An off-road vehicle sped toward the Meilin Ecological Zone.
Perhaps in a few months, several newly discovered ingredients will be added to the catalog of known edible resources.
But until then, the 'gears' around the world continue to turn as usual.
And so-
Time passes, and day turned to night.
One day.
There was a piece of news that was reported all over the world.
The news described it this way:
The discoverer was a woman who was lost in the forest.
In the area where the Kurta Clan lived, there were 128 villagers, all of whom were killed.
From the crime scene, it was found that each clan member was positioned to sit facing one another.
Their bodies were pierced with sharp objects and their heads were chopped off while they were still alive.
All pure-blooded Kurta Clan's members had their Crimson Eyes gouged out, while the eyes of outsiders like those married into the village were left intact.
However, the wounds on the outsiders were significantly more numerous than those on the Kurta Clan's members.
From this, it can be inferred that the perpetrator first targeted the outsiders to anger the Kurta Clan's members. Then, when their eyes turned crimson due to pain and anger, they proceeded to decapitate them one by one.
The children's bodies also bore numerous wounds, a sight too horrific to describe.
Based on this, it can be judged that the perpetrator wanted to infuriate the child's parents and thus make their Crimson Eyes even more vibrant.
It is said that the Crimson Eyes produced by intense anger are the brightest red, and can be sold at a very high price on the black market.
Therefore, the perpetrator's motive can be initially determined.
Relevant department personnel who went to the murder scene to investigate the situation found a message believed to be left by the perpetrator near the mutilated body:
"We reject no one, so take nothing from us."
This piece of news was reported around the world at an extremely fast speed.
The black market traders, who specialize in 'organ trading' and the buyers, who are keen on collecting all kinds of abnormal organs, were all exhilarated by the news.
Originally, the Crimson Eyes of the Kurta Clan can already be sold at a high price on the black market.
But now, with the massacre of the Kurta Clan, the Crimson Eyes would, in a sense, become a rare and out-of-print commodity.
Therefore, as long as they can get even a pair of eyeballs now, it will definitely be a lucrative investment.
Those who have an urgent need for the Crimson Eyes are all looking forward to seeing the Crimson Eyes appear on the black market.
Because judging from the content of this news, the perpetrator was undoubtedly targeting Crimson Eyes.
Now that the perpetrators have obtained a considerable number of Crimson Eyes, in order to convert them into money, they will inevitably sell them on the black market.
Middlemen looking to secure these eyes first, or wealthy individuals wanting to collect a pair, all waited eagerly for this moment.
In a bustling metropolis.
On the top floor of an apartment building.
Erin, dressed in burgundy pajamas, held a photo in her hands.
The photo depicted a pair of Crimson Eyes encased in a translucent glass dome. Under the backlight, the eyes seemed to shimmer with a galaxy of red stars, exuding a breathtaking beauty.
Erin looked at the Crimson Eyes in the photo with great interest.
She has also been paying attention to the recent news about the massacre of the Kurta Clan.
But for her, the extinction of a minority group has nothing to do with her.
What she was interested in were the numerous Crimson Eyes taken by the perpetrator and when and how they would appear in the market.
Because she wanted to acquire a pair of Crimson Eyes for her collection.
As for the money…
As a big star, the thing she has the most at the moment is money.
Ding Dong...
There was a ring from the doorbell.
Erin put down the photo and turned on a small display screen beside her.
The screen showed the situation outside her door. At this moment, there was a young man in a black suit and with handsome features standing outside the door.
This man was her bodyguard, Harvey.
After seeing that the person who rang the doorbell was Harvey, Erin pressed a button next to the screen, and the door opened.
Harvey walked straight into the foyer, closed the door behind him, and then proceeded to the living room.
A moment later.
He stood before Erin.
Erin, with her legs crossed, showed no concern for the large expanse of white skin exposed to the air, exuding an aura of mature allure.
Faced with such a captivating scene, Harvey slightly lowered his head and said with a steady voice, "Boss, regarding the itinerary for the upcoming 'Museum Exchange Conference', the candidates for the additional bodyguards have been preliminarily determined."
"Is it Pro Hunter from the Hunter Association?"
Erin picked up a cigarette case from the table beside her and flicked out a long, slender cigarette.
Harvey replied softly, "Yes, the preliminary candidate is a professional Bodyguard Hunter named Kanzai, who is also a member of Hunter Association's Twelve Zodiacs. His skill and ability can be guaranteed."
"The Twelve Zodiacs..."
Erin's eyes lit up as she nodded, "That's good. There have been a lot of 'harassment incidents' recently. If it's the Twelve Zodiacs, I shouldn't be disappointed."
"Yes."
Harvey echoed.
Erin held the cigarette between her fingers, and Harvey immediately stepped forward, taking out a flip-top lighter to light it for her.
"The 'Museum Exchange Conference... such a pleasant-sounding name, but in reality, it's just a pretext to find some gullible rich people. Even if they don't find any, they can use the so-called 'exchange' to hype up and increase the prices of the auction items."
Erin said as she took a drag from her cigarette, her eyelids drooping slightly, "I heard that the 'organizer' this time is from the Hex Family?"
"Yes."
Harvey stepped back and replied with his head down.
Erin's delicate face was hidden behind the smoke as she said with slight regret, "I did look at the list of theitems, but unfortunately, there are no Crimson Eyes."
Harvey kept his head down and timely added, "It is said that the main auction item this time is a crown named 'The End of the Monka Expeditionary Force'."
"But that crown is not on the 'pre-auction' list."
Erin said, flicking the ash from her cigarette.
Having already reviewed the list of items for the Museum Exchange Conference, Erin had naturally seen the crown known as 'The End of the Monka Expeditionary Force'.
However, it was evident that this crown was something the Hex family planned to save as the highlight for the Yorknew Auction in September.
Even if the gullible rich people attending the Museum Exchange Conference wanted to spend a fortune to get their hands on this crown early, the Hex Family's organizers probably wouldn't agree.
However-
Erin had to admit.
The crown, which once symbolized the pinnacle of power, indeed had an alluring charm.
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