Chapter 267 Scram if You Are Not Going To Wear It
Mu Zhi cowered and took a few steps back.
She was covered in goosebumps after hearing the explanation.
She looked at the person dumbfoundedly and asked with anxiety, “What about now? What day is it?”
She had been locked up for too long and was in fear all the time that she lost track of the day and time.
The woman’s voice rang clearly in the silence, adding terror to whoever was listening.
She said, “Today is the lucky day, Friday.”
At the same time, a glimpse of light shone from outside. A man strode in slowly through the door.
Mu Zhi stared blankly at the big men who walked in, then hurriedly hid at the back.
The endless traumatisms she experienced for the last few days had made her forget what terror was. Other than retreating or trying to escape, she was clueless about what else she could do.
“Alright, time to collect your photos!”
The man on the lead bellowed impatiently as he hit the steel cages with a stick. Almost immediately, a few women beside Mu Zhi stood up and slowly walked towards the man.
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine…
Mu Zhi stared blankly at those women while she counted nine of them!
Why were these women so submissive?
Their faces carried no signs or any will to escape. Fear was even absent from their faces. There was only… despair!
Mu Zhi was even more terrified.
The woman earlier on had asked her if it was the first time she was sold. So what if it was?
Were all first-timers like this?
Mu Zhi was so frightened that she kept stepping back.
Just then, a man holding a stick walked towards Mu Zhi, and hit the metal rod beside her.
The resounding accent almost deafened her!
Mu Zhi involuntarily jumped up.
The man grabbed her arm at once as she jumped up and pushed her into the crowd, bellowing, “Enough! Ten in total!”
Mu Zhi stared hollowly at everyone as they started to walk in the same direction.
She was terror-stricken and tried to run back at once.
“I’m not going. I don’t want to go. Lock me up.”
However, only the sound of metal rods banging responded to her. The women in front of Mu Zhi continued walking robotically, without any expression on their faces.
Mu Zhi felt fear enveloping her!
Why weren’t they making waves? What was wrong with all of them?
She wanted to grab them and shout at them, but she was already too scared to do so.
They were brought to another small enclosed space after they got in line. Everyone took turns and got in one by one.
The first woman who went into the room was a blonde with long legs. When she came out, she had her prisoner’s clothes changed into a sexy cat’s costume.
She bore an enticing smile as she walked past the rest of them, looking satisfied, towards another room.
At this time, Mu Zhi could hear the other women who were in line whispering among themselves.
“She is gorgeous! Even breathtaking!”
Why would these people admire this kind of costume and regard it as beautiful?
The second woman walked in next. She was a beautiful black. Her body was long and slenderly sexy. She came out with a transparent coat, covering only her private parts. It was fashionable and sexy but less breathtaking compared to the first costume.
Everyone still exclaimed their awe.
Then, the third woman walked in.
And out.
The fourth one walked in, and out.
The fifth…
Mu Zhi counted one by one until the ninth woman walked in. She was the last one left.
The women’s apparel seemed to look less pleasing one after another, and the smiles on the women’s faces slowly shifted from happy to anxious.
Finally, it was Mu Zhi’s turn.
Mu Zhi did not want to walk in. She tried to resist in every step, but she could not do anything but obey.
The sound and act of the man banging the metal with a stick was too terrifying for her to not submit.
She carefully walked into the room and saw an old woman in it. She was in charge of giving out their costumes. Without looking at Mu Zhi, she pointed to the outfit that was hanging on the wall.
Mu Zhi was bewildered.
It was a plain bikini, and it was already torn, with holes all over it.
Mu Zhi looked at the old woman in disbelief, “You want me to wear this?”
The old woman did not raise her head, “Wear it or scram.”
Mu Zhi chose not to wear it.
She turned around to leave. But just as she reached the door, a man who was standing by the door hit the floor with his stick, “Go in and wear it!”
So… She had no choice.
She could only walk towards the costume and put it on in hiding.
Fortunately… These people seemed to have lost interest in women’s bodies as they were already used to the sight.
After Mu Zhi put on the costume and walked out, she followed the others into another room.
This room was for them to shoot their individual poster for advertisement.
These posters would act as propaganda to attract bidders’ attention so they’d attend.
Mu Zhi finally came to her senses as to why the women were in a hurry to line up earlier on.
If they were at the front in line, they’d be able to pick better-looking outfits and have better photos for their posters.
Those photos would be used during the eliminating round. Bidders will vote for whom they’d like to see in person. The one with the least votes would be taken to the lion’s den, without any chance of being seen.
By the looks of it, Mu Zhi would be the least eye-catching among the ten women.
Mu Zhi became anxious all of a sudden.
She had her photo taken robotically like the other women and was locked up back into the cage.
Fear slowly built up inside her.
In the dark, she asked the woman who had spoken to her previously, “Will the one with the least votes be devoured without a second chance?”
She wished to seek comfort.
However, there was only a cold and abrupt reply,” Yes.”
“Any second chances?”
Another person replied haughtily, “All of us have tipped the photographer, so our photos will be prettier. Newcomers who aren’t aware of this rule are doomed.”
Hearing this, Mu Zhi was even more shocked…
What should she do?
…
Numerous bidders in the house started placing their bets when the posters were out.
When the bidding started, Mu Zhi and the other captives had a scoreboard in front for them to watch the bidding process.
The other women’s bids started from hundreds, whereas Mu Zhi’s started from single digits!
