Chapter 218 We Eat Worse Than Slaves

Under the stimulation of the green trees, the huge business group immediately accelerated its pace and rushed towards the forest.

During this period of time, the red soil wasteland was all red soil that could not be seen. That piece of green forest, like an oasis in people's hearts, nourishes their hearts and makes their tense nerves a little nourished.

It was already lunch time, and a trace of smoke rose from the green woods.

The slaves who were working in the woods began to gather for a meal.

"My God, white bread! These lowly slaves are eating white bread and potato soup!!"

"Damn, how can these lowly slaves eat white bread! This, isn't this better than me, Master Bai? Is there any reason for this?"

"White bread!! What a waste!! What a waste to eat white bread for these slaves! Master Ian, what a waste!!"

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As soon as the leaders of the slave trade groups broke into the forest, they were attracted by the fragrance and came to the place where the slaves ate. When they saw the slaves eating white bread, many leaders of the trade groups suddenly had red eyes, and they felt sad. screamed.

The staple food of the middle- and lower-level civilians and slaves in the Feiso plane is extremely rough, as hard as a piece of wood. And the fragrant and soft white bread made of finely ground flour can only be afforded by those rich businessmen and nobles.

Some destitute aristocrats even had to succumb to reality and eat black bread as a family.

The leaders of this slave trade group are quite miserly, and the leaders of some small business groups eat black bread every day. Seeing Yang Feng's slaves eating white bread now, their eyes suddenly turned red.

When the guards of the slave trade group saw those slaves eating white bread, their eyes couldn't help but turn a little red. They are the guards of these business groups. Basically eating brown bread and drinking water. Slaves now eat better than them, which naturally makes them very unbalanced.

Jim stared at the white bread, then at the City of Miracles in the distance. There was endless greed flashing in his eyes: "The rich Ian Master, even the slaves can eat white bread. If I bring someone to snatch this city. How? I have three thousand people in my hands, he There are only a few hundred slaves, even if it is exhausted, he can exhaust his spell slots! Grab this city and dedicate it to His Majesty the Emperor, maybe my Jim can also become a nobleman!!"

Almost none of the slave traders in Regisk were good people.

When they were in Regisk City, they barely obeyed the law. But as soon as he left Regisk City, he came to an unconstrained wilderness. Then they turned into the most terrifying beasts.

Every year, many small groups of slave traders disappear silently into the wilderness. Jim was able to have such a big power in Regisk City, I don't know how many small slave trader groups have been swallowed up by the belt bones.

"Jim, keep your people quiet!"

Clive walked out of the woods with four hundred fully-armed soldiers, frowned slightly, and scolded Jim.

Jim looked at Clive, who was majestic, full of energy, exuding a strong temperament, his eyes fell on the fingers of Clive's hands, his eyes shrank slightly, and the red in his eyes instantly faded. With a kind smile, he greeted him: "Haha, Clive. It's a pleasure to see you. It seems that your body has been completely healed by Master Ian. Master Ian, it's really amazing. Woolen cloth!"

"That's right, brothers No. 200 and I have recovered our full strength under the treatment of Master Ian! Not long ago, a wolf cavalry with a number of more than two thousand came to attack us, and Ian* The division single-handedly killed a thousand wolf cavalrymen. If they hadn't run fast enough, I'm afraid all the wolf cavalrymen would have stayed here. Their corpses are all hanging there. Do you want to go over there? Take a look?"

Clive runs the secret spell. A terrifying fighting spirit of the sky knight level erupted instantly, and the powerful aura oppressed Jim a little bit out of breath. He looked at Jim with a half-smile.

Clive knew best what those slave traders were. If you are stronger than those slave traders and give them enough benefits. Then they are your most faithful dogs. But once you show a hint of weakness, they'll turn into a pack of jackals and rush over to devour you.

Jim narrowed his eyes slightly, showing a relieved smile, and said cheekily: "Haha! It's amazing! Teacher Ian is really amazing! Clive, you have to thank me. If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't have met Ian. *Master is such a good person. Besides, while you are with me, I have never abused you and your brothers!"

Clive and the 200 soldiers of the Iman Duchy's Praetorian Guard were all valuable goods, and Jim didn't treat them badly. If they were raised to look haggard, with yellow faces and thin skin, those noble ladies would not like them.

Clive smiled lightly and said, "I really should thank you for this. But now, bring your people into the city!"

Jim said calmly: "Okay! By the way, do all the slaves here eat white bread? This is too extravagant!"

Clive said: "Neither!"

Only then did Jim breathe a sigh of relief. The mere slaves ate almost as much as he, a big businessman, which made him feel a little unbalanced!

Clive said: "Only hard-working slaves can eat white bread. Those who are lazy can only go to another place to eat brown bread and water."

Jim's face twitched slightly.

The faces of the business group leaders who came around were also not very good-looking. Their standard of living is only on par with the hard-working slaves in the city of wonders.

The faces of the leaders of some small business groups were even darker. They eat brown bread basically every day and only eat white bread during the holidays. Their lives were simply worse than slaves. Of course, that's also because they're too stingy.

The guards of those business groups also all had dark faces, thinking about changing jobs in their hearts.

The slaves were all looking forward to it.

Jim asked curiously, "Isn't the city of miracles short of food? Can the slaves eat white bread like this, can the food hold up?"

The leaders of the slave trade groups also pricked up their ears. In particular, the merchants who delivered the food were extremely nervous, waiting for Clive's answer as if they were awaiting trial.

Clive replied proudly: "The great Master Ian cast a spell to purify parts of the red earth wasteland. Now that land can be used to grow bread trees that he has improved. Those bread trees can be harvested three seasons a year, Every season, five thousand catties (with skin) of breadfruit (not bread flour) can be harvested from one mu of land. Moreover, on the land where bread trees are planted, some crops such as potatoes and sweet potatoes can also be mixed. From now on, we will have a miracle. The city's food is completely self-sufficient!"

The leaders of the slave trade groups all took a deep breath, and there was a flash of shock in their eyes.

The merchants who brought the food over were even more somber, so depressed that they almost wanted to cry.

Jim rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Can I buy some of those bread tree seeds? I can pay a lot of money to buy them!"

As a businessman with a keen sense of smell, Jim immediately noticed the great strategic value of the bread tree seeds. Once that kind of bread tree is popularized, it will have a huge impact on the entire Feiso plane.

Clive smiled and said, "Sorry, these things are not my responsibility. You can discuss with Lena or Master Ian."

Under the escort of four hundred warriors under the command of Clive, this huge slave trade group entered the City of Miracles directly.

As soon as he entered the City of Miracles, Jim saw the wide and tidy streets of the City of Miracles. On both sides of the street, there were green trees and beautiful buildings.

The street is covered with a layer of cement, and people come and go, but there is no trace of rubbish, and there is no human or animal excrement. The whole city looks neat, clean and beautiful.

Jim sincerely sighed: "What a beautiful city! Master Ian is really amazing. He not only has powerful magic power, but he is definitely a master in designing cities. I see Imperial Capital, in many aspects. It doesn't compare to this city of wonders."

Randy looked around and sighed for a while: "It's really incomparable! I have been to the imperial capital before, except for the noble area and the imperial city, the rest of the area is dusty, and there are livestock and human excrement everywhere. When it rains, you can't go outside without wearing rain boots. This city is the city where the upper class should live!"

The leaders of this huge union of slave traders are Jim and Randy, the two most powerful slave traders in Regisk.

"That's a lake!! I read it right! That's a lake!!" Suddenly, Jim's eyes jumped and he pointed into the distance, his voice trembling.

"Lake!! OMG! That's really a lake!!"

"How is it possible? How can the red earth wasteland have lakes!!"

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The eyes of those business leaders also followed the direction of Jim's slightly fat and short fingers, and all of them showed shocking colors.

After the battle of the gods, due to the pollution of the blood of the gods, it was difficult for plants to grow in this red earth wasteland. The climate has also slowly changed, the water vapor is thin, and it doesn't rain a few times a year.

The whole red earth wasteland cannot have lakes. Even if the lake is artificially built, the water vapor will be continuously evaporated because of the arid climate, and eventually it will become a dry dead lake.

Now, in the city of miracles, there is a huge lake, which is simply against the sky. (To be continued.)