It's exciting to run away [Quick Transmigration]

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There was an endless stream of bidding below, but it started to slow down when it reached more than 8000 star coins.

"Eight thousand and two star coins! Is there a higher price! Look at this boy, pure and cute, he must be very exciting to play with!" The host tried his best to promote Song Heming.

Song Heming narrowed his eyes slightly.

The one who offered this price was the man with fat head and big ears. Looking at Song Heming, he felt that he was bound to win.

Even, he has reached into his pants and moved quickly, so that people can tell what he is doing at a glance.

After a while, transparent slime shot towards the stage.

Song Heming frowned, dodging reflexively.

And the man's actions excited everyone present to a greater extent.

"Eight thousand and five! I pay eight thousand and five!"

"Nine thousand! This is already the highest price!"

The strong man standing next to Song Heming also understood how to make the people below more excited. He reached out and pulled Song Heming's hair.

Song Heming raised his head, revealing his delicate neck, and his Adam's apple rolled, which looked very sexy under the light.

Suddenly, a light came on in a room on the second floor of the auction house.

The host's eyes suddenly lit up: "VIP lights up! The quoted price is [-] star coins!"

The sudden increase in the price made the people on the first floor of the store finally calm down.

It’s just a boy, and spending [-] star coins is not worth it. Even if you get tired of playing and selling your organs, you won’t be able to get back the money at all... The people around looked at each other and went to the second floor in unison. He looked, but only saw a cold door.

"Who on earth is so generous?"

"I don't know. I heard that the person sitting on the second floor is here for the first time."

"Really? No wonder you spent so much money on a boy and lost money."

The host seemed to be afraid that the VIPs on the second floor would regret it, so he quickly settled the deal.

With the master, the attitude of the strong men next to Song Heming was not so inappropriate. They pulled Song Heming up and took him directly to the VIP seats on the second floor, opened the door and pushed Song Heming in.

Song Heming staggered two steps. He stabilized his body and looked up at the man sitting on the seat.

The man is full of momentum.

His long golden hair was tied behind his back, and he wore a mask that completely covered his face. Song Heming couldn't see what he looked like at all. There is nothing to say about his good figure, he looks like a person who exercises regularly.

Behind him were two tall and mighty men.

Song Heming stood in the middle of the room, looking timidly at the man who bought him.

The man said lightly: "Come here."

His voice is also specially processed, and a touch of electronic feeling can be heard from it.

Song Heming trembled slightly when he heard the words, and walked slowly to the man's side.

The man patted his leg.

Song Heming: "..."

Song Heming took a step back in disbelief, and said humiliatedly, "Don't want me to do this! Human trafficking is a crime. I won't submit to you. Just kill me!"

There were tears in his eyes, and his stubborn look made that face even more beautiful.

The man was motionless.

The two men behind him looked at each other, as if they didn't expect Song Heming to be such a person.

Song Heming: "Come on! Do it!"

The man raised his head slightly, without saying a word.

At this moment, the system also returned: "Host! You did not go to the wrong set! This place is an interstellar black market, and many underground transactions that are not protected by law are completed here. Those interstellar pirates took the valuables on the spaceship. Collect all the good-looking men and women on the spaceship and sell them here, and you can get a large commission..."

Halfway through his speech, he paused for a moment and asked, "Host, what's your situation now?"

"This is the benefactor who bought me." Song Heming explained.

system:"……"

Song Heming: "I am strongly condemning this matter, and I swear that I will never give in to him."

System: "???" Host, you are such a person?

Song Heming said: "I want to leave my first time to the crown prince."

System: "...Host, come on."

Song Heming fixed his eyes on the man in front of him.

The man was still very indifferent when he heard Song Heming's words. Although the two bodyguards behind him, although their eyes were always on Song Heming, they would not do anything without the instructions of the masked man.

Song Heming cautiously suggested: "Since you don't do anything, why don't you let me go? I... To tell you the truth, I'm already married, and I love my wife very, very much. This time I took the spaceship to find him. If you If you are willing to let me go, I promise to repay you well in the future."

After listening to Song Heming's words, the man finally gave a little reaction.

He moved his fingers.

The two strong men behind him immediately took a step forward and thrust something into Song Heming's arm.

A slight sharp pain came, Song Heming opened his mouth, and before he could say anything, he fainted to the ground.

The man who had been wearing a mask before stood up, went to Song Heming and squatted down, he reached out and removed the mask, revealing the face that was exactly the same as that of the imperial prince Gu Shaofeng.

Gu Shaofeng narrowed his eyes: "Wife?"

When Song Heming woke up again, it was dark outside the window.

He rubbed his head and couldn't help complaining: "Since I came to this world, I feel like I've been in a coma longer than awake."

System: "There's no other way...the plot is like this."

"Hmm." Song Heming responded and said with a smile, "It's actually quite interesting. After all, it's a world I've never been in. I don't know what will happen next, but it's much more interesting than before."

He said, turning his head to look at the environment he was in at this time.

This is a very simple looking room. Everything in the room is white. Although it is spotless and there is no variegated color, it gives Song Heming an unusually cold feeling.

In addition to the big bed under him, there is a picture frame hanging on the opposite wall, but there is no photo in the picture frame.

At this moment, the door of the room opened silently, and a dozen people entered the room one after another. The thing was placed in front of Song Heming, and the white thing spread out instantly, forming a long table.

One of them walked up to Song Heming and said, "I'm sorry to bother you." After speaking, he spread a white napkin on Song Heming's lap.

The four people carrying the food placed the food in front of Song Heming in order.

"Please use it slowly." After one of them finished speaking, a beautiful woman stood up. She held a piccolo and played it in front of Song Heming.

Song Heming: "..."

Song Heming asked the system: "Have you met the original owner and the masked person before?"

"I don't know." The system said confusedly, "It shouldn't be there, there is no such scene in the script I read..."

Song Heming showed a look of sudden realization.

System: "What's the matter? Host, have you found anything?"

"I discovered a secret." Song Heming said, "That masked man must have a crush on me."

system:"……"

After Song Heming had eaten and drank enough, another man handed Song Heming the mouthwash. Song Heming rinsed his mouth and wiped his mouth again. Then everyone packed up the scene and prepared to evacuate.

Song Heming stopped one of them: "Where's the masked man?"

"Mask man?" The man looked confused, "You mean... sir?"

"Yes." Song Heming nodded.

"Mr. is out for work and will be back in the evening." The man quickly finished speaking and left the room in a hurry.

Song Heming sat in the empty room and sighed: "Oh, I just want to sleep with the crown prince of this world, what if that Mr. What comes back later wants to sleep with me. Although he is also in good shape, it's a pity The only thing is that I can't see the face... If he is willing to show me his face, and he looks better than the crown prince, I will definitely compromise."

system:"……"

However, at night, the masked man did not come back.

It was as if he had forgotten about Song Heming, and he hadn't seen Song Heming again for a few days. Song Heming only ate and slept at home every day. He was idle and bored by himself, and simply played games in this world with great interest.

The games in the interstellar world are many levels higher than the minesweeping system, but most of the content is mecha driving and combat skills, which is also related to the current situation of this world.

Song Heming used the original owner's ID to enter the virtual game world, and was immediately attracted by the No. [-] hot-blooded duel field.He has always been very interested in piloting mechs, and he would not let it go if he had the opportunity to try it.

Song Heming entered the game, chose a mecha, and sat in it.

After all, it was the first contact, and Song Heming didn't know how to control these mechas at all. Fortunately, the system was turned on, and under the guidance of the system, he kept in touch for two or three hours before Song Heming got started.

But the more he played, the more Song Heming discovered that the control method of this game was similar to the mobile game played in the previous world...

And that mobile game also happens to be about fighting insects, and the ultimate goal is to rescue the princess.

Song Heming frowned slightly.

He practiced and then asked, "Is there any connection between this world and the last world?"

System: "No."

"Heh." Song Heming directly compared the mobile game he played before with this world, and said with a smile, "I don't see any difference between the two worlds, but in the game, I rescued the princess, but in this world Just the crown prince."

"This... It stands to reason that the host world where you do tasks is all randomly generated. This should be just a coincidence." The system stammered.

"Really?" Song Heming asked with interest.