Maotai is said to be a top-quality wine from the ancient Earth era.

This wine has a strong but not greasy aroma, and is mellow and elegant, with endless aftertaste. According to ancient books, this wine "was drunk first when you smell it, and the fragrance drifts for ten miles." Unfortunately, in 0012, the immigration fleet that recorded the wine configuration method encountered a large-scale meteorite rain when leaving the earth. No one survived the entire fleet, and this kind of liquor, which was once known as a "national treasure" by the countries on earth, disappeared from then on in the long river of human civilization.

Zhao Yi has seen comments about Moutai on the Universe Network more than once. Restaurant tasting people always talk about this long-lost liquid in a tone full of regrets and expectations. They even offered sky-high prices to try the real Moutai.

Because of this, when he heard the words "Moutai Liquor Recipe", he directly raised the license plate he purchased without thinking.

"Only you will believe this kind of thing."

Looking at him who was unknown, Zhang Xiaoxian shook her head angrily and amusedly: "If it is a real formula, how can it be sold only 100,000 standard currency? How can it be auctioned on remote planets like Kuntaisha? You must know that as long as it is genuine, any tasting restaurant in the Federation or Pan-United will give unimaginable sky-high prices, and can even set off an unprecedented commercial storm in the civilized world. You really don't know what you should say."

As expected, a few minutes later, when Zhao Yi, who had settled the money, received the so-called "Moutai Liquor Recipe", his expression suddenly turned blue and white.

One ton of sand, two tons of stone, five kilograms of salt, twenty kilograms of bacon, three pairs of thongs worn by homosexuals, six liang of expired essence

What is this precious recipe? It's simply an inexplicable list of weird goods.

"I have two of this kind of thing in my hand. The items recorded above are even more scary than this. How about it? Do you want to see it?"

Looking at him who was amused and crying, Zhang Xiaoxian smiled and said, "This is a prank. A few years ago, I heard about the name of the "Silvester" auction house in Quintesha. This is an institution famous for its funny and alternative auctions. They often make some valuable auction items. As Sanbe said, this should be regarded as alternative entertainment. However, only in such remote places will it be sold as auction items. If it were an administrative star, no auction agency would accept it. I really didn't expect that the smart garrison officer would make such a childish mistake. Haha!"

Zhao Yi was speechless.

He ignored the handsome male auctioneer who was sent with the "Moutai Liquor Recipe" very directly, and set his eyes back on the stage again. There, a young and beautiful woman had reappeared. She was smiling at herself, and even pouted her lips to send an extremely sexy kiss.

"The next auction item is a very strong man-"

The female auctioneer's tone of speech was obviously too exaggerated, and it had a strong alternative temptation: "This is the prisoner No. 118 in Kuntaisha Prison. The starting price is 200,000 federal standard currency."

"Buy him-"

Suddenly, Sangbei approached Zhao Yi's ear, hurried, excited, and deliberately lowered his voice: "Hurry! Buy him quickly! This is what I said, the most valuable goods."

A prisoner?

Zhao Yi turned his head, looked at the slave trader in confusion, and frowned again: "Are you sure?"

Sanbei nodded vigorously, although the expression on his face was flattering, it was unquestionable.

"I swear in the name of Allah Almighty! It's him-"

The prison of Quintex Planet is set at 20,000 meters deep underground.

As for the heavy prison, it is at the bottom of the prison.

As early as the Great Immigration Period, Kuntaisha was just a relay supply station for the space fleet. With the split of the pan-union, it also became a frontier checkpoint for the Earth Federation Army. Due to the barren resources and no development value, Kuntaisha gradually faded out of the direct control circle of the two major forces.

However, many facilities left over from the war era are still available to this day.

Among them, it includes the special prisons established by the military at that time.

The environment here is dark and humid. On the walls and ground that have been soaked in water for many years, there is a layer of soft and smooth moss. The mice and mudworms that cannot rush up to the ground can only feed on them. The excreted feces are the best nutrients for moss. Therefore, a wonderful food balance continues silently in a dark place.

This is the dirtiest and smelliest place on the entire planet.

It is dirty because a small amount of sewage seeped out of the broken pipe flows down and can only accumulate on the bottom of the body, becoming a deep black semi-adhesive existence.

There are two reasons for smell.

First, it is caused by the odor emitted by the dirt itself.

The second is the rotten corpses that were dried up in the prison.

The heavy prison is a place where special prisoners are imprisoned. If the prisoner unfortunately dies here, it is not a bad thing. At least, the federal government can save a lot of funeral expenses. The insects and rats who wander deep in the prison will also add a few delicious meals of meat.

The body soaked in the accumulated water can easily disperse and expand. Especially after being soaked in water for a long time, the rotten body fluids and fishy dirty water mixed together, completely sticking the originally tight muscle tissue. With a little force, the rotten meat will fall off in a whole piece like soft paste. Only a thin skeleton soaked yellow and black, quietly sinking between the mud and water, becoming the eternal resident here.

It is said that such meat mice like to eat the most. In order to compete for rare meat, they will even become fierce. After biting them to death with their own similar species, they will tear the other party's stomach and turn the things they have swallowed into their own mouth food again.

This is definitely not a legend. When he was taken to the heavy prison, Zhao Yi happened to witness such a tragic scene of fighting for food. However, several rats who fought desperately did not decide the final winner in the end. They were both killed by each other and could only lie on the ground dyingly. Looking at the rotten meat that had been soaked from his torn stomach bag, which was soaked as nothing like the residue of bread, was rolled up in the ink-like black water and would always become part of the prison.

Standing at the door of the cage leading to the underground black prison, looking at the rusty metal fences, Zhao Yi couldn't help but turn around again and looked at the slave trader Sanbei with inquiring eyes.

Even he himself didn't know how many times it was doing this. However, Zhao Yi still felt confused.

The first time I raised my sign, I bought the so-called auction items without any difficulty.

The price of 200,000 yuan is exchanged for a prisoner.

“You will find the absolute value for this money.”

Sanbe bowed halfway and said in an overly sweet voice: "I found out through the insider of the auction house that such a person would be sold as goods."

"Have you seen him?"

Zhao Yi's brows were still furious.

"No."

The slave trader said seriously: "He is a pirate, a double wanted criminal by the federal and pan-union."

"Kuntaisha is a free planet. Who arrested him? Why was he detained here? And. This is originally a place for pirates to sell stolen goods, why did this happen?"

Zhao Yi has many problems, which is reasonable.

“Kuntaisha also has his own rules.”

Sanbe patiently explained: "In order to ensure that the Federation and Pan-United Nations do not take occupation measures here, there are always some wanted criminals who are wanted. We do need goods robbed by pirates, but in exchange, we must also "send" some people to the Federation or Pan-United Nations. Haha! Let's say that! Those who are qualified to be arrested are criminals who have no background, have no property foundation in the two spheres of influence, and have no strong power. Of course, we never provoke pirates. It is stupid to do that. Only those who are wanted by the two spheres of influence are the guests of Kuntaisha Prison."

“What are the benefits of buying them?”

Zhao Yi said bluntly: "A serious criminal, I can't see where your so-called value is reflected?"

"No! That's not necessarily-"

The slave trader quickly explained: "Not all prisoners will be sold as goods. Only those who have committed major crimes in the Federation and the Pan-United Nations and have been booked as death are eligible to set up on the auction table. Don't misunderstand - I don't know if you have studied criminals? As the ancient philosophers said, "Everyone has his own secret." Criminals are no exception. In fact, due to their different environments and past experiences, some of them can almost be said to be the embodiment of money."

"oh?"

Zhao Yi looked at him in surprise.

"I'm not exaggerating. At the previous auction, a pan-union merchant bought a prisoner. From the other party, he learned the whereabouts of 200 million imperial dollars. The money was the stolen property of a bank robbery sixteen years ago. Except for him, all the people involved at that time were killed. Perhaps in order to gain freedom, the prisoner told the merchant about this secret. 200 million imperial dollars, that was a lot of money."

“This is not consistent.”

Hearing this, not only Zhao Yi, but also Zhang Xiaoxian, who was standing next to him, shook her head repeatedly: "If you want everything you want, you can tell the whereabouts of the stolen goods to the person who arrested him. Instead of waiting for someone to buy it before saying these words. It is really redundant and unlikely to do so."

“That’s the story I heard.”

Sangbei's face was extremely sincere: "As for the specific reason to be investigated, I don't know why. But from a certain perspective, the identity of a slave is actually more miserable than life imprisonment. That means that the people who were bought are always dogs who shout and scold. They may be killed and eaten at any time, or they may be subjected to surgery by their owners to become alternative body toys. In contrast, although Kuntaisha Prison is terrifying, it still maintains the most basic human law. Haha, in short, buying a prisoner for 200,000 is really not expensive. If it weren't for your big customer in this store, I wouldn't give up this opportunity. This kind of thing is somewhat gambling, but if you only get a little bit of scandal and anecdotes that can't be sold at a price, it can also be used as a topic of conversation after dinner."

Damn it! I hate gambling.

Walking in the cold rotten water, Zhao Yi only felt that this thought was always lingering in his mind.

The dirty and turbid sewage has been flooding the ankles. The more you go in, the deeper the water accumulates.

There was no figure in the empty prison. The cold cement walls and hard steel fences blocked all exits. The broken mud peeled off from the wet dome fell down, as if I wanted to remind the detainees in this way: there is not a dead silence here.

It is certainly impossible to be absolutely quiet. The whistling air flow from the vents makes a slight low. The mice and rotten insects are all searching in the corners. There are also occasional mixed sounds of inexplicable wails or screams from afar. Everything makes this place look like a microcosm of a living hell.

Lifting his feet, stepping on the sticky and smooth mud of the soles of the shoe, carefully climbing and holding the foundation of the wall, slowly moving towards the depths of the black prison.

For some reason, Zhao Yi suddenly felt a very wonderful feeling.

In the depths of this dark underground prison, there seems to be some kind of mystery that is summoning oneself.

There is no basis, just relying on your intuition.

Of course, it may also be those words from Sanbe.

In the eyes of many people, intuition is simply an illusory thing. All human perception abilities do not include the existence of "intuition". Only objects that can be seen by the eyes and touched by themselves are facts that can be truly recognized.

According to ancient monks, above the six senses that humans currently possess, there are more mysterious and powerful seventh, eighth and even tenth perceptions. The seventh sense that transcends the existence of the six senses is the power of exploration that spreads the brain's thinking consciousness.

This ability is called superpower in the current civilized society. It is also a manifestation of the evolutionists expanding their brain thinking ability and strengthening the "wisdom" project.

The black prison is very deep, and the cold light source installed on the surface of the wall is extremely weak. The light provided cannot be seen clearly at all. Zhao Tian can only slowly spread the energy of consciousness to form an invisible ring centered on himself.

In this way, under the guidance of his thinking consciousness, he avoided the human corpses full of rat teeth marks and were soaked in black, and slowly advanced towards the slightly narrowing bottom of the prison.

"oh--"

A leisurely sigh completely broke the rhythm of water droplets falling from the top of the wall. At a corner of the shape of a "concave", a man with disheveled head was hanging high, locked on the dome by huge iron shackles.

Four full steel shackles, the thickness of the arms, tightly jammed his wrists and ankles. Maybe it was to prevent escape! Several sharp iron nails also penetrated through the joints of the palms and feet, and penetrated deeply into the wall. I couldn't help but do so. Even the ribs on the chest were circulated back and forth by the two-day thick chains. Finally, they were pulled out from the collarbone at the shoulder and neck. They were pulled tightly and welded to both sides above his head.

He should have been hanging here for a long time. Whether it is the shackles or the steel nails, they all showed signs of corrosion. The surface covered with rust and pus has changed its shape vaguely. They are no longer as dense as before. With a little force, they can pull out part of the rotten flesh.

The sound should have been made by this man. Zhao Yi noticed that because the hanging point was not very high, his feet that were buried in the water had been completely soaked. Several black mice were gathering there. They were gnawing on the dispersed flesh with relish. They were eating so attentively that they could even clearly hear the crisp breaking sound when they chewed on the bones.

This sounds like eating fried beans.

who is he?

Why is it closed here?

Maybe he wanted to answer Zhao Yi's inner question! The prisoner suddenly raised his head, and through his fluffy hair, he felt a hoarse struggle from his throat, which seemed to be filled with sand, desperately trying to get rid of his semi-suffocating state.

"Who are you?"

Before Zhao Yi could answer, he moaned again, "I am so stupid. I am locked up here, of course...~~--I can only be a prisoner."

"Is there anything to eat?" Suddenly, he thought of a new question.
To be continued...