Pet Baby, Part 4

The day to auction the puppet dolls finally arrived. Even before Ye Mo appeared, her shop was already being watched by millions of people. While most were just browsing, some potential buyers wanted to see if the whole deal was legitimate.

By the time Ye Mo logged in, the number of online users on the Pet Baby platform had reached nearly 20 million, the highest traffic the site had ever seen. Pet Baby was now impossible to ignore.

Without saying much, Ye Mo immediately placed the two puppet dolls up for auction. The ten approved buyers began bidding right away, starting at 600 million each. The girl was finally sold for 700 million, while the boy fetched 750 million.

Once the auction was complete, Ye Mo planned to dissolve the group. However, the eight people who didn’t win protested. They had queued, signed up, and been investigated, so it didn’t make sense to dissolve the group and start fresh with new participants.

Seeing their persistence, Ye Mo reconsidered and added ten more people to the group. After another round of investigations, she eliminated three more: one man with a history of domestic violence and two others who, despite being wealthy, had questionable morals.

Those eliminated were shocked by Ye Mo’s stringent standards. Some tried to argue, but the facts were undeniable—everything had been thoroughly investigated.

Soon, three replacements were added, and after confirming they had no major issues, Ye Mo informed the group that the next auction would take place in half a month. Each time, there would be one boy and one girl up for auction, and bidders could choose which one they wanted.

Meanwhile, locked away in a dark cell, Princess Kaman was losing her mind. Now that children could be bought online, she deeply regretted her past actions. If only she had known this was an option, she wouldn’t have gone to the trouble of stealing a child, which had cost her family dearly.

Now, the once-proud Princess Kaman had lost everything even her title as a princess. Her father’s fortune had been seized, and her own funds were transferred to Prince Kaman. It was unclear whether the prince saw this as a victory or a tragedy.

Mrs. Rhein, too, was furious. Seeing children being auctioned on Pet Baby meant that Ye Mo no longer needed to go through her to sell them. The lucrative deal that Mrs. Rhein once profited from had evaporated, all thanks to Princess Kaman.

Cutting off someone’s financial lifeline is almost like cutting off their life, and Mrs. Rhein was not one to forgive easily. Princess Kaman’s family had fallen, her father had lost his position as financial minister, and without anyone to protect her, Mrs. Rhein was determined to make her pay.

Mrs. Rhein had even tried to contact Ye Mo directly, but Ye Mo had blocked her. The hassle of face-to-face dealings was too much, and Ye Mo preferred the convenience of online transactions.

Now that the auctions were running smoothly, there was finally some movement on the fake planet. Ever since the ghost vines were dealt with, the planet hadn’t seen any sunlight, and the gnomes remained in hiding. They weren’t sure whether they had been discovered or not, but the continued presence of the warship near the planet left them in fear.

In truth, the gnomes had a few tricks up their sleeves, but they couldn’t launch an attack from such a distance since the warship hadn’t landed.

Mo Mo had no problem staying on the ship with his wife by his side. Over the past few days, he had noticed that the soldiers had begun practicing the cultivation techniques that his Yueyue had compiled. Even the soldiers from District 7, led by Yan Mingke, had started to practice.

This development sparked some healthy competition between the warriors of Districts 7 and 8. Mo Mo didn’t interfere; The people in District 7 were not as shameless as those in the other districts. If they were people from other districts, they would probably come to poach talents. Mo Mo observed for a while and found that their cultivation direction was not wrong, and he left it be as he believed cultivation success was based on fate. Not everyone was suited for it, even with the right techniques.

Cultivation requires spiritual roots!

He kept a close eye on the fake planet, knowing the gnomes wouldn’t stay hidden for long. Once they made their move, half the battle would be won. As for landing the warship, Mo Mo preferred to keep control over his own fate, rather than leave it to others.

After all, their warships are not as big as other people’s spaceships.

One day, a small gnome emerged from the underground. Mo Mo noticed it immediately—the gnome was unusually short, barely half a meter tall. Sneaking through the grass, the gnome made its way to the roots of the now-dead ghost vines and sat down, weeping.

At first, Mo Mo thought the gnome was mourning the vines, but soon he realized that the gnome was crying with relief. Muttering something in the gnome language, which Mo Mo couldn’t understand, the little creature began to laugh amidst its tears. He turned invisible and teleported to in front of the gnome and used a spell to freeze the gnome in place and then read its memories directly.

What he discovered was shocking. The little gnome came from a race known as the “Dwarf Gnomes,” a sub-species of gnomes bred specifically to be fed to the ghost vines. Their small size and high fertility made them perfect offerings.

This particular gnome had come out to confirm the ghost vines’ death, and seeing them truly gone, it was overwhelmed with joy. Its family would no longer have to live in fear of being sacrificed.

What the gnome didn’t know, however, was that ever since Mo Mo had destroyed the ghost vines, the leader of the gnomes had decided to abandon the Dwarf Gnomes entirely.

(End of Chapter)