Chapter 290 Investigation

"Delicious."

Tokas burped and exclaimed sincerely, looking at the ceramic plate in front of him that had been licked clean, and burped again.

This was the most comfortable meal he had eaten in the past few months. After the frigate made an emergency landing, the fastest consumption was salt and seasonings.

Food with seasonings and spices is better than pure natural food.

The chefs in this place are not worse than the tavern owner in Ate City. It's just that the cooking methods are different, and frying, stir-frying and boiling have their own characteristics-but the chefs here are more willing to use ingredients, and the mixed fried minced meat is filled as if they are afraid that he will not have enough to eat.

The mixed fried minced meat should be the prey of these soldiers. Special spice leaves and ginger are used to remove the fishy smell, and a little light sea salt is sprinkled to make meat sauce. Sprinkle the extremely fragrant mixed fried minced meat on the plump rice, let the rice be soaked in the aroma of meat sauce, and then add some green leafy vegetables and fruits to relieve the greasiness.

If there was no wooden fence in front of him, he would feel that he had returned to the civilized world.

It felt terrible to be a savage.

Tucas touched his stomach. If he hadn't been unable to eat a little, he would have wanted to eat another bowl.

These captives were locked up in different rooms along a corridor. Except for a few guards who were seriously injured, there was no private space, but the toilets and furniture were complete.

There was no violence such as beatings. These gray-clothed soldiers didn't want to find any fun in them.

They were more like... a job?

Tucas was unable to confirm their identities with them, but he got a copy of the list from the soldier in charge of the interrogation. The names of all the twenty people in their team were accurately marked in it.

He saw his own name.

'Tucas, Heyuan Kingdom, escort on the ship, detained.'

There were thirteen people whose names were marked with 'detained' like his, and the remaining seven were all marked as 'under treatment'.

Click, the door opened.

A young man in an officer's uniform walked to the door with a basket of fruit, refused the help of the gatekeeper, and walked in slowly.

Unlike the indifferent soldiers guarding the gate, Tokas keenly noticed that there was something strange about him, but the temperament on him...

Education, training, and fighting together formed the temperament of a soldier.

He put down the basket full of green apples in his hand, looked at Tokas who was imprisoned in the prison, and took off his military cap.

A pair of gray wolf ears stood up under the rune lamp.

There are ears on the head.

They are of the same tribe.

Tokas looked through the fence at his fellow tribesmen wearing gray military uniforms outside the fence, waiting for him to speak first.

What is their purpose?

"Hello? You can call me Hackett, your temporary liaison."

Hackett touched a fist-sized green apple from the basket and wiped the dust off it with his clothes. After wiping for a while, he found that it was not dust, but scabs formed after the fruit was scratched.

Then he picked another green apple with a good appearance and handed it to Tokas.

"Yes, they are all fresh."

Tokas took a look at the green apple, which was as green and tender as water and very fresh. He hesitated for a moment, and then reached out to take the green apple from Hackett, as if he had just picked it from the tree.

He took a bite, and it tasted sour with a hint of sweetness.

There were thick sword calluses on Hackett's hands, which were the marks of swordsmen who had been holding swords for many years.

Tokas had never seen the soldiers here use weapons other than guns to fight.

"Um, can I open this door?"

Hackett stared at the fence for a few seconds, and felt that it was quite troublesome for two people to communicate across the fence used for detention, so he turned his head and looked at the soldier at the door and asked.

The order he received was to let him communicate with this group of new, arrested sub-humans as a representative. At least don't let the other party feel disgusted and repulsive to him, so that it will be easier for the territory to carry out follow-up work.

Sub-humans are also a usable population for the territory. If you can find a way to recruit a group of outsiders to supplement the population of the territory.

Hackett got the key hanging on the guard's waist.

Tokas looked at the wooden fence that was successfully opened by Hackett and thought to himself.

Unlike him, the other party has a certain degree of freedom and autonomy here, and seems to have a decent status.

That is to say, they may not be treated badly.

Hackett took a new apple from the basket and placed it on the table next to Tokas' bed.

"These apples are all grown in the base, the first batch of fresh apples harvested. Each person is allocated two. You came in time, so you also have your share - do you want me to help you peel it?"

Tokas shook his head and concentrated on the apple in front of him.

As Hackett spoke, he glanced at the single room, which was obviously much better than the big bunk bed where they were imprisoned, and felt a little emotional.

They were also imprisoned as prisoners like this group of guards, but after confirming that they had no intention of resisting, the manager helped them resume their normal life.

As for going home, the other party promised to send them away as long as they worked for them for three years. The same promise was made to all the adventurers in that batch, three years, Ji Lin only needed three years at most to build a steel defense line in this sky island world.

There would be no problem in letting these adventurers go back at that time.

If they do not want to return to Heyuan Kingdom, they can also choose to join their management.

Hackett did not choose to leave here and go home. He had nothing to miss in his hometown. He even exchanged the last bit of inheritance from his family for a ticket to the Sky Island World and a basic airship.

"They didn't plan to do anything to you, nor did they plan to do anything to you. But now you are still prisoners, so you don't have the right to move freely - no, it seems that you can."

Hackett scratched his head and looked at the silent Tokas. He felt a little emotional in his heart, thinking of what the manager here said to him: they can be given a certain range of free activities if someone accompanies them.

Changheng is not afraid of them running away. If they run away in the extremely harsh environment outside, they will die. Providing them with better food and accommodation can curb their desire to run out of the base, just like they did to Hackett and others.

But they are afraid that they will run around in the base.

There is a large amount of gunpowder stored in the base, just in case someone who is blind hides in the ammunition depot with a torch.

"Why don't you come out and check on your team members? They are next door."

Tokas was stunned for a moment, nodded, and stood up to help Hackett carry the basket of green apples.

Then he checked and greeted the guards in the remaining twelve cells who were in better mental states than him. They all had the same ceramic plates on their desks as himself, and lay comfortably on their beds to sunbathe their bellies.

Some even went to sleep after eating.

Worried in vain.

Seeing that the guards were all safe and sound, Tokas secretly breathed a sigh of relief and walked briskly.