His work at Planet Buck had already finished.
David initially showed sympathy for Balu, and that was why he accompanied Balu here.
He did not expect to gain a lot from this trip.
Not only did he gain a treasure, the Stone of Life, he even gained fifty thousand lavish points.
He made a big step in leveling up to the next rank.
He believed it would not take long for him before he truly became invincible in the Milky Way.
The next morning, David, Mia, and Balu left Planet Buck with a few million Buckeranians watching them and paying their
respects.
The state banquet would be held in three months.
It would be too early for them to go back there now.
David went through the information the time traveler, the old David, had left in his mind.
He found an indigenous planet that was not far away from them. Based on how fast the Galaxy Warship could move, it would only take them half a month to arrive. He wondered if the people there had planted the slave marks. In any case, he should head there first.
The Galaxy Warship faced a direction and headed there at full speed.
The Royal Region slowly began to get back on track after the empire’s announcement.
It was believed that no Sangruil Sinners would dare to show up with troops of the empire’s army and the four great halls of the empire patrolling there.
At this moment, in an arena on one of the trading planets in the Royal Region.
Two giant beasts were fighting and biting each other crazily.
The audience surrounding them was shouting.
“Kill him!”
“Come on, bite him to death!”
“B*stard! F*cking bite him!”
“Dumb*ss, don’t bite his thigh. Can’t you f*cking hear me?”
“Haven’t you eaten yet? Your bite force is too weak!”
Soon… one of the beasts let out a painful cry and the battle of the beasts came to an end.
“Hahaha… I won! I won! I’m rich!”
“I’m down on my luck for betting on this beast.”
Some of the audience lost, and some of them won.
Everyone placed their bets.
Some of them won happily, and there would certainly be some who lost and were down in the dumps.
A scruffy young man looked at the bet ticket in his hands. He collapsed in a heap on the ground, as though he had lost all his strength.
He mumbled, “It’s over! Everything’s over!”
After a while, two middle–aged men walked toward him.
One of them kicked him and said, “Boy! How is it? Did you win? Pay us back now. Otherwise, we’re going to break your
leg.”
“Look at his face. He must have lost again. Does he have money to pay us back?” Another man smiled and answered him.
“He’s got no money to pay us back? Alright then! Go and fight. We’re square regardless of if you win or lose.”
When the young man heard them asking him to fight, he stood up and shuddered with a terrified expression, “No! I’m not going!”
Were they serious when they asked him to join the gladiator battle?
Was that not courting death?
Even if he got lucky and won the battle, he would be severely injured or disabled.
He could never agree to this.
“You’re not going? Then pay us!”
“I’m broke! I lost all my money,” replied the young man.
“You’re broke? Then why aren’t you joining the battle?
Charte Perhaps we should break your limbs and feed them to the beasts. It’s up to you!” The middle–aged man sneered.
The young man immediately ‘thumped,‘ kneeled on the ground, and begged for mercy, “Please let me go! Please! I promise I’ll pay you as soon as I get the money.”
“Let you go? What did you say when you borrowed the money from us? And now you’re begging us to let you go? Listen, it’s too late! Take him away!”
