Chapter 40 Slave Market
Wei Miao was surprised by the first revelation.
The fox's narrow yellow eyes narrowed: "Then you are so lucky. The effect of my divine gift is madness, which is very single."
Lulu continued: "My divine gift The effect is also unique, condensing cannonballs on the antlers, similar to the fireball technique."
When Wei Miao heard this, the expression on his face remained unchanged, and he was a little surprised.
It is indeed strange to say this. It stands to reason that based on the fairness principle of the Masquerade, there will not be much difference in the blessing ability between players.
She thought about it for a moment, and the faint yellow light made her look confused: "It's probably a compensation for the different strengths of the species. Moreover, your beloved ones have no obvious characteristics."
This The reasons are valid. The bunny-headed man's innate combat ability is at the bottom among the orcs, while the fox-men, who are a tribe of carnivores, are not weak in combat power.
The deer-headed tribe is special. Their antlers are as clear as crystal and extremely strong.
Beautiful things often attract covetation. There is a group of "deer hunters" who specialize in hunting deer-headed people. They kill deer-headed people and remove the antlers, which are sold and circulated among the upper class as luxury goods and collectibles.
Where there is demand, there is a market. The deer-headed people are threatened by life, and all the people are warriors with strong muscles and explosive power.
The other two looked at each other cryptically and agreed with her statement without going into details.
Lulu tapped his fingers on the tea table: "Let's start taking action and meet before five o'clock tomorrow night."
"Okay."
Zaiyin Sheng Under the rising blue sickle moon, the three of them took action separately.
In a mini-plane, the mysterious power penetrates time and space, dividing this plane into countless small spaces.
Each space is independent of each other, but Qi is entangled with various planes. An inexplicable force turns into threads to maintain the connection between the two, which is constantly changing. Some connections are newly established and some are destroyed.
One of the small spaces has evolved into a gorgeous viewing hall from a human perspective. What is shown on the big screen is the tribal world. Thousands of pictures are layered on top of each other, and the dazzling stream of light is rotating. The information contained in them will make ordinary creatures look at it, and their consciousness will be washed away into nothingness.
On the scarlet viewing seats below, shadows were moving, and the audience watched with gusto.
Among them, the puppet boy and the sleepy old man Wei Miao saw last time were among them. There are also some new faces.
They whisper in the hall, and their language is the manifestation of will and thinking, which directly touches the soul, but is very difficult for humans to hear and understand.
Only those at the stalwart level are qualified to join their discussions.
The pictures of Wei Miao and others are clearly visible in their eyes, and cannot be concealed.
"It seems that this person is admired by Thousand Eyes. His ability to bless has been sublimated, depending on the characteristics of the object, and it has become similar to a real divine being." The glass eyes of the puppet boy reflected five colors. Colorful, flashing with mysterious light, the joints of the mouth open and close.
“She performed a sacrificial ceremony in the previous world, and had a causal relationship with the Thousand Eyes. Not to mention, that eye was closely related to Him, had a prototype, and had great potential.” Drowsily. The old man squinted his eyes and the muscles at the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
"His care and appreciation are not necessarily good things." A humanoid creature with an ice-blue complexion smiled half-heartedly.
A group of gray-white mist is constantly changing its shape. Every moment is a new form, and everyone looks at it from a different angle.
He was the silent one among the discussants and spoke the most directly: "He just wants a new eye, to watch the eye grow in His watering, and then reap the harvest."
"But according to the rules of the game, even Thousand Eyes cannot say that he has a chance to win." The puppet boy's smile became more and more festive, "Rules! These little guys have a chance to play against them."
Tribal World .
Wei Miao led the favored warriors she selected back to the bunny-headed shop.
“What should we do next?” Pangdun No. 3 asked with a quick mind. Wei Miao thought for a while: "You don't need to take action for the time being, stay in the store."
They are mainly acting as thugs, so they can stay put while investigating.
She turned around and asked the caravan leader who was standing respectfully aside: "Is the slave market in Chen Qingzhong still open now?"
Person in charge: "Yes, I will take you there!"
"No, take her there." Wei Miao pointed to Aimeng No. 1.
Ai Meng No. 1 was stunned for a moment and then agreed.
For time-limited tasks, Wei Miao always counts every second. The soldiers under his command also acted decisively and acted immediately after giving instructions.
Wei Miao lowered her eyes and her consciousness quietly shifted.
The night in Chenqing is brightly lit and the world is gorgeous. Bright red lanterns hang from the eaves, and soft moonflowers are planted on both sides of the street. The night sky is deep and the blue sickle moon is looming.
Most of the people in the entertainment area are humans wearing gorgeous clothes. Cars and carriages are coming and going. Occasionally, orcs are mixed in, and their faces are radiant.
The lights in the entertainment district are brighter than in the commercial district, which shows the prosperity of Chenqing.
Only when you have enough to eat and drink can you think about having fun. The power of the human race is undoubtedly at its peak.
Wei Miao has descended into the body of Aimeng No. 1, and her ability is used to investigate.
The moment she arrived, Wei Miao took over everything about her. On the surface, Ai Meng No. 1 was just in a trance and kept walking, but in fact, he was a completely different person on the inside.
Wei Miao walked along, observing and admiring the sight of the human race. The key fateful figure comes from Chen Qing, and the subsequent mission must have some connection with the human race.
The slave market is buried in the entertainment area. It is the dark side of the bright light, and most of the orcs are imprisoned in it.
There are five classes in the human tribe, which are in a pyramid structure.
At the top are the tribal chiefs and elders, representing the aristocratic class, possessing power and wealth. The second class is human wealthy businessmen, who have no power but wealth. The third class is the common people. The fourth is the alien orcs and the small human tribe outside the city, and the lowest is the slaves.
What's interesting is that even in peacetime, human tribes never lack slaves, orc slaves.
The entrance to the slave market is in the alleyway between a restaurant and an inn, with a red lantern hanging on the iron door.
The person in charge took down the red lantern and led Wei Miao into the depths.
As he walked, he said: "The human slave market has always been resisted by our orcs, so it is opened in the dark. If you want to do business with them, you must follow their rules."
< br>"Humans can enter directly, but orcs need to carry a red lantern." He shook the lantern in his hand and sneered, "If there is no lantern on the door, it means there are orc customers inside and they need to wait."
"However, some of the orcs who come here are here to redeem the prisoners of war from the tribe. This is an unspoken rule between us and the human race." The person in charge explained in detail.
The humans treated the orc prisoners of war as slaves, not only to provide coolies, but also to make another fortune from the defeated.
The Orcs treat prisoners of war much more directly, killing them all. The blood in their bones prevents them from keeping alive.
However, every year, a lot of orcs disappear in Chenqing.
There is one more update to wait for.
(End of this chapter)