Chapter 40：

For the next three days, Lance and Earl Weir stayed in harmony.

In three days, Lance also thought about running away. However, high-strength glass is high-strength glass after all. It is not a material like coral bone that looks hard but can actually be brittle. Lance is in a glass box. After searching inside for a long time, he couldn't find a place where he could try to break through.

Earl Vail’s attitude also showed that he was very relieved of this glass box. He had no scruples at all, did not think about taking more protective measures, or directly transporting Lance to another box with higher safety performance, and everything remained the same.

What’s interesting is that although Earl Will no longer has direct contact with Reims, he will go to the glass box every day, separated by a layer of glass, and talk to Reims to himself. It is almost like he is treating Reims as a child. support--

Every night, Earl Will takes out a fairy tale book, telling Lance various fairy tales while telling Lance some things he has experienced before.

Although Lance did not like Earl Well, it is undeniable that the things that Earl Well said can just let Lance see the leopard in his eyes and know what the world is like now. Therefore, every time Earl Well tells a story, Lance They would lie in the nearest place to Earl Well, listening quietly.

And Lance’s move greatly encouraged Earl Well. He told Lance more and more things, and he even forgot that in his eyes, the white mermaid’s IQ was only a ten-year-old child, and he started to talk about it. Tell me how he used to intrigue people over the black market.

Perhaps every successful person likes to share his family history with others, in order to get satisfaction from the envy of others.

Really, too narcissistic.

Lance said so while listening with gusto.

Based on those things mentioned by Count Vail, Lance analyzed it, and the vagueness probably formed a world line:

About fifty years ago, the end of the world began to come.

The landmark’ event was the emergence of sea monsters after the sunspot storm, the sinking of ships at sea, and the rise of sea levels.

After the sea monster incident, the weather on the mainland was abnormal, floods and droughts existed at the same time. A virus broke out among humans. The virus would inactivate human cells. Scientists were helpless, and half of the human population died as a result.

At the same time, affected by solar radiation and other factors, the animals and plants on the earth began to mutate and attacked.

With the increase, the area where humans can survive has been greatly reduced.

Five years later, the drug was researched, the virus disappeared, and the remaining humans gathered to form a survivor alliance.

With the joint efforts of state institutions, the Survivors Alliance barely protected human civilization and society, but it is undeniable that, due to limited resources, human life is simply a heaven and an underground compared to the previous ones.

At present, the alliance is composed of multiple countries, among which scientific research institutions are valued for their huge contributions and are extremely powerful, which can almost influence the implementation of policies;

Among the laboratories, the most famous and contributing laboratory is the Doomsday Laboratory.

The black market is just an illegal place for ordinary people to make transactions.

The leaders of the alliance actually know about the existence of the black market, but for the sake of harmony on the surface of the alliance, everyone keeps one eye open.

All in all, the above background is what Earl Well said in order to brag about himself——

is not that right? As the leader of the black market, Earl Weir is a black and white person who connects the past and the next.

It looks like a male peacock with a crazy screen.

Lance: "..."

narcissism.

Three days later, Earl Well finally had a new trend.

He brought a strong man to Lance, and then several of his men filed in and pushed another transparent glass box.

"This is the legendary mermaid?"

After the strong man saw Lance, he couldn't help muttering to himself, the shock on his face couldn't help.

"Correct."

Earl Weil chuckled softly, "My favorite item."

He tilted his head and asked the strong man: "Old Tang, how much do you think he is worth?"

The brawny man called "Old Tang" seemed to be a friend of Earl Weir. After Earl Weir asked this question, he didn't care about Earl Weir's face, rolled his eyes and said:

"You won't lose money anyway."

Old Tang looked at the mermaid again.

In his impression, Earl Weil would never play with his favorite products before the auction, so this time, even Old Tang felt that something was wrong. He asked the men around him to work quickly, and confirmed to Earl Weil again. :

"You can't do anything with moths, do you?"

Earl Weir smiled without answering.

And in the water tank, Lance looked at the group of people who appeared in the room here, and felt cold. He knew it was finally here.

Earl Vail was still dressed like a dog, with a cane in his hand. He stood by the busy people next to him.

It was completely irrelevant to him. He just gazed at Lance in the glass box tenderly. His blue eyes drowned the individual, but his men were doing the most cruel thing.

It's really too contradictory.

Old Tang was busy directing his subordinates to do things, and suddenly the glass box holding Lance was opened, and a pipe was put in.

Lance was a little anxious. He was spinning back and forth in the small space of the water tank, raising his head from time to time to look at the pipe that was put in.

A blue liquid was slowly poured into the water from the tube. After a while, Lance smelled a familiar smell, and his mouth began to feel bitter and tingling.

They injected anesthetics directly into the water.

After half an hour, Lance had lost all energy. He was lying on the bottom of the glass box, his head groggy, seeing everything hazy, completely involuntary.

After Lance completely sank to the bottom, the water level in the glass box began to drop, and all the water in it was drained out.

Lance was lying in the glass box. He saw that the glass box was completely opened and someone came down, and then took him out.

After the person holding him took him out of the glass box in the apartment, he put Lance into the small glass box prepared earlier.

Then a thick black cloth covered Lance's vision.

Then, the glass box seemed to be moved.

The surrounding voices were also cut off by the black cloth of unknown material. Lance lay on the bottom of the box, barely making sure that he would not fall asleep. He stared at the pitch black above his head and felt like he was staying in a small black room. Suffocated to death.

Only the slight shaking was telling Lance that he was being transferred.

Where is this going?

Lance used his almost stagnant brain to think hard about this question.

Is it going to auction?

What is the auction place like? Will he go for another operation?

very scary……

Lance was shaken in the dark and almost fell asleep. Because of fear, he subconsciously wanted to learn the same as before in the coral bones, scratching the obstacles in front of him and fleeing, but after reaching out and touching the cold and hard glass, Lance Silent.

The cold glass box pulled Lance back from the illusion.

He touched the glass in front of him with his hand, and couldn't help but shift his gaze to his nails——

They were cut neatly.

Lance's mood fell suddenly.

He now lost everything that could protect his body, and he regretted that he went to the sea at the time.

At this moment, Lance was also extremely pregnant

Thinking of the black-tailed mermaid who has been with him.

Where is Winser?

Will Winser worry about him?

I hope Wencer will not be arrested, and I hope Wencer will not do stupid things because of him.

Lance was thinking wildly, because of the effect of the drug, he didn't even know what he was thinking, and there seemed to be hallucinations in front of him.

However, Lance didn't have much time to hurt the spring and sad autumn. The anesthetic took effect, and the drowsy feeling penetrated Lance's senses again.

His eyelids began to become heavier, and his consciousness instantly fell into nothingness. Lance lost consciousness and lay on the bottom of the glass box again.

...

"Next... finale..."

"Deep Ocean... Fairy Tale... Fairy"

"Daughter of the Sea... Sunset Bay..."

...

very noisy.

A huge noise came from all around, and Lance barely opened his eyes and found that he was still lying in the glass box.

This small glass box just fits his body. Inside, he can't even turn over.

Consciousness gradually returned, Lance erected his ear fins weakly and combined the noisy sounds outside into a sentence.

Someone outside is introducing a mermaid with a passionate voice--

White, mermaid.

Oh, I'm talking about him.

Lance thought about the question in a daze.

In the next second, the black cloth covering the small glass box was suddenly pulled away, and Lance was irritated by the strong light shining in and burst into tears, and couldn't help but let out a scream.

When his eyes barely adjusted to the strong light, Lance blinked and looked out.

Accompanied by successive gasps and exclamations, Lance finally saw her surroundings clearly—

He was in a place similar to a stage, and under the stage were all people sitting in the auditorium. The whole venue was decorated like an opera house. I don't know why it turned into an auction.

Below, including the well-dressed "audiences" on the second floor, everyone wears a mask on their faces, even if they can't see their facial features, all this can't hide their high emotions.

When Lance looked ignorantly towards this group of "audiences", the atmosphere of the entire venue was pushed to the ****.

Originally, the "audience" was whispering. After seeing the white mermaid looking at them, the whispers immediately turned into loud shouts, cheers, and even deliberately provocative whistles.

After a while, Lance's face turned black, and he immediately understood where he was, and even more clearly who he was--

Yes, he was really said to "love" his

The scumbag of Earl Well sold it, maybe it's the finale.

At this moment, Lance's wrists were firmly locked by a pile of silver-white handcuffs, and the chain extended from a small opening in the small glass box.

Due to the limitation of this glass box and Lance inhaled a large amount of medicine, he was weakly slumped in the box at this moment.

The white fish tail scales glowed like a pearl under the strong light. After hearing the cheers from the outside, the white mermaid inside curled up slightly, and the gauze-like tail fin was curved and covered the body. His weak expression looked a little distressed and a little shy—

At first glance, it looks harmless and innocent. It's really exactly the same as the little mermaid who should stay in the shell in the fairy tale.

In the doomsday, the dark life makes people miss the beauty of the past more and more.

Who doesn't want to have a beautiful thing?

Even if you buy it back and destroy it immediately, you can get the supreme pleasure.

After the auction house trader saw the white mermaid in the glass box, his expression was sluggish for a second, but the next moment, he immediately remembered his professional requirements and went back to work. Only a faint blush on his cheeks revealed his present moment. Excitement:

"Ladies and gentlemen, this white mermaid is our final cargo. He is the only mermaid we hunted in the entire ocean and caught."

The trader pulled his tie, feeling dry, and didn't expect that one day he would actually auction this species that only exists in fairy tales.

"He is snow-white, 272 meters in length, healthy and handsome."

Following the introduction of the trader, a screen was lowered on the stage, and the various data of Lance's body and different body movements and postures were displayed on the big screen.

Lance raised his head, looked at himself on the big screen in a daze, and couldn't help crying hoarsely.

"As for safety, please rest assured."

The corner of the trader’s mouth was upturned, and said excitedly,

"We have performed an operation on him, smoothed his fangs and claws, and even damaged his throat and poison sac. He is now completely harmless."

The news immediately detonated like a bomb, and the buyers clamored again.

That's right, that's a mermaid.

For those of them in high positions, the more precious things are, the more worthy of collection.

Mermaid is both beautiful and rare, coupled with the potential danger of mermaid, it is more and more mysterious for mermaid.

Cut even more so that they are eager to try the mermaid in pursuit of excitement.

However, as the trader said, this is the only mermaid, and no one knows the species of mermaid.

After hearing the trade talk about the huge cost of capturing this mermaid, the "audience" stopped looking at this potential unknown danger.

If the mermaid was bought back, and it turned out that the operation in the black market had not eliminated all the dangers, and that he had sacrificed his life for playing with a dangerous pet, it would not be worth it.

However, just like all people in high positions like to pursue excitement, life is so boring when there is power and money, why not try something different?

It would be a sense of face and accomplishment if one could raise a beautiful sea spirit that only had one in the world.

This kind of thought made every "audience" present to be tempted by the mermaid, hesitating for a while, and instantly, the white mermaid's worth doubled.

"three million!"

The trader blushed immediately and shouted at the transaction price, "Four million! Are there any more?"

Lance naturally understood what the trader said.

Watching the excitement is completely different from being bought by someone who has never met.

Listening to the rising prices and the more and more explicit eyes below, Lance finally couldn't help it. The anger that had been accumulating before broke out completely. Regardless of the pain in his throat, Lance addressed the audience below. A shrill cry--

The water in the glass box began to vibrate, and the glass surrounding Lance made a "click, click" trembling sound due to resonance. The trader immediately blocked his ears and bent down in pain.

The "audiences" who were close to the stage immediately calmed down and covered their ears, feeling dizzy and vomiting immediately.

The angry scream of the mermaid is indeed the sound of death for humans.

After screaming for a while, Lance couldn't help coughing up a mouthful of blood and stopped screaming.

Sore throat.

After Lance's screaming was over, those "audiences" worth hundreds of millions of dollars slowed down. They immediately looked at the white mermaid and stopped bidding, and the auction room was quiet for a moment.

In the control room, Old Tang watched this scene, he couldn't help frowning, and turned to look at the blond man sitting next to him:

"Vill, what should I do?"

Earl Vale was expressionless:

"The transaction continues."

"Did you deliberately?"

Old Tang frowned, then he seemed to realize it again.

"By the way, they like to die the richest people, this kind of dangerous

The non-lethal mermaid has the most appetite for them. "

As we all know, the rich now play crazy.

It's a pity that this beautiful little fish will not live long after being sold.

Old Tang couldn't help sighing, and then ordered the trader to continue the transaction through his headset.

But, in fact, Earl Vail's hand holding the cane trembled slightly.

For some reason, he regretted it from the beginning. His heart seemed to resonate with the white mermaid. At the moment the white mermaid appeared, regret, annoyance, and fear swept over his heart. He spent a lot of reason. Only to control this excess emotion.

And at the moment when he saw the white mermaid coughing up blood, Earl Vail even had the urge to rush to the stage and **** the mermaid.

No, everything is wrong.

A cold sweat broke out on Earl Weir's forehead, thinking about the thoughts from the moment he saw the mermaid.

He seemed to have an inexplicable preference for the white mermaid from the beginning.

Moreover, the feelings that this equity shouldn't appear on him are affecting all his decisions.

But...what did the white mermaid do wrong?

He really likes that white mermaid.

Earl Weil closed his eyes and picked up the quoter from the side.

After Old Tang gave orders to the trader, he turned his head and saw that Earl Vail had also joined the bidding, his eyes stared like a copper bell:

"Vill, are you crazy?"

"I should have been crazy long ago. When I lost my hands and feet and became an injection."

Half of Count Wil’s face was hidden in the darkness, his eyes looked like a lone wolf.

"I want that mermaid, don't try to stop me."

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