Page 398

```

You must understand that in today’s post-cataclysm human society, where order has collapsed and society is unstable, only strength is the sole truth.

With the technology weapons of human legions designed for large-scale warfare, their strength is not much inferior to that of many powerful mutated creatures.

As for the human trafficking black market,

after the cataclysm, many of the once-underground trades have had their shackles loosened once again,

though not openly conducted before everyone’s eyes, they have brazenly expanded in secret.

Many of these illicit industries have already spread to the Siberia Plains.

However, Sander no longer harbored his former cynicism; to him, the human market was the best avenue for acquiring living strength.

In the black market, human lives, regardless of gender, were incredibly cheap,

because in times of chaos, the life of an ordinary person was the least valuable thing.

The human trafficking market of Siberia was located in a remote small city.

When Sander and a group of Inuit people arrived there in a military off-road vehicle, they saw many people coming and going from this city.

Among these people, except for an extremely small number who wore masks to hide their identities, the vast majority were openly engaged in human trading.

Included were desperate couples, barely getting by, selling their own children.

There were gamblers who had lost money, negotiating with traffickers to sell their reasonably attractive wives.

There were also sobbing children, being compelled to send their parents to the human market, just for a stack of banknotes to scrape by.

In short, the streets of this city displayed the myriad facets of the human condition.

Sander, stepping out of the vehicle, scanned these myriad facets with his sharp eyes.

However, apart from a fleeting glimpse of complex emotions, his expression soon returned to calm and indifference.

Following this, Sander led his party to stop at the largest human trading organization.

This organization was the most notorious black market leader in the city, possessing countless human resources,

rumor had it that with enough money, even the daughters of major powers could be procured from this establishment!

As Sander and his people had just gotten out of the off-road vehicles, numerous genial traffickers immediately came to greet them, inquiring about Sander’s needs.

For his towering stature and the intimidating aura he exuded silently spoke of his formidable strength.

The several military off-road vehicles and the Variant Species Inuit people following behind him also testified to Sander’s background.

So the traffickers who approached were very cordial.

Under their guidance, Sander, with an expressionless face, entered the institution where the actual human trading was taking place.

Upon entering, even with mental preparation, Sander was still struck by the scene before him.

Tens of thousands of various humans were crammed into cages, much like pets, clearly priced and being sifted by buyers.

Among them, the elderly, weak, sick, and disabled were the lowest tier in the black market.

These individuals received no attention from the traffickers, barely clinging to life in their cages, and even those who bought them often did so just to torment them for enjoyment.

The price for these people was only a little over a hundred Alliance Currency—hard to imagine when the price of an auxiliary potion could purchase more than a dozen lives!

The mid-tier group consisted of able-bodied men and women, capable of performing ordinary labor.

Female prices were double that of the males, for besides physical labor, women also served the purposes of mating and reproduction.

The selling price for mid-tier humans was about 10,000 Alliance Currency for men and 20,000 for women.

As for this category of humans, Sander simply glanced over them.

Neither the men nor the women met his standards.

What Sander wanted was a group of robust servants trained in militarized fashion.

After conveying his demands to a trafficker, he was soon taken to the second floor of the hall.

Relatively speaking, there were far fewer people on the second floor.

```

```

But there were also nearly ten thousand people.

These people received better treatment, with ample food, and both men and women of all skin colors appeared very healthy.

Among them, many men had calluses on their knuckles and shoulders, clearly marked by years of handling personal weapons.

So after some simple communication and price discussions with the slave traders, Sander spent over two billion Alliance currency to directly purchase five thousand servants.

These servants belonged to a high-end class, had undergone military training, and were robust in physique; they were the top choice for many large families and major powers to serve as housekeepers and guards.

Each servant was sold for a high price of 50,000 Alliance currency, five times the price of a middle-class male.

But Sander didn’t hesitate and directly paid over two billion Alliance currency to buy them.

Because in Sander’s view, these servants would definitely bring him and the wolf pack value far exceeding what he paid.

The most important thing was that all these servants had microchips implanted in them that could explode, giving the buyers true power over their life and death, and there was no need to worry about rebellion.

After purchasing them, Sander received the chip controller for the group and then left the city, where slave trading was most rampant.

As for these five thousand servants, Sander planned to buy a batch of true high-tech weapons in the future to fully arm them!

To become brave and vigorous fighters within the wolf pack.

With this idea in mind, Sander was also considering how to use Mord’s influence to directly obtain the top-tier technology weapons from the Siberia war zone!

The surplus of decommissioned weapons and equipment had long been a problem.

These weapons and equipment, even monster-level mutant creatures found difficult to defeat, so Sander had no interest in them,

What he wanted were truly the top-tier technology weapons!

Like specially made heavy armored tanks, the fastest-firing close-defense guns, rocket launchers with unprecedented striking power, the invincible Sixth Generation warplane, and various large-caliber individual combat weapons, and so on.

Sander had long coveted these technology weapons.

Once everything was settled and in hand, it would be time for Sander to leave the Arctic frontier and return to the wolf pack.

This batch of purchased materials would surely please the Wolf King and significantly enhance the wolf pack’s overall strength!

As for how to get these top-tier technology weapons, Sander thought silently on his way back.

....

Time passed quickly in the harsh Arctic frontier, with a few days flashing by in the blink of an eye.

During this period, the entire Siberia war zone was busy with the affair of the mysterious Gu King.

Countless troops were searching for the Gu King almost without rest, day and night, monitoring images from cameras and satellites.

Yet, they still had no information about the Mysterious Gu King.

The Gu King seemed to vanish like a gust of wind, with no one able to trace it.

Just like before in the Southern Territory, when the snug encirclement of thirty thousand elite troops had no idea that such an invincible and terrifying exotic beast was still present within it.

Yes, now all the troops in the Siberia war zone acknowledged that the mysterious Gu King was indeed an exotic beast, not mutated creatures like exotic flowers, giant trees, or exotic grass.

Because even though mutated plants like exotic flowers, giant trees, or grass might be more powerful than exotic beasts of the same level, they had an obvious disadvantage.

They were unable to move over large distances or conceal their presence, relying solely on their dominant attributes to face enemies.

So naturally, only an exotic beast could achieve such mysterious and elusive feats!

But what kind of exotic beast possessed such tremendous combat power?

That remained a mystery to the many commanders in the Siberia war zone.

However, they also fantasized that if the Mysterious Gu King had fled to the harsh Arctic instead and was no longer lurking in Siberia, that would be so much better.

After all, the Arctic tundra was already beyond the domain of human forces.

There, a terrifying white wolf ruled unchallenged, and there was an invincible wolf pack that could dominate the entire Arctic tundra!

Entering the Arctic, it would no longer be their headache, but a struggle between the wolf pack and the Mysterious Gu King.

```