Use the power of the Demon King to destroy those reincarnated in another world

With a death look in his eyes, Baz looked at the source of the sound, a man with a stronger build than himself, his handcuffs hitting the iron bars of the cell.

He was a newcomer who was just sent in yesterday. I heard that he was sold by his biological parents to become a slave. He was handcuffed and put in a cell because of violence against the administrator.

"Stop making trouble. Stop it." Baz said. The man stopped what he was doing and stared at Baz: "Shut up, you worthless guy."

"Ah?" Buzz stared at the man, but he was stupid and bored, and his eyes fell: "This is a place for guys who cannot be sold or guys who are about to die. You and I are both guys who are not worth selling."

Buzz looked at the man again, moving his gaze to indicate to him to look at other cells. When the man followed his gaze, most of the other cells were filled with people lying on the ground drooling or looking like Buzz with death stares.

Buzz understood what the man meant, glanced at him, and lowered his head tiredly.

"Don't be ridiculous." The man said contemptuously. Baz looked up, although he looked troubled.

"I want to get out of here."

"Are you going to run away? No good. It will only hasten your death."

"What about you? Are you ready to die here?"

Baz answered the man with a firm look: "I was just like you at the beginning. But look at the environment here. All you did was a senseless physical exertion."

The man's tongue made a hissing sound in his mouth: "If you stay in a dark place for a long time, even your soul will become dark."

"You'll understand sooner or later."

"I don't want to understand." The man replied forcefully, leaving Buzz speechless.

At this time, the sound of several people's footsteps coming down the stairs was heard.

"What's wrong?" the man said, looking at the stairs, and Baz said, "Have you brought new people again?" Because this was the first time for this continuous situation, Baz also looked at the stairs like the man.

Then, the three people walking down the stairs came into view, and Buzz frowned. One is a tall man with a delicate face, and the other is a lively and cute little girl.

The one walking at the front was a young man with silver hair and purple eyes, who gave off a strange charm. The three of them looked around at the cells.

Then, the tall man frowned, turned to the young man and said, "Hey, Renault. Are you sure you want to buy these guys? Although they are cheap, they are all about to die."

The boy known as Reno turned to the man: "Mark, you should know more about the value of human beings. Look at Liz. She has recovered from a near-death state to this extent."

The girl named Lize laughed: "Thanks to big brother! Mark always only counts money and doesn't understand."

Lize's words made the man named Mark hit back: "How much do you think I've helped you? It's better for you." Lize turned her head away with a "hum".

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Renault looked away from the two men and slowly looked around the cell again. Then he gave a sly smile.

"We are the 'Fer Chamber of Commerce'. From now on, I will buy you. I will give money to guys who work hard in good faith. If anyone wants to join us, please report your name and I will buy him first. "

Despite the words, only silence responded. All eyes are focused, but everyone is just looking. Mark raised his eyebrows angrily, "Is this true?"

When the sound came, Renault turned to the other side of the iron gate, where a handcuffed man was staring. Renault smiled at the man: "What's your name?"

"...Locke."

"Locke, what a good name." Renault said, approaching the man who called himself Locke: "Locke, the answer to the question just now is indeed true. I am a businessman and I will never lie about contracts."

Locke's eyes widened and he lowered his head for a time. But he quickly raised his head and said, "I promised! Please take me away!"

"Decisiveness is a good thing." Renault smiled. Then, he discovered Baz, who had been staring at him behind Locke, his eyes lifeless.

"What are you going to do?"

Baz sighed and replied, "That's ridiculous. It's just going to be a cheap price to exploit us anyway."

Renault's eyes widened as he answered, then smiled slyly: "Of course."

Renault looked away and continued to speak loudly to the people around him: "Listen, because I bought you, you are employees of our company. Work hard for the company's profits. If you can create huge profits, I will Raise wages. But if you act like a person who has no drive and only does what you are told, I will rip you off at low prices for the rest of your life. This is a company."

Renault walked slowly: "Don't get me wrong, I am not abusing slaves for selfish reasons, nor am I a benevolent person who only gives money for liberation. I am a businessman who buys you for the benefit of the company."

Renault stopped: "Listen carefully, you will all die sooner or later. Is there ever a time in your life that you can go all out, use your wisdom, and earn huge wealth?"

Renault slowly turned back and walked towards the cell where Baz was again. He patted his chest: "The opportunity is here. It's up to you whether you want to seize it or not."

Then, stopping in front of Buzz's cell, he turned around with outstretched hands.

"This is a choice in life, it's up to you. Either spend your life like a slave here, or join me on the road of being a businessman. It's up to you."

After the words settled and there was silence for a while, the man in the cell opposite grabbed the iron gate and shouted loudly. Since then, voices of "I want it too!" and "I want it too!" have come from everywhere.

Renault smiled: "Mark, make a list of those who are motivated." Mark nodded to express understanding and started to take action. Renault turned his attention to Buzz again: "What are you going to do?"

Baz bit his lip and raised his head: "Baz."

"...Baz, what a name."

"Can you believe what I say?"

Renault shut his mouth, squatted in front of the iron gate, and looked at Baz: "Baz, as I said just now, I will never lie for the sake of the contract."

Renault stared at Baz with sincere eyes: "Because I am a businessman."