I produce soldiers every day, starting from the end of the world

"Mao slaves are cheap to deal with and can be used to warm beds and protect people."

"The Tu slave soldiers have emperor-level strength, don't miss it."

Wang Yan walked on the street, listening to shouts from both sides.

Whenever there was a shout, he would take a look.

Not to mention that some slaves were able to penetrate Wang Yan's eyes.

Vulcan.

The largest living planet in the Qiuhu Star Region.

Rules over tens of thousands of planets in this star field.

The strength of this star field has its own way of dividing it.

Vulcan relies on its strength to freely sell slaves plundered from other planets.

No one dares to disobey Vulcan's supreme will.

Anyone who can sell slaves on the planet has a huge power behind them.

Not everyone can rely on strength to be strong.

Wang Yan had sensed that the Soldier Emperor-level slave was equivalent to planet-level strength.

There is a super cosmic-level powerhouse sitting on this planet, which was scanned by the system.

Wang Yan did not launch a war immediately.

Instead, he came to the planet to find out the reality first.

The sale of slaves on the street attracted Wang Yan's attention.

However, he did not have the currency of this world to buy it, so he could only walk on the street and look at it.

"Brother, do you need a slave? I have a goddess-level one."

Just as Wang Yan was looking around, a dull voice sounded beside him.

Wang Yan looked over.

Inside the cage was indeed a famous and beautiful female slave.

It's just that they are all demi-humans.

"what price?".

"You only need one gold ring coin to take away any one."

The boss said with a smile.

However, his laughter was very harsh in Wang Yan's ears.

"A gold ring coin?".

"Brother, this is the cheapest."

"Forget it, I'll look at it later."

Wang Yan wanted to leave after saying that.

"Brother, don't be too busy leaving. Let's discuss it later."

Wang Yan just took a step and was stopped by the person behind him.

Unfortunately, it's not that Wang Yan doesn't want to buy it, but that he really has no money.

Besides, spending money to buy slaves was not his style.

He ignored it and turned around and walked away.

There was a cursing voice coming from behind.

Wang Yan looked back at him, and the man actually stared back.

Wang Yan quietly manifested an assassin from the Temple of Callidus.

"Find an opportunity to kill him."

As someone with countless armies, how could he be so angry?

The assassin nodded and disappeared.

Continuing to stroll down the street, I lost interest at this point.

As long as you capture this planet, these things will be yours.

Turn away from the street where slaves are sold.

Walk through the living area where aircraft are flying all over the sky.

There are all kinds of demi-humans.

But most people wore a collar to prove their status as slaves.

Those with the highest realm have the sub-heavenly father level, but they are also a minority.

Ordinary people cannot buy high-level slaves.

High-level officials have legal constraints on the control of the slave trade.

Walk into a bar.

There are already many Asians sitting here.

Wang Yan walked to the empty seat and sat down.

The waiter handed over a bottle of wine and left.

There are three major entertainment projects on this planet.

Slave ring battle, drinks, and sex service.

Drinks are the cheapest among them and can be afforded by ordinary people.

Most demi-humans chose this place.

Slaves are not eligible to enjoy it, only Vulcan natives can.

Wang Yan's appearance at this time was changed by the shadow energy, imitating a male aborigine.

Drinking low-quality drinks and looking around.

He grabbed a passerby's wallet.

After a few sips that were hard to swallow, I stopped tasting and started planning how to get the information about the super universe-level powerhouse.