is the wizard reborn

If he hadn't been bundled into a gray rice dumpling, the werewolf might have gnawed Cen Zhen like a sheep at this very moment, but that doesn't mean that the bad-tempered werewolf would endure it, and his inability to resist the Star Thieves has made him depressed and irritable to this day , Now he is being bullied by a pure humanoid race, so he might as well find a piece of tofu and kill him.

In another bump, he angrily shoved Cen Zhen away with his shoulder, and barked in a very unproficient common language: "White dough with no hair, garbage that can't control the limbs, I only need one punch to hit you, you Crippled, scum... trash, whimsical guy, sell your ass!"

"..." Cen Zhen still had the same paralyzed face that Mount Tai collapsed in front of his eyes, slowly thinking whether this little gray dog ​​has not been taken out by the owner for a long time, and he was so excited that it was a bit Quarrel.

Werewolves are usually masters who can move their hands and never move their mouths. Even if he is really asked to use his mother tongue, he can't swear many words, let alone the language barrier now. Such a long sentence just now has used up all his stored vocabulary, but Who would have thought that the little boy on his body who was relying on him as a leather cushion could act as if he hadn't heard it, didn't say anything, and still went his own way.

"You are so tired of living..."

"Stop arguing, instead of bullying people who are weaker than you here, you might as well save your energy for the slave arena." Before Cen Zhen could speak, a man sitting on the other side of the werewolf spoke first.

It was a young man, without any orcish features, and without neckbands, totems, tattoos and other symbols of special races, he looked more like a purebred human than Cen Zhen.

Cen Zhen caught the key word from his words - Slave Field. Before he felt that the identity of a war slave was a little unclear, and then contacted the Slave Field... He had a feeling that he had clearly skipped school and traveled, but the White Tower Ranking Tournament The ghost lingers, and it feels like chasing him for a sequel.

Although he had done his homework on the slave market before, Lian Yu valued them as ordinary slaves, a very pure business relationship, without these redundant labels and rules.

The werewolf's swearing vocabulary has just been exhausted, and Cen Zhen is deaf again, and the young man happened to say something he was most resistant to, so the werewolf suppressed his anger and followed Cen Zhen.

When the turbulence of the spaceship was over, Cen Zhen straightened up from the werewolf's belly hair, poked his head over and asked the young man, "May I ask what is the slave field?"

Now it's not just the werewolf, all the slaves in the room looked at Cen Zhen with pity or disbelief, as if they were pitying his ignorance, and they seemed to have foreseen his doomed unfortunate ending.

Cen Zhen accepted these gazes very calmly, as if he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with him.The werewolf didn't even bother to pay attention to him, anyway, the other party finally sat up straight, no longer paralyzed on his most vulnerable abdomen like a cerebellar atrophy, knowing whether he knew about the slave field or whether he died quickly had nothing to do with him.

"The Slave Fighting Field is also called the Death Fighting Field." The young man explained to Cen Zhen solemnly, "Hundreds of slaves are fighting in it, never ending. One will survive."

"The fighting here does not refer to simple fights. Every slave battle has a different theme. The last time was a jungle adventure, and the last time was an underwater world. This time... I don't know what it will be. I actually want to live The most important thing is not to fight, but to have a buyer who is willing to buy you." The young man smiled, "So don't be too pessimistic, becoming a war slave is not necessarily a dead end."

"..." Cen Zhen is not pessimistic at all, and does not need consolation. Although the situation is a little out of control, he has not yet fallen into a very critical predicament. At least his invisible terminal has not been discovered, and his most powerful nuclear weapon Lian Yu has remained silent until now, immersed in his new identity as the only one, unable to extricate himself.

There were no guards in the room where the war slaves were held, but the monitors on the surrounding walls were running all the time, closely watching every move of everyone in the room.

The young people seem to be particularly sympathetic to the weak, and they have paid special attention to him since Cen Zhen asked that little white question. The werewolf kept stretching his neck to talk to Cen Zhen through his closed eyes and resting his mind, from the basic life-saving methods to how to attract buyers. Attention, it is like treating Cen Zhen as his own younger brother.

"If there is no mandatory grouping, you will follow me." The young man said seriously: "I will do my best to protect you."

"...Thank you." Cen Zhen didn't know why this young man was so enthusiastic towards him, but thank you was always right.

The two pointed ears on the top of the werewolf's head kept twitching. When he heard the young man's words, he sneered and muttered a wolf language. He probably thought that others couldn't understand, but he didn't expect the young man to be so righteous. He retorted sternly: "I'm very powerful, judging people by their appearance is a big taboo, especially in the slave arena, don't think that a thin person must be weak."

Werewolves seem to hate listening to lectures. They close their eyes and pretend they don't understand. Young people don't know how to keep a line in order to meet each other in the future. They even said a lot in wolf language, probably translating what they just said , and finally caused the werewolf to howl in a broken voice.

Cen Zhen intuitively felt that this young man was unusual, he knew too much about the slave field, he could even be called a treasure, he knew multiple languages, and he was surrounded by a sense of justice that was different from ordinary people, like... a policeman?Or use a vocabulary that is more suitable for the current scene-undercover.

He remembered that Lian Yu said that when he wanted to go to the slave market to pretend, the slave market had already been turned upside down by the interstellar police, maybe it was just this time...

After thinking for a while, Cen Zhen secretly raised his left hand, pointed the back of his hand at the young man's face, pressed the protruding bone on the wrist, and the terminal's camera system was activated, and then he swiped his finger again, and the photo was automatically sent to The top contact, Lian Yu.

The voyage from Whale Star to Lava Star took one day and one night. Perhaps because he knew that the slaves were about to fall into the cruelest hell, the food provided by Luoyun was actually pretty good. The lunch was full of meat and vegetables, and although the rice was raw, it was absolutely generous full.Cen Zhen tasted the chopsticks, it was too salty, to the point where even Yu would die suddenly after taking one bite.

But looking at the others, none of them were as hypocritical as Cen Zhen. The war slaves were so impassioned that they ate and crashed the Crashing Cloud Star Bandit. "I miss my mother/brother/daughter-in-law."

I don't know who said that when a person misses his loved ones so much, that is when he is the loneliest and most wronged.

The young people were also eating their food. Hearing this, he raised his head, and regardless of the presence of the guards, he said to those who cried a few times righteously: "Then you have to work harder to live and go back to see the person you miss. .”

The two guards smiled sarcastically, "Live? Do you want to live after entering the slave ring? Unless you go back to your mother's womb and change your appearance like him."

Cen Zhen was picky eaters silently in the corner by himself, he didn't expect to be drawn to the gaze area for no reason, he didn't speak, and continued to pick and choose the unpalatable food.

Sex and violence are always the favorite topics of star thieves, and one of them said excitedly: "His partner looks good, but we two are unlucky, we can't be divided into sex/slave areas, I heard that the sex/slave guards The brothers have just taken one away to get things done."

He showed a yearning and obscene expression, "I've been looking at the one with long hair, anyway, isn't he a couple with this one here, it's definitely not the first time, you can't raise the price with virginity."

"Then go and ask who is willing to change shifts with you at night."

"how is this possible……"

Cen Zhen picked up a piece of unidentifiable creature's flesh with downcast eyes, feeling extremely disgusted, the young man's face was ashen, worriedly crossed the werewolf and softly comforted Cen Zhen: "Don't take what they say to heart."

The werewolf showed no expression, but he didn't say anything about the young man's delay of his meal.Cen Zhen shook his head towards the young man, indicating that he was in a good state of mind, and when he looked up again, he found that the pity for him in the eyes of the war slaves was even heavier.

In fact, his mood is really stable, and he is even a little curious that if there is really a star thief who has no eyesight to provoke Lian Yu, how miserable the other party will die, and after killing someone, Lian Yu will not do anything and will not stop. Yun took his place, still concealing the cause of death and continuing to pretend to be poor.

No matter which one is good, but this meal is really too bad, Cen Zhen, who has food engraved in half of his genes, doesn't want to bear it anymore.

After the lunch time was over, Lian Yu's reply letter also arrived, the tiny line of words on the inside of the wrist almost blended with Cen Zhen's complexion: Why is it him? ? ? ?

This line is followed by another line: He is very powerful, you just follow him when you enter the slave arena

Lian Yu's personal criticism is very powerful, how powerful is that?

The sentinel seemed to be able to read minds. Cen Zhen didn't answer a single word, and he answered Cen Zhen's doubts by himself: I was caught by him twice in my previous life.

"..." That's really amazing, and Cen Zhen immediately matched this person with a certain character in the novel—the only one who didn't fall in love with the protagonist in the later period, but gave Yaojin and Pan a lot as a senior The boss-level person who guides him looks like a special Zhongyang star who is only 20 years old, but his real age is in his [-]s, Shouhe.

The name Shouhe really wronged him. With his ability, it is not a problem to guard the Atlantic Ocean alone.

After digesting this important information, Cen Zhen pretended to be in a daze, but actually typed a simple 'You? In the past, Lian Yu immediately understood and replied: I am fine, but unfortunately I don't have cards, otherwise I could have a table with the mermaid.

Cen Zhen gradually became familiar with the typing method of this invisible terminal: someone hit you

Lian Yu: My corpse hanger and buttocks will always be guarded by you, anyone who dares to come, I will bite to death

Cen Zhen: Well, I can’t expand your mental space these few days

Lian Yu: It’s okay, I’ve made a note of this grudge, and I’ll find Man Yun to avenge it

Cen Zhen: Is your estrus coming soon?

Lian Yu: There are still a few days left, don't delay

The author has something to say: Listen, the voice of flag~