Chapter 95： Elysium

The elevator descended in silence, Ryan calculated the depth in his heart, one hundred meters, two hundred meters, three hundred meters...one thousand meters...the temperature around him was getting higher and higher, proving that they were getting closer and closer to the underground magma, it was crazy And exciting move!

Ryan leaned against the elevator wall casually, as if he didn't stand firm under his feet. Bandner asked subconsciously, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Ryan wiped the fine sweat seeping from his forehead, and it was too hot to breathe.

Seeing how sweaty and panting everyone looked, the steward jeered at the corners of his mouth as soon as they appeared, and then disappeared. Grandma's, good-looking people are also good-looking!

Jealousy, why is God so unfair, why give them a perfect body while giving them a good-looking face?

When he came into contact with Ryan's swept eyes, the steward froze in his heart, not daring to show any jealousy, with a shy face, he said with a flattering smile: "Our city lord likes liveliness, and thinks that heat can magnify people's senses and stimulate people's senses. Human desires, so the capital of desire/desire is built deep underground. In the capital of desire/desire, you can see the beautiful picture of magma flowing beside you, the scarlet color can inspire the most primitive deep in the heart impulse."

"Can security be guaranteed?" Harriet questioned like a pirate who licked blood with a knife and was cautious.

"Your Majesty, rest assured, it is absolutely safe. The underground buildings have been reinforced many times, and there is still a considerable distance from the magma layer. The magma seen in the capital of desire/desire was introduced. Our city lord lives all year round in City of Desire/Hope, how could you not do a good job of security, please rest assured, Her Majesty, enter the Paradise of Elysium, just follow your heart and enjoy it." Answering Harriet's question, the steward took out 120,000 yuan Be careful and never let yourself show any emotions that you shouldn't have. "You can feel free to play in it. Elysium has the most sophisticated team of doctors to provide round-the-clock service."

Only then did Harriet relax a little, "Oh, where is the trading floor?"

The steward's eyes flashed, "Her Majesty has something to buy?"

Harriet said with a half-smile, "Do you need to know that?"

The management immediately turned pale with fright. Seeing that everyone's eyes were on her, she quickly waved her hand, "No, I'm not curious." She was more than curious, she just wanted to keep her mouth shut and make you talk more, Make you talk more! "The trading center is at the end of the corridor. I heard that everything can be bought inside."

"I heard?" Derrick forced a smile on his face.

The steward raised his hand to wipe the sweat, and her nose was almost wiped off by her own baldness, "I'm just a little steward, and I don't have the qualifications to enter the trading floor, so I know that everything is in it, I can trade with gold and silver, and I can also trade with things. Barter is always satisfying.”

Harriet nodded, "Well, it's not easy to be a small butler. I work here every day, and I can't gain insight into the trading floor."

These words aroused the pain in the little steward's heart, and she said bitterly, "No way, under the rule of the city master, the hierarchy is strict."

Along the way, shooting at the crowd outside the door, putting pressure on the stewards when the elevator descends, etc., are all creating an aura that they are not easy to mess with, and creating an atmosphere that grabs people first and creates an atmosphere. Lane said that only in this way can we make it in the shortest possible time. The time aroused the city lord's idea, the one-inch man Rainey was taken away by the city lord.

The taste of the city owner is small. Rainey, who thinks he is safe, has become a victim. Bandner, who thinks he needs to be more careful, is safe. So this world is always changing and exciting. To speculate on others based on one's own thoughts may accidentally become a victim of society.

The elevator's descending speed is extremely fast. After half an hour, they came to 20 kilometers underground. The temperature around them was even hotter, but it was not very stuffy. At the beginning of the design, ventilation was thought of, and the air flow made the underground not so difficult. The elevator is no longer an elevator, it is equivalent to a spaceship that traverses the center of the earth, bringing everyone to the City of Desire and the World of Elysium with an excellent attitude.

The elevator door made of crystal opened, and the heat wave rushed towards the face. The air in front of him was almost distorted. The hot magma flowing on the outside wall made the mouth dry, and the throat was full of fishy sweetness.

The steward bowed humbly, "Welcome the Queen to Elysium. We can do whatever you need here."

"What about murder?"

A gentle voice rang in his ears, and the steward tightened his scalp and said with a stiff smile, "Elysium is also available, and there are all kinds of people on the menu, which will definitely satisfy you."

Lane stopped talking, his gentle eyes were cold, what is bliss, is the happiness of a group of people, and is the pain and mourning of more people.

Harriet stepped out, and the temperature of the ground passed through the soles of her shoes, burning her feet. Her toes curled up in her shoes, and Harriet just wanted to get back that guy named Rainey as soon as possible, and get out of this **** place, and detonate them first buried here, and give all the pirates here a lifetime Unseen fireworks, let this sinful star turn into a little dust in the universe, **** pirate.

"Complete the transaction first and then enjoy it, let's go, take us to the trading floor." Harriet pushed Fan Yanting, who was "cuddling" on her body, and said in disgust, "It's so hot, it's so hot, get out. Go aside."

Fan Yanting rolled to Ryan's side numbly, pinched his throat and said softly, "Your Majesty, you must come to me when you need it. I don't want to add more brothers and sisters."

Ryan & Derrick & Jack: "..." The heart is very complicated. Even before the mission, Fan Luanting was asked to practice what is called a fairy and what is a sticky voice, but now I hear it, I still feel Brain hurts.

Harriet, who was mainly taken care of, endured a stomachache and said with a smile, "Baby, you have a brother, so you won't be lonely anymore."

Fan Yanting threw a wink like an eye cramp, "It's really annoying."

Harriet, "..." The stomach hurts even more.

From the elevator, outside is a wide corridor, about five meters in width, made of black rock, so dark that it cannot reflect any light, so dark that it seems to be the sinful color formed by blood coagulation. The corridor is wide and high, enough to have a height of more than four meters. There is no inlaid lighting work on the ceiling, and there is no artificial light on the walls. The lighting is provided by the hot magma flowing between the walls, giving light and The heat also gives the mystery and unpredictability of this underground city.

"Take us to the trading floor." Harriet urged.

The steward nodded and bowed, "Okay, okay, Her Majesty."

The trading floor is at the end of the corridor, and it takes about the same amount of time to walk there as it does in the elevator, no, maybe longer, because it's so hot that every step of the way is tortured, and the well-trained soldiers are still So, let alone Bandner of ordinary people. On the contrary, the steward who seemed to be the most naughty walks here with ease, breathes smoothly, and sweats normally on his face. He has probably stayed here for a long time, and his body has adapted to the temperature of the sauna.

Along the way, there are many doors on both sides of the corridor, and there are no forks. It can be seen that these doors lead to different functional areas. Some doors leave a gap, but more doors are closed, and you don't know what is going on inside. Excited and excited voices came from the door with a gap exposed, there were painful voices, there were children's tender cries, there were women, and men's voices... All kinds of voices mixed together, like a **** on earth.

Everyone controlled their facial expressions, but the hands hanging by their sides gradually clenched their fists. As a father of a child, when he heard the child's tender cry, Ryan's heart shrank into a ball, and he had already made a death sentence on Cranberry.

The steward didn't know why the atmosphere became more dignified. She buried her head and dared not speak. She was determined to be her own quail. Don't speak or speak. Silence is golden. She doesn't know why she has a feeling that silence can keep life. In Elysium, the most important thing is to be observant. She has worked here for three years, and she is already an old employee. Ordinary employees will quietly disappear within a year. corpse", the steward never saw them again, she had a friend who had a good reason to disappear so inexplicably, and since then, she has never made friends in the dungeon and in the paradise, how can she live longer It was the only thing she needed to pay attention to.

In the silence of the crowd, the end of the corridor arrived. A thick brass door was embedded in the silent black rock. At first glance, the complicated patterns on it were thought to be intertwined with various vines. If you look closely, they are composed of countless human-shaped patterns. Lines, with their original tension, are worthy of being in the world of bliss, releasing the most thorough and original impulses in people's hearts.

The steward bent over and said, "I don't have permission to enter. After Her Majesty enters, there will be a new service staff to guide you. I wish you a good time."

Harriet nodded and motioned for the steward to open the door.

The steward was obviously very afraid of the trading floor in the gate. When he opened the door, he almost bent his waist to the ground, and he didn't dare to look into the gap that was pushed open, as if he would be wiped out with a glance. That kind of fear from the heart made Ryan and his group more vigilant, and the moment they stepped into the door, it was like life and death.

When the brass door was completely closed, the steward breathed a sigh of relief. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and stood up, ignoring that he had been bent for too long and his waist was sore and stiff that he could not move. After that, he really slowed down and walked slowly towards the elevator. People are far away, but her heart stays behind. She thinks about the trading floor behind the brass gate. As long as you enter the trading floor, you are all commodities and guests. As long as you have money and strength, you can do whatever you want. .

Lane and others who entered the trading floor have understood this. When they were looking for a seat, they saw a guy who was obviously a guest at a table and instantly became a product for others to compete with, just because that guest had a waterfall. Black hair, in the fiery light of the magma, exudes a charming, mysterious color. The dark-haired guest wanted to resist, "Wait, I redeem myself."

According to the rules of the trading floor, people who become commodities can have the opportunity to redeem themselves, enter the bidding stage, as long as they have more money than the other party, they can buy themselves. Isn't it funny? But these are the rules of Elysium. When you enter this place, you must abide by the rules, no exception.

In the end, the dark-haired customer couldn't get the money to redeem himself, and became a commodity. He was beheaded by the masked guards in the trading floor in a scream, and the long black hair and the dead face were placed in the buyer's place. hand.

What's the point of doing this?

Probably to meet the psychological needs of the individual.

Anyway, this is the place to fully unleash yourself - perverted, twisted, and without any reason.

The blood was quickly cleaned up, the seats were cleared out, and Ryan and others who could not find a vacant seat filled the hole. Bandner sat down awkwardly. He always felt that the sofa under his **** was wet and sticky. He looked down uncomfortably, as if he had seen blood that had not dried up from the leather seam of the sofa. The woman just died. When the blood is ejected from the large blood vessels, it seems to be sprayed in this direction.

"Sit honestly." Ryan said in a deep voice, "If you don't want to become a commodity, don't act like you haven't seen the world. We don't have that much money to redeem you."

From the moment they entered here, they were watched by all kinds of straightforward eyes. As long as they were a little cowardly, this group of "hyenas" would pounce on them.

Bandner forced himself to sit still, imitating Ryan's calmness, and said in a deep voice, "I will pay back how much you saved my friends."

"Hehe, little guy, maybe it's a lot of money, and you can't pay it at all." Harriet sat proudly on the sofa, pointed at Bandner with a glass of wine, and said, "Learn a little bit and ask for it. Make yourself look like no one else can offend you."

Bandner was silent for a while. He was a poor man, and he really couldn't take out that much money, but he held resources that others couldn't have. "I'll protect myself." Don't cause trouble for the action.

"That's good." Ryan nodded, they were here not only to complete the task, but also to protect themselves.

The trading floor is estimated to be the size of an entire football field, with a floor height of 16 or 7 meters. The huge oval dome is filled with swirling magma. The dome is inlaid with many black gems, shining under the illumination of the magma. Hui, there is actually the light of bright stars. There is still no artificial lighting here. The magma above the head and the magma flowing on the ground provide light. In addition to the heat, there is an indescribable restlessness in the heart. The hot, scarlet magma can inspire the deepest heart raw emotions.