Chapter 15

Hancock had been comforting her two younger sisters, but she herself wasn't feeling very better.

After all, she too was just a little girl, and she just witnessed the cruelty the slaves had to endure. A hot red soldering iron, was being pressed on their backs, how could one not be afraid?

Just as Hancock looked at the fading people in front, a trace of fear emerged in her heart, a familiar male voice sounded beside her.

"Hurry up and take off your shirts."

Arata sneaked over, there wasn't enough time at all, and there was no time to explain.

"Why take off my shirt? We haven't got into t-that kind of relationship yet."

Hancock said hesitatingly, she admitted that she had a good impression of Arata, but it was not to that extent.

"No time to explain, Just do it!"

"What?"

Hancock obviously doesn't understand Arata's plan, but Arata didn't have time to explain the situation to her so he just lifted her top to do it himself!

"Arata, you actually..."

Even if Arata had only recovered half of his strength, it was not something that a little girl like Hancock could resist.

Hancock's eyes were full of tears, thinking that she had made friends, but she did not expect that the other party was actually a beast...

Just when Hancock was about to shout, to attract the attention of others. She felt a cold sensation on her back, and then her top was put back down by Arata.

Huh? Isn't he going to force himself on her? Why did he stop suddenly? Is he scared? Or has his conscience recovered?

Seeing Hancock's puzzled eyes, Arata said angrily: "What do you think I want? I'll put a tattoo on for you. You don't even have any assets. Do you think I'll do something to you?"

Arata glanced at Hancock, who was as flat as an airport, with a playful look, and then stuffed her hand with two stickers. Instructed her to help paste them on Sonia and Mary, and to not tear them off, After that he casually slipped back to his category.

"Sonia, help me see what Arata did on my back?"

Hancock was very confused by Arata's behavior, and asked her younger sister next to her to see what Arata did just now?

"Sister, there is an extra mark on your back, the same as them."

Sonia lifted her sister's shirt and covered her mouth in surprise. On Hancock's fair skin, there was a "Slave Mark".

"It turns out that Arata was helping me just now, not to..., huh, who told him to say nothing, which caused a misunderstanding."

"And what does he mean, he actually said that I have no assets!? One day I will turn into a big beauty with humungous assets. Let's see if I capture his attention in the future or not."

Hancock pressed her little chest, she wasn't developing very much at the moment. But she swears that one day, Arata will be fascinated by her.

Although Hancock seemed harsh, she felt warm when she looks at the two extra [Tattoo Stickers] in her hands.

In times of trouble and adversity does one's true nature come out. Not everyone was willing to help others when they themselves were in trouble.

It had to be said that Hancock's favorability for Arata had skyrocketed just now, and now her favorability rating for him had risen in a straight line.

"Sonia, Mary, turn around, I'll help you paste this, so you don't have to be scalded by those bad guys."

Hancock looked at Arata sneaking back into his category and flashed a gentle smile.

"Arata should like me, otherwise why would he come up with such a precious thing to help me."

It wasn't surprising that Hancock would think so because there were so many slaves here, and it wasn't like there weren't others that weren't inferior to her in looks, Yet Arata still chose to help her.

If Arata could hear Hancock's voice at this time, he would definitely yell he was being wronged.

He just chose a good investment target, just a few tasteless [tattoo stickers] and he would gain the favor of a future warlord.

Hancock stuck the two [tattoo stickers] on the back of her sisters, and according to Arata's instructions, They fell directly to the ground and pretended to be unconscious.

Although it wasn't clear why they had to do this, Arata helped her, so she chose to believe in him.

After the person was done with imprinting the one ahead of Hancock with a slave mark he came to Hancock, and when he saw the three sisters lying on the ground, he roared.

"Don't pretend that you're dead, even if you are dead, you have to get a slave mark."

He picked up Hancock from the ground, lifted her clothes, and planned to put the soldering iron on it. But he saw that on the back of Hancock, there was already a "Slave Imprint".

"Hey, it turned out that they were already marked before, the pain must've caused them to pass out? Shhhh, I'll cause trouble to Head Chief if I mark them again."

After confirming that the three sisters have the slave marks on their backs. He cursed and threw the three "comatose" people into the rest of the crowd.

After the successful deception passed, Hancock realized why Arata had asked them to pretend to be unconscious.

Obviously, if they were awake, they would be probably questioned. With the cowardly dispositions of the two younger sisters, they would just spill the truth.

The situation on Arata's side was similar, it was better to say that he was more relaxed. After all, he was a defective product, who would maybe die in a few days, and even those slave imprinters don't care much about him.

In the days after, Arata never saw the three sisters again because they are in different places, Arata couldn't guess their current situation.

But according to the original situation, they should be fine, and now he should worry about himself.

Originally, Arata thought that after pretending to be weak, sick, and disabled, the Celestials should not be interested in their "defective products".

But it turned out that Arata thought too much. Even the lowest level of slaves couldn't escape the claws of the celestials.

Several people had been taken away in the past few days. As for the reason, it was actually to help the Celestial test some medicines.

The few Celestials who were idle and don't have much to do in life were testing the poisons they owned on their slaves and the one whose slave died first won.

After establishing such a rule, the target of testing the medicine was naturally not those who were strong and healthy.

It was the dying guys like Arata. After all, they may drop at any time. Of course, drinking the poison was instant death.

Fortunately, Arata was relatively young, and when they chose slaves, They always chose the old ones. Because a young man's body was much better than an old man's anyway, Arata survived because of this.

"I can't stay here any longer, I have to run away tonight." Arata secretly said in his heart, although his strength had only recovered 80%.

But the Celestials, these rubbish, seemed to be fascinated by this game recently, and it would be his turn sooner or later.

He had also recovered about 80% of his strength and although he lacks weapons, if he wanted to sneak away, there shouldn't be any problem.

It was a pity that Arata didn't know if he could save Hancock and her sisters as well.

After all, they were not Arata, who was waiting to die at any time as a "defective" slave. They had to be guarded more closely.

[End]

Quite a weird paragraph below 😂😂

Hancock obviously doesn't understand Arata's plan, but Arata didn't have time to spend time with her cock, so she just lifted her top to do it!

Extra Note- Damn I actually didn't edit this properly before posting it 😂

I've fixed the mistakes now anyway so there shouldn't be much of a problem now ✌