Chapter 1692: Chapter 1690: Special Item
External Sac Warehouse
Slaves that are not sold within the designated ti are moved to the warehouse due to booth limitations, where their prices are relatively reduced, but not below 50% of the original price.
If no one buys them even at half price, they are specially dealt with after a year.
Yet the Empress found that this Ghoul had been dining and living for free in the External Sac Warehouse for two entire years.
Sha Kezar had a completely different attitude towards the managent of nests, absolutely not allowing any issues within the order,
It was precisely because everything proceeded according to a stable order that the slave market grew into the largest area of the Shaen Slave Capital.
"Ketal! I need you to give a detailed explanation. What’s going on here?"
The Chief of the External Sac Warehouse - Ketal
A Shaen exceeding six ters tall, with his body wrapped in a heavy black shell, knelt directly before the Empress.
"What’s the matter, Your Majesty?"
"I just found out about a Ghoul slave numbered ’#S-0102’ that has been in the warehouse for over two years, still alive and without any handling to date.
What’s going on?"
The mont the number and the word Ghoul were ntioned, the Chief imdiately recalled a special presence in the warehouse.
"Your Majesty, please let
explain! This Ghoul indeed stayed in the warehouse for two years, exceeding the market’s preset storage ti... Yet, he didn’t violate any rules.
According to the market’s storage thod for ’Special Level-S’ slaves.
If transferred from the Treasure Sac to the External Sac Warehouse, the price is reduced to 50% of the original, followed by a one-year sale.
If still unsold, the Special Level slave can choose from three handling thods.
1. Continue to reduce the price to 30%, and if it remains unsold within a month, it’s directly executed,
2. Beco a free Parasitic Body for employees, working for the market for a hundred years to regain freedom,
3. Cut off so food and energy supplies, sealed within the sac to self-destruct.
This guy chose the third option.
During his one year of confinent, he didn’t intake any food or nutrients.
Not only was the usual madness for ’feeding’ absent in this Ghoul, but there was no movent during the lockdown, no extraneous actions for the entire year."
"A year without any material intake? How is that possible?"
Not only the Empress, but even Han Dong and Sally were utterly amazed.
However, compared to the shock,
Han Dong wanted more to et this specially tagged Ghoul... A sudden string of bizarre events imdiately piqued Han Dong’s curiosity.
"May I see this Ghoul alone?"
"Of course, you may."
The warehouse chief could tell Han Dong was a Guest of the Empress, quickly standing up to lead the way.
They arrived at the darkest depths of the warehouse area, where several closed-off giant sacs were installed.
"That Ghoul is confined in the innermost sac containnt room."
"What’s the Ghoul’s na?"
The warehouse chief explained:
"Slaves here don’t have nas, as they mostly serve as ’Parasitic Bodies’... Their consciousness is wholly replaced by the Host, nas are utterly aningless and could even cause an aversion among buyers."
"Alright, I’ll go take a look."
Signaling Sally and the Empress to wait outside.
Han Dong took a prison key resembling an insect limb and squeezed alone into the sac interior.
Before his eyes.
A Ghoul, resembling a withered corpse, leaned sitting against the wall,
arms and legs were bound by a highly resilient kind of insect tentacles... Seemingly to restrict movent, though this Ghoul wouldn’t exhibit any superfluous actions to waste energy, even Han Dong’s arrival didn’t trigger any response.
He maintained a position for a long ti to ensure the minimum energy consumption.
"Definitely a Ghoul!"
Han Dong, an expert on Ghouls, could identify the type at a glance.
Yet in certain ways, he was entirely different from Ghouls Han Dong had seen, even during the journey across the Zothique Continent, a similar existence couldn’t be found.
He lacked the innate ’feeding’ desire of Ghouls,
After so observation,
The Demon Eye also spied out the essence of this Ghoul, and why he, a lowly variety of Ghoul, would be deed ’Special Level’ by the market.
’What level of "Body Control" is this? Who is this guy?’
In the transparency of the Demon Eye.
The Ghoul, seemingly like a desiccated corpse, was subtly adjusting every piece of flesh on his body, ensuring the least energy consumption... Even the muscle groups affected by breathing were restricted to an optimal state.
"Hey! Do you want freedom?"
When Han Dong uttered this question,
The other party imdiately utilized minimal shoulder and neck muscles to slowly lift his head, making a simple nodding gesture.
In the next second.
Han Dong extended his right index finger before him.
Pressed out a drop of pure blood from his right hand.
Drip!
As the blood touched the surface of the Ghoul’s lips,
Sizzle!
It seed like an electric current exploded within his brain.
re intake of one drop of blood replenished his body with energy, more frighteningly, this single drop of fresh blood even stimulated other cells within his body to differentiate and regenerate.
Visibly,
Patches of fresh flesh quickly replaced the aged skin and at.
Although overall still ’thin’, it was a completely different concept from the previous withered corpse.
"If the gentleman can take
away and grant
freedom of consciousness, I am willing to do anything."
"How did you learn this ’Body Control’?
Among my friends, only the Seventh Elent can achieve such intricate muscle control... While you may not match him in strength, your precise control over your body is nearly identical."
"I was born able to freely control my body, even my desire for feeding can be restrained."
"Born with it? Interesting.
With such talent, you should be nurtured extensively, right? How did you get caught by the insect species?"
"The environnt I was born in wasn’t as ideal as the gentleman imagines.
In my view, there are many unhealthy habits in the tribe that hinder body developnt, like the ’Mixed Food Banquet’, ’Gnawing Competition’, and so on.
I often suppressed my feeding desires, selecting food beneficial to my body developnt for targeted consumption.
Because of this, I was gradually ostracized as an outcast... Eventually, I chose to leave the tribe and beca a lone demon. Ended up encountering the swarms during a journey and ended up in this predicant."
"Not bad, you’re now under my charge... What’s your na?"
"When I renounced my tribe, I gave up the na they bestowed upon . I call myself ’Corpse Nation’."
"Then from now on, you’ll be called Bang.
Later, there might be a big opportunity, if you can seize it, I will make sure you’re well trained afterward."
"Thank you, Sir."
Han Dong directly stated to the Empress, imdiately acquiring the slave rights of this Ghoul.
As Han Dong seed ready to leave, the Empress still inquired with so concern:
"Mr. Nicholas, are you heading to the Hero’s Cathedral now?"
"Yes... The remaining matters need not concern the Empress, I will et the City Lord properly."
As Han Dong pulled Sally along, he also waved, urging Bang to follow promptly.
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