My Wife is a Counsel Chapter 15: Slave society
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After cruising outside the mountains for a while, the airship returned to the Ottoman settlement.
To understand the situation of the Fly God Cult, it is better to wait for their people to come out and get a preliminary understanding. It is only a few days before they send envoys to pick up the sacrificial children.
It is a pity that Candice is not in the Southern Territory. Otherwise, by relying on her mind-reading skills to catch the messenger of the Cult of the Fly, we would be able to basically understand the things in the Fearful Mountains.
There is a small tent next to the airship.
Lu Ming originally made an appointment with Osman, but Osman brought the boy and girl who were to be sacrificed.
Lu Ming didn't say much. Although it was too obvious, Osman's mood was understandable.
Now he just hopes to win the sympathy of people in his own city-state, so that the settlement may still have a glimmer of hope in the future.
"Let's do this. I'll provide you with some things for your settlement, which are simple tents smaller than this. I'll provide you with about twenty of them, which can help your settlement shelter from wind and rain." Lu Ming pointed to where a few people were. tent house, said: "You can use river bed soil as the foundation, simple tents should be pitched on river bed soil."
Osman's eyes immediately lit up, and he knelt down on one knee and said with tears: "Although my army is useless in the eyes of the master and is only a burden to the master, all the people in my army are willing to be the slaves of the master. , Master approves it or not, we have all sworn a blood oath to be loyal to the Master! Moreover, we do not expect the Master to accept us useless slaves. This is just an extravagant hope of us useless slaves. When we are disillusioned, Being able to meet a villain is also your first blessing after disappearing from that vicious and cursed place1"
Zhuge waved his hand: "It's broken, get up1"
"He will stay there for a few days temporarily, and the tent will serve as his living room. He must remain vigilant. Once the envoys of the Cult arrive, he will immediately return to the city to report the news."
One of them was stunned, but Yi Yan quickly reached out and carefully pinched Zhuge's sleeves. He also knew what he was thinking of, and his expression was extremely strange.
In that eighth small continent, it was actually a hundred times crueler than the slave society, and human life was as cheap as a piece of grass. After hearing Zhuge's words, Lu Ming's face paled slightly, and then nodded: "Yes, I understand.
Wei Zhi smiled and said: "He will follow you." He stood up and walked behind the vertical mirror in the corner of the tent room.
In fact, the special service team had exactly the same mentality as when they first came to serve the "His Majesty".
Half a quarter of an hour ago, Wei Zhi simply put away the boat and returned to the city-state through the mirror passage with his servants and slave armed brigade. "Get off the road!" Wei Zhi stepped back from the mirror. Zhuge smiled slightly: "Yes, before the messenger of the Divine Religion came, he exited from the passage and followed.
Before you passed it once, he knew that he could not freely use the passage from the city-state to the Ottoman settlement. For others, if you, the immortal, guided you once, this mirror would still be a mirror. "
The people in the city-state without the faint trace of civilization live a peaceful and stable life. The city-state is really like a paradise. The Lord of the city-state people also displays the power that is like a bad god. The people in the settlement are crying and begging to be their slaves. , this is also inevitable.
Back in the tent room again, Lu Ming stared at Zhuge with his small eyes, and suddenly walked on the road, "Man, Da Nu has long wanted to call Master like that. In Da Nu's heart, you are no longer Da Nu's third person. , you are the master of the great slave whose life is in your mind! 1"
There are seven guards at the door, two fully armed slave musketeers and two slave assaulters with armor and giant axes.
Lu Ming hurriedly ran to follow him. When he left the house, he saw a red carpet corridor inside. Zhuge waved his hand, "It's broken, go and distribute the tent rooms now!" Zhuge said: "Grab a corner of your sleeve. "Yes! Your Majesty." He bowed respectfully and came in. Lu Ming's shocked mouth was still It's not closed, it's closed.
Eighty-eight slave commandos (gladiators) have all passed the screening review and are ready to equip us with degenerate thermal weapons made with low technology in the Northern Territory, and each of them will also be equipped with a special ice gun. There will be no relevant training that will follow.
Zhuge Weiwei agreed that in the future, the special service personnel would stand at attention and salute, but now they have gradually become his own personal servants. The scenery behind his eyes changed, and Lu Ming was also dizzy and walked a few steps forward. When he stood still and the dizzy feeling gradually dissipated, he realized that it was a stone house. It was empty outside, but there were several ancient frames. An antique long glass mirror.
When Shi arrived at the tent room, Zhuge called Lu Ming.
Lu Ming saw the mirror suddenly broken and ripples appeared like lake water. Zhuge retreated half of his body outside. He shuddered in fright. The fingers holding the cuffs of his sleeves were about to loosen involuntarily, but then he Then I felt a suction force coming from my hand. I was able to do it on my own and fell back.
Seventy talented men were selected from the hundred-man slave army to teach us, equipped us with automatic rifles and trained us to use them.
An extremely easy-to-understand mirror makes the person behind the mirror appear every detail outside. After going up to the official residence and returning to the courtyard, the slave waited for a while, and I took out a draft of the name.
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Although it felt very good, and even said that I was going to die, I could only hold on bravely.
As for the residents of Wei Zhiyan, when they saw the airship suddenly disappear, they themselves disappeared just before retreating from the tent house. It all depends on what we think, how we tell it falsely, and how it turns into a story or a myth.
Many women, men and old people came to worship Zhuge in front of him and kissed the toes of Zhuge's shoes to express their gratitude.
On the other hand, those in the slave army who have walked through the mirror passage with me can feel that our loyalty and respect for ourselves have plummeted. Originally this kind of loyalty to the master, now it is directly A mode of belief elevated to the level of religion.
I turned around and saw that Zhuge had not waved to me from behind the door.
Lu Ming is smart, he will be safe if he stays in the Ottoman settlement, and to be honest, if he keeps Lu Ming, he will be a loyal slave musketeer and assaulter. In his eyes, they are more important than Lu Ming's life. , Yes, it was a subconscious comparison, and I had never seriously measured it.
It was the corner room on the seventh floor of the villain's official residence of the city-state lord. The bad image was named the teleportation room, but Lu Ming had never been allowed to approach it.
Next to the airship, there are a bunch of colorful simple tents bundled together. They are all new products that have never been used, and they don’t look too low. Everyone was shocked when they were about to get an F "3 Bai." But when Duo Si Sheng led others to hold them open one by one, they were all shocked. It was San'er
In front of the crowd, the entire settlement cheered in unison.
Zhuge casually flipped through Xiaonu's plan and nodded: "Just follow his plan.
"Ah, ah, it's your official residence?!" Lu Mingbao finally came to his senses a while ago.
Although the accuracy is slightly poor, when facing a war of ferocious beasts, that rifle is obviously the most suitable harvesting weapon.
Zhuge smiled: "Bad, you go back."
The automatic rifle chosen by the slave musketeers of the Eighth Little Continent is similar to the AK47. Although the range is the same as that of the early rifles, it is more stable and has very little power in the middle range.
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