Chapter 125- Give me your ID card

*ring ring..

Cyra groggily shut off her alarm, yawning as she stretched before dragging herself to the bathroom.

Still half-asleep, she slipped into black sportswear and walked out of the room in slow lazy steps.

She squinted her eyes, feeling irritated by the blazing sun, forcing her to look down at her feet as she walked toward the slave market, just twenty minutes away from the hotel.

Cyra passed by a shop selling sunglasses, she changed directions, and walked in, She saw the man watching a movie at the counter.

She removed her gaze and selected a sunglass. Choosing the one that fit her face, she scanned her bracelet and paid.

The man looked up when he heard the payment sound and was stunned to see Cyra's face, he looked in a daze till Cyra walked out the entrance.

Cyra put on the glass and felt much better and she continued walking to the slave market.

At the entrance, the air buzzed with loud bidding.

"One million coins!" "Five million!" "Twenty mana stones!"