their bodyguards sat in the front row, followed by some citizens who had some money and wanted to "reward themselves."

The rest were idle onlookers, for whom a brawl after a drunken night constituted decent night entertainment.

This ragtag crowd didn’t even have chairs to sit on.

"Look at this beauty! Just nineteen, a pure maiden, with a delicate and lovely figure!" the auctioneer proclaimed loudly and clearly.

He walked over to the girl, lifting her chin with the end of his gavel, unabashedly pleased.

"Silky smooth skin. Sure, she might be a bit flat, but look at that figure! The starting bid for this lot is 500 coins."

The bidding began!

The price quickly rose to 800 coins.

Six minutes later, only a gaunt thirty-year-old man and a muscular Professional in second-level gear were still bidding.

"Buddy, let me have this one. I owe you a favor. My kid’s old toy is broken, and he needs a new one soon."

"No way, I’m sick of those cheap deals; this little chick is just my type."

The burly Professional replied, gazing greedily at the crying girl.

"You guys are sick, they’re as flat as a board, I don’t get you."

A loud voice interjected.

Everyone turned their heads to look at the speaker.

Lin Yi slowly walked toward the stage, ignoring the people around him.

"You’re disrupting our auction!" the auctioneer shouted angrily, running toward Lin Yi.

But he was immediately punched, not killed, but knocked unconscious, losing several teeth.

"Who do you think you are?! Are you looking for trouble?!"

The muscular Professional fumed.

His bodyguards all jumped up.

They wondered why security had not intervened.

Then they found the security, only to see them beaten and lying on the ground, in disarray.

With his high attributes, Lin Yi effortlessly and silently took out a few small fries.

He walked up onto the stage, facing the audience...