MTL - Banished to Another World-Chapter 642
The weather is getting hotter, especially now that it is going south, the air in the air is getting bigger, it is stuffy and hot, and after a while, the clothes are attached to the body.
There are wilderness everywhere, there is no road at all, that is, the tourists from the Darabo tribe must also ask the beasts or the guiding birds or the old merchants to take the team, and take a certain path to determine the location. For example, it is the most common measure to find local indigenous people to ask them to take a road. Otherwise, you will be a powerful blood soldier, and you will be lost in the endless wilderness and forest.
Now there is a relatively large team in this vast wilderness that is rarely seen.
The leader is riding a wildebeest, followed by a large number of walkers. The wildebeest is very slow, like swaying, so that the walker behind does not have to rush, just follow the normal pace.
If you look closely, you will find that most of the Pacers have defects in their facial features, and their appearance is not the same. It is like a lot of different localities who come together and look very weird.
The snail raised his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead. He grabbed the leather bag hanging on the belt and opened the stopper to take a sip of water.
In general, the skin will have a strange smell in the summer, but this skin is not known because of the elaborate production, even if the water has become warm, it still tastes no strange smell.
Such a delicate skin bag does not say that his former slave soldier, that is, the high-ranking Yi people may not have it.
But now this kind of skin, all the people in the team, including their rescued slaves.
In addition to the water-filled skins, they also have their own clothes and shoes, wooden spoons for eating, straw hats to cover the sun, and covered covers, but the cover is heavy, it is inconvenient to carry around, silent and compassionate, to everyone’s The cover is loaded into the storage bones and will only be sent by the person responsible for the storage when it is needed.
The screw touched the cotton linen on the body, and touched the wooden bowl chopsticks hanging around the waist, feeling that he had never been so rich.
Hunting adults said that this body is their property, and they can get their own reward every month.
This makes the snail look forward to the future, even if he has been subjected to exceptional cruel torture, and his qualification for being a male is deprived, but he can't help but look forward to the future.
"What are you smirking? Walk well, don't leave the team!" The slave soldier, who has been taking care of him, has frowned and screamed at him.
"No, I just feel like I am dreaming." The younger snail was red with a dark face and shouted.
Sis said with no expression: "You give yourself a slap, if it hurts, it is not a dream."
The snail smiled, he wouldn’t hit his face. He stepped up and walked with him. He boldly said, “Where is the leader and the priests taking us there?”
Si didn't seem to want to answer him, but he still said: "You manage so much, we follow."
"I, I just think that this neighborhood looks familiar, maybe my tribe is here, I want to see Eminem, they are still not there, maybe..."
Silence for a while, "Do you remember where you came from?"
The screw nodded and shook his head. "I don't remember much. I remember that there is a big and big river near our tribe. My great witch once said that the river is just a small river. There is a bigger one at her end. River, I always wanted to see the bigger river, but I have not grown up to go out with the hunting team, the tribes have been attacked, the whole people have been killed, caught, I I remember that at the time, I was scattered with us, and I didn’t know if she was caught or hid, I... think about her."
"Your lingua franca is very good, you should come from a relatively large tribe, right?" asked.
"Yeah." The snail nodded again. "Our tribes don't seem to be far from the city. Every few years there will be a caravan of Mucheng."
“Do you think this neighborhood looks familiar?”
"Well! This is not near my tribe, I must follow the slave team here."
"What is your tribe?"
"Alpine caves."
They had very few opportunities for such dialogue before. The slaves who were elected to the slaves received a lot of training every day. Every day they went back to the slave camp and fell asleep, and most of the slaves were incomplete. Everyone wants to say nothing more.
Because of his young age, the snail has just been selected as a slave soldier. He has not been completely infested by the terrible numbness in the slavery barracks. However, he does not dare to say too much to everyone, even if the leader is willing to take care of him intentionally or unintentionally.
Sri Lanka is not in the mood to understand his past, and understands what happened. When a slave soldier can die anytime and anywhere, he can't stand training and die, or he can be punished to die, or he can go hunting with a warrior and be killed by a beast. Either... In short, no slave can live too long.
When he just became a slave soldier, he would be saddened by the death and injury of his companions, and even fight for it, but he was punished again and again, and the people familiar with him disappeared at a very fast speed, and the new slaves again. After a long time of replenishment, he was as numb as other old slaves.
But now everything will be different!
The Jiuyuan people defeated the Yi people. They changed from the slaves of the Yi people to the slaves of the Jiuyuan people, and the Jiuyuan people obviously wanted to be much more benevolent.
Yes, Sigen did not believe in their identity conversion, although the merciful sorcerer has repeatedly stated that they are no longer slaves, but Sis has already passed the age of easily trusting others.
Only teenagers like the snails who are half-sized will truly believe that they are free, and will live a happy and warm day.
"S, if I am pleading with the hunters, do you say they will let me go back and see? I will just go back and see."
Sure enough! When he heard that the kid said that he was familiar, he expected that the other party might make such a request.
Still a child, even made such a naive request. In the heart, Sis made a big cross on the behavior of the snail.
He couldn't bear to let this stupid boy who was so happy again that he angered Jiuyuan's warrior leader and even was punished. He took over the matter. "When I take a break, I will ask, maybe the adults are also looking for it. Indigenous tribes nearby, if there are really alpine caves here, I will think about letting you go over. But don’t you mess around and hear no?”
The snail was excited and whispered.
Si looked up and looked at the sun first, and looked at the front of the team. According to the practice before yesterday, when the sun was about to rise to the top of the head, the adults would find a place for everyone to stop and rest, and now it is almost close to that time.
And there is just a forest in the direction of their march. He also heard the sound of the stream. As long as there are no dangerous beasts, the adults should choose to take a break there for a while, and avoid the hottest noon. Will start again.
It seems that the adults who are at the forefront have never lost their way. They seem to have been walking in one direction. There is no hesitation without stopping, and even every break can find a suitable place.
Is it because it will only become a big bird for children? Or because of the mysterious and benevolent murderer?
Si can't figure it out. He can't figure out a lot about the things that the great people of Jiuyuan have done all the way. For example, what is the ultimate goal of Jiuyuan people? Why do you walk all the way to leave a very flat, wide and strong road, and bridge the river when you encounter it? Why are they always so unhurried, and let a few children play in the wild every day?
And why do they bring them slaves? And it is said that they are helping to guard, helping to collect botanical herbs, etc., to help the engineering team to bridge the road, but what are the real things they want to do in this day?
I don’t think about it, but it doesn’t matter. He has already learned not to think too much, just listen to the order and act.
The forefront of the team.
The original battle touched the hair of his priest, and teased him: "Is finally willing to change back?"
Looking at the map, he is pushing him harshly. "Hot died! Don't rely on it so close." On such a hot day, wearing such a long hair every day, if not for the whole set of drama, why should he suffer such a crime?
It’s been half a month since he’s been blessed. He’s almost “recovered”, mainly because he doesn’t want to wait any longer. He feels the temperature outside this morning and puts his hair in the first place. Shorter, but the color is still white for the time being.
The original war found that he also liked to have a short hair, which would make him look more spiritual and less so far... far away.
"Are we coming to the border of Mucheng?"
"Well, along this road, you can avoid the wooden city. According to our current footsteps, if you don't delay, it will take about a month to enter the virgin forest composed of rolling hills, and the ancient remains should be there. Those are heavy in the old forest."
“Is there a bigger tribe on this road?”
"Nine winds to explore, and will tell us in detail when we come back. According to the news given to us by Mucheng, there should be two or three small tribes of several hundred or so people. If they are small, they will not pay attention." The map was strictly closed.
"What are you going to do with the slaves? Can't you always carry them?" The original war gave him a fan. In fact, the two are not afraid of heat, but such a hot day, even if the body is self-regulating, can still be visually I feel very hot.
"The slaves have performed well during this time, and they can't always be so disabled." The person who was cold and relaxed, but who was still cold and hot, now relies on the arms of the people behind him.
"Do you want to help them recover?" The original battle took him.
"Ok."
The original battle frowned. "There are more than a thousand people."
"I didn't say that I have to help them all in one time. I can use rewards and encouragement to come one by one." Although it is not difficult to carry out a large blessing with his current ability, let so many people work together. Regeneration, the energy required can be much more than the last big blessing he carried out in the Yi people, that is, he can slowly recover the lost life energy, and it will be distressed.
"So this is why you didn't let people send them back to Jiuyuan, but brought them on the road together?"
"This is only one of them. We are still too few people in Jiuyuan. How many size forces have we gone this way? Even if one force stays alone, it is not enough for us to consume. The forces that will join Jiuyuan will come later. The more we learn, the more soldiers will become the soldiers of Jiuyuan, but can you guarantee their loyalty to these fighters?"
"Do you see these slaves?"
Strictly admit, "You also said that these slave soldiers are all selected soldiers. It is a pity to waste them. Although the Yi people are bastards, they can pick the eyes of the people. I also looked at the slaves. Although they are tortured and have many physical injuries, two-thirds of them are blood-throwing soldiers. Even if the level is very low, the highest level is only three, but as long as they are well-trained, they will be better. The practice, I want to upgrade will be very fast.
It is the remaining one-third of the ordinary warriors. Those who can persist in living until now are more determined and tolerant. If they are taught to practice the law, they believe that the achievement will not be better than the other two-thirds of the blood soldiers. difference. ”
The original battle was a bit puzzled. "We have seen and saved a lot of slaves and slaves in front. Why do you only favor the Yi people? You have not brought one of the Yi people."
"Because they have been beaten to the bottom, including their spiritual world, they have been destroyed." It can be said that these slave warriors can only be transferred and taught, and they are the best shackles and sins.
To put it bluntly, the Yi people are actually the equivalent of helping him to do the most cruel thing, and he only needs to stand in front of these people as a savior, and give these people a rebirth, and this rebirth is not only on the *, but also Mentally.
Those who have been completely ruined by his hands, not to mention him as a **** from now on, must have more loyalty than the soldiers who are generally favored by him.
Strictly do not know how to explain this to the original war, he can not say that he had contacted a similar "mental patient" in his previous life, so have some experience in this regard?
This group of slaves can say that they are the most extreme and most difficult mental patients, and all he has to do is to be their god, to give them hope and new life.
This is like a jerk, but it is better than letting them get better.
These slaves are not only physically in need of treatment, they need spiritual reconstruction, and this will be a long-term job, and it is impossible to pay attention to them one by one. The best way is to leave them with them.
Since he stays with him, he can't raise so many people in white. If so, he might as well rebuild these people as he wants, and let them use it for themselves.
The original war and the strict intercourse, do not need to say more strictly, he will understand the other party's words.
Although I don’t know how the priests of the priests should adjust/teach these slave soldiers, they know that the result is not harmful to the murder. They can also establish a private army with the most loyalty and weak military power. The original war also agreed to take over this. It must not be easy to work hard.
At noon, the original battle immediately ordered the Jiuyuan engineering team to build simple houses in the groves and streams ahead of time, and let everyone speed up to rest in the woods.
