Interstellar Reaper

The auction ended smoothly. Even though the undercurrents were turbulent, the surface was very calm. Even though the bidding was so fierce that it seemed that sparks would spark at any moment, it was incredible that nothing happened.

Although most of the people here really want to go directly to grab it regardless, but anyone with a brain knows that such a consequence will only provoke public outrage, so everyone can only follow the rules.

Unsurprisingly, the star compass fell into the hands of the guests on the second floor, and Wells could almost see his gaze focused on the second box, as if he could directly shoot the people inside through the wall.

The subsequent chaos may be even greater than what Scutas said.

The two of them sat in the box for a while, and they didn't get up until most of the guests outside had left.

"Let's go, we should go get the things too."

"Athelsta hasn't come back yet, don't you have to wait for him?"

"Don't wait, he will find it by himself."

The waiter at the gate took them backstage to pick up the photographed things. Wells photographed very few things by hand, except for the gift for his mother, there was also a small gift for his father.

As for the slaves photographed by the envoy, it was a bit difficult to arrange them.

Skutas was not going to take those slaves with him, so the issue of placement was naturally handed over to the envoys. By the time the envoys finished selecting the slaves and came to settle the bill, they had already photographed no less than a hundred slaves.

"Your Excellency, where will the slaves you photographed be sent?"

"It's temporarily stored here, and someone will take it over in a few days."

After discussing with the auctioneer, the messenger asked Scutas for leave.

Skutas raised his eyebrows: "Are you going to find Ulrik?"

"Yes, Prince Ulrik is your steward, he should be back to work no matter what."

"In that case, you can go." Skuta paused and said with a smile, "But you'd better change your body before going to see him."

Is this making fun of him?Recently, the master's bad taste seems to be getting more and more serious, the corner of his mouth twitched, and the messenger replied dryly, "Yes, my lord."

After that, the messenger left, leaving only Scutas and Wells.

In the next few days, they wandered around the city of Agares, gathering information while watching the development of the situation.

Just as Skutas expected, the auction had just ended. That night, the fires in the south of Agares City lit up the sky, and there were loud noises from time to time accompanied by thunder and lightning, which lasted almost all night.

How could Wells miss the moment when he can directly understand the world's top power? If he can take a picture and bring it back, it will be the most favorable evidence. The fight was very hot, and the sound and light effects of various magics were amazing.

"It's really strange. I haven't seen anyone else come after fighting for so long. Why didn't people from Agares City come?"

"They won't and can't manage this kind of thing. Smart people won't come to this muddy water."

Thanks to this melee, Wells collected enough information earlier than originally expected. His face was solemn, and the dark race against the universe was stronger than he thought, especially the high-level powerhouses. It can be compared to a battleship. Fortunately for him, these dark races are not united, especially their bosses are partial to humans, and are even willing to help. As long as they deal with it carefully, the possibility of human victory is very high.

"The basic information of the various forces does not need to be specially investigated, as long as you spend money, you can buy it. Now the progress of their research is left. It is best to determine the time and place when the channel will be opened, so that we can prepare as soon as possible. Wells sorted out the information at hand. Agares City is worthy of being the most famous trading capital on the mainland. There is also an organization here that specializes in selling information. You can get all the information as long as you spend a sum of money.

"If you spend money on this news, you should be able to buy it." Skutas leaned on the recliner in boredom, tasting the most famous wine in the mainland. The wine has the color of blood, but it is pure fruit wine. No blood, because Wells.

Wells, who was so busy, saw him so leisurely, and Wells felt very uncomfortable. In order to make himself less aggrieved, he asked Skutas to help him contact Jay.

When the call started, Wells suddenly felt comforted by Jay's busy appearance on the screen.

Jay obviously hasn't had a good time in the past few days. His military uniform and hair are a little messy, and the stubble on his chin is also faintly protruding. He looks very sloppy.

Seeing Wells suddenly appear in front of him, Jay, who was almost buried by the documents in front of him, immediately stood up with bright eyes, complaining endlessly.

"Wells, when will you come back? I'm so busy! People from the military and the parliament come to make trouble for me every day. If you don't come back, I won't be able to stand it anymore."

The people in the military department and the parliament had no intention of letting go of the big cake of the Sixth Fleet. What's more, Wells is sick and can't go to work. Naturally, it is a great opportunity for them to take advantage of it.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to go back for the time being." Wells directly dispelled his expectation, "The matter here cannot come to an end for the time being, and it will take at least a few days to get the purchased information, so the matter of the fleet can only be done first. please."

"Ah? What's the matter, don't you have a few days left on your sick leave?" Jay immediately quit when he heard that he was going to extend his sick leave.

"So I need you to help me ask for a few more days off, so please trouble me."

"Okay, then you come back as soon as possible after dealing with everything, otherwise I really can't last long."

After finishing the call, Wells continued to work, and a hand stretched out from his side, covering his forehead.

"What to do?" Wells didn't avoid that hand. If someone else did this, the sharp nerves he had trained all year round would have forced him to dodge immediately, but the target was Skutas. , it is completely different.

Since when has he fully adapted to being approached by this man?

"Your fever seems to have subsided."

Wells also touched his forehead, the temperature was normal, "It's really gone, I haven't felt anything these days, I'd have forgotten if you didn't tell me." He looked at the black glove "Speaking of which, since you've already arrived here, you don't need to carry such things with your hands anymore, do you?"

"My hand?" Skutas looked down and smiled softly, "You can't take this off, otherwise something bad will happen."

"A bad thing?" He muttered, this aspect was very similar to his style.

Skutas just smiled mysteriously, and didn't answer, but cared about his question: "Since the fever has completely subsided, do you have any other feelings in your body?"

"Other feelings?" Wells recalled, and after he said it seemed to be a little different, "It seems to be lighter than before."

Although his body is at the peak of his physical strength and has been systematically trained, but compared with before, he often needs to go out on missions, and now he spends more time sitting in the office to coordinate work, and his physical fitness has been somewhat lowered. Indisputable fact.

But now, the physical condition seems to have returned to the original feeling without knowing it. Although it has not been tested, Wells can confirm it.

"Then it seems that the medicine is also effective for humans. Give me your hand and I'll test it for you."

Wells stretched out his hand as he said, and Skutas grabbed his hand. He didn't know what he did. Wells soon felt something like air flowing from his hand to his whole body. Quick stroke for one cycle, then continue.

This situation lasted for a while before the "Qi" disappeared in the wrist again.

Skutas withdrew his hand and looked at Wells as if something very interesting had happened, "It's really a windfall."

"What?" Wells shook his stiff wrist.

"That kind of medicine not only increases your physique, but also seems to make you suitable for learning magic, and it is also a dark attribute that rarely appears in humans."

The dark attribute can always be said to be the characteristic of the dark race. Only a very small number of individuals of other races will have such a magical attribute, and there are even fewer among humans. Most humans have no magical talent.

Wells' soul is golden. If he knows magic, then his attribute should be biased towards light, but now he is dark. I don't know if the effect of medicine has changed his essence, or because of long-term follow The reason for being with Skutas.

But generally, people with this magical attribute will have their souls stained with black to some extent, but in the eyes of Scutas, Wells' soul is still golden, that pure and rare , the soul color that should only belong to the gods.