Chapter 1113 Real Dream

Over the years, Lin Qian has become a merchant and walked on the road. He has passed countless cities of the Eight-eyed Protoss, and he has fully understood the attitude of this race, no matter men, women, old or young, towards the native creatures of the Nine Heavens.

Lin Qian even had a little fantasy, thinking about this alien predator, would he have some kind thoughts?

But in the past ten years, after passing through nearly a thousand cities, Lin Qian only had one feeling.

Damn it!

The eight-eyed protoss, regardless of men, women, or old friends, has no sympathy for the nine-day native creatures enslaved by them.

In their eyes, the lives of these nine-day indigenous creatures are very valuable.

That's right, it's only worth the money. The lives of these indigenous creatures are equivalent to pupil coins, not as a life.

It's just goods, livestock, which can be traded casually, without the dignity of being a life.

elder? Child? woman?

Without exception, everyone in the eight-eyed protoss thinks so.

He has seen more than one case where the children of the eight-eyed protoss took pleasure in torturing and killing the race as a childhood game.

I have also seen those old people ravaging those women of all ethnic groups without mercy.

That's why Lin Qian understood that these eight-eyed protoss, no matter men, women, old or young, would not regret their death.

Following the merchants behind him, Lin Qian naturally knew, if he didn't think they were useful, why would he let them make so much money?

In Lin Qian's eyes, these merchants who treated the native creatures of Nine Heavens as livestock were also a group of fat pigs waiting to be slaughtered.

Moreover, pretending to be friends with them on the road, killing them and replacing them with ghosts, what they do will be beyond doubt and more reliable.

Buying slaves with pupil coins is the safest and safest way to save these nine-day creatures.

Lin Qian couldn't save everyone, at least in the process of conspiring to get to the enemy's library, he used his ability to save as much as he could.

The next day, the merchant dressed up as a ghost went to fetch those slaves and brought them to Lin Qian's mansion.

To know,

Lin Qian's mansion, even if it could accommodate hundreds of thousands of people, would not be a problem, it was very big.

Otherwise, how can it be called a mansion garden?

After the merchant brought the slaves, he continued to do what Lin Qian asked them to do.

First of all, it is to buy the mining rights to the southeast of the city.

There are already about 6,000 slaves in the vestibule of the house.

Among these slaves, there are as many as 4,000 of the human race, and 500 are of the ape race and some other races.

They all have slave marks on their faces, and it shows that they all made their voices in this small world, rather than being caught outside, and the price is much cheaper.

They all looked around with some trepidation, especially the women of these races.

These people all knew what kind of fate they would face as slaves.

With better luck, it's just hard work and fatigue, at least I can live a few more days.

At least, until there is still labor, to be able to live.

But sometimes, to be bought is to be beheaded for fun.

Not long after, footsteps were heard from ahead, and everyone looked forward one after another.

In their eyes, there appeared an eight-eyed protoss, looking at them with an indifferent expression.

After scanning around, Lin Qian's soul consciousness was enveloped, and he was able to confirm that there were no eight-eyed gods mixed in among them.

Be careful sailing for thousands of years. After confirming, Lin Qian said, "I bought you for the purpose of mining the spirit veins, understand?"

"At that time, someone will take you there."

"But there are a few requirements that need to be explained to you."

These slaves all stood there obediently, not daring to breathe, and looked at Lin Qian cautiously.

Hearing what the other party said, knowing how many of them were about to go to mine the Spirit Mine, all of them felt relaxed.

Fortunately, I didn't buy killing for fun.

At least if you work hard in the mine veins, you can still survive.

However, the complexion of the woman among them is also very ugly.

As slaves, they also know that the mine veins are extremely hard.

Even, overworked mining may lead to exhaustion.

Although these slaves all have the strength of body refining, they only have soul power in their bodies, not soul energy.

Mining in those veins is extremely hard. If you want to successfully excavate hard ore, get the spirit stones in the spirit veins from it, and polish the soul crystal, you want to spend a lot of physical strength and soul power.

Often in those mine veins, there are eleven hours of work and one hour of rest, without food or drink.

Men may be able to hold on, relying on the aura of heaven and earth to survive, but women may not be able to hold on, unless their physical fitness is better.

But what can they do, as slaves, they have no choice.

After that, they also resigned themselves to waiting for Lin Qian to announce the rules and conditions.

Some slaves, with wry smiles on their faces, secretly guessed how many hours a day the slave master needed them to work.

"First, after entering the mine vein, you are not allowed to come out, you must stay in it all the time."

Lin Qian's words made everyone feel ashamed and knew that they were doomed.

The order in these words is no different from asking them to work without rest at twelve o'clock every day.

"In the mine veins, you practice, sleep, play, and do whatever you want. If you want food, someone will bring it in. But the only thing is, you are not allowed to leave the mine veins, do you understand?"

As soon as Lin Qian said this, everyone raised their heads and stared at each other dumbfounded, as if they were looking at a monster.

They even wondered if they heard it wrong, or they were still dreaming.

As long as you stay in the vein, you don't need to mine?

Practicing, sleeping, eating, drinking and having fun, whatever they want?

Are you kidding me, is the slave owner of the eight-eyed protoss a lunatic, and bought them to come and raise them in the mine for fun?

When will such a fool appear in the eight-eyed god clan.

"I asked you if you heard it. Answer it loudly!" Seeing that everyone was in a daze, Lin Qian looked solemn and shouted angrily.

And the coercion in his body is also crushed, shocking everyone.

All the clans in front of them knelt down on the ground, unable to raise their heads, despite their efforts.

"Hear!" Everyone shouted hastily.

"Secondly, in the mine veins, no one is allowed to fight and strife, or to bully others."

"Otherwise, kill without mercy."

"Third, any news about the eight-eyed protoss, whether it is useful or not, will be reported to the person who guards you when it reaches the mine."

"Observe these three points, and your lives will be safe."

After Lin Qian finished speaking, the slaves in front of him were all dumbfounded.

Could it be that the dream I had today was so real?