In the cabin, in a spacious guest room, there is a large long table. Sitting on the main seat is a fat man with a fat head and big ears. Although he is not tall, he is dressed in fine clothes.
The gold rings on his hands reflect his high status on this ship.
The fat man's eyes were filled with pieces of meat and bread. His small eyes looked at the food in front of him, full of desire. He licked his tongue around his lips and spit some saliva outwards, so that the two sailors beside him were responsible for serving.
, I felt a little retched just looking at it.
I saw the fat man's desire reaching its peak. He grabbed the piece of meat in front of him with his thick fat hands and thrust it into his mouth. He chewed crazily with his big mouth. His greasy lips made the two sailors...
There was another quiet burst of retching.
At this time, someone pushed the door open, and Ma Dali walked in and said, "Master, do you have enough food? I will have someone prepare some food later."
The obese man whom Madali calls his master is the slave owner Aihua Ding. While chewing the food in his mouth, Aihua Ding said: "Enough, enough... you..." As he said this, he used his leisurely
He stretched out his left hand and shook it with his fingers, and then said: "The kid you showed me is okay, but I don't know if he will be just as good when he gets to the Colosseum and has no fighting spirit."
Madali frowned slightly, feeling that what Ai Huadin was reminding was that if you want to control the slaves, firstly, you must be an ordinary person, and secondly, you must use black gold to suppress the fighting spirit of the craftsmen and injure your own boy, even though he is a holy swordsman.
, but since he is a slave, who can give him the opportunity to use his fighting spirit?
Ai Huadin continued: "The price of these black gold is not cheap. I don't want to waste the price of a pair of black gold shackles to control a useless slave."
"Yes..." Madali said: "I think he should earn a lot of gold coins for his master."
"Okay..." Ai Huading said with a smile: "This kid has been hungry for a few days, so I will give him more food today, so they don't need to snatch it... Hahaha..."
"It's the master..." Ma Dali said and walked out.
In the cabin, Hades looked at the slaves here. There were at least about a hundred people, some were strong and some were thin. He didn't know what these slaves were used for.
From the attitude of other slaves towards Song Beilin, Hades Emperor could roughly imagine Song Beilin's status here. After walking over, Hades Emperor also sat down and said, "Can we talk?"
"Tell me..." Song Beilin raised his head, sighed softly, and said: "We are all slaves, and there are no interests to compete with now. If you want to ask anything, just ask..."
It seemed that Song Beilin was not someone who was not easy to get in touch with. Emperor Pluto began to ask: "Where is this ship going? Why do they need so many slaves?"
Songbeilin smiled disdainfully and said: "None of us know where this ship is going. Ai Huading is the slave owner here. Wherever he says it will go, the ship will go. We slaves are here all day long.
In the cabin, who knows."
"Hmm..." Pluto Emperor nodded and said, "That's right."
Songbeilin continued: "As for what Aihuading wants so many of our slaves to do, I think you can roughly guess it by looking at the eyes of other people. Doesn't he want us to help him raise monsters? Hahaha..."
The Hades Emperor turned his eyes and looked at the eyes of the other slaves. One...two...each of them had a hint of fierceness in their eyes, which made people feel that these slaves were not good people.
Daily life must be about fighting for survival.
Although Emperor Pluto still didn't know what these slaves did in daily life, he still expressed gratitude to Song Beilin: "Thank you for telling me this."
"Haha..." Song Beilin laughed and said, "Boy, I didn't tell you anything."
Emperor Pluto frowned slightly, a little displeased, and Songbeilin said again: "You are a newcomer, be careful. This is not an era of craftsmen, but an era of fists and kicks. Hahaha... don't think you have any
How amazing, here, no one can use fighting spirit, no one can help you, do you know what I say?"
The Underworld Emperor nodded slightly. Song Beilin's words were just to tell himself that there is no friendship here. Don't think that you can travel together, and don't think about how strong you were before. Everyone here is equal.
"Dang...dang...dang..."
At this time, the iron net on the cabin was knocked by a hard object, and then each of the slaves began to get excited. They looked above and then at the other slaves around them, with fierceness and suspicion in their eyes.
Pluto Emperor was confused for a while, and Song Beilin beside him said: "The food is here, why don't you go and grab it? Hahaha..."
No wonder these slaves were all vigilant and showed fierce looks to the people around them. It seems that there is not much food here, so some are strong and some are thin. Emperor Pluto looked up and saw that the sailors above began to eat.
It fell down, and food continued to fall through the gaps between the iron mesh.
The slaves who were planning to rob were shocked when they saw the food and did not rob.
"Hahaha..." A sailor above laughed and said: "What a pity. I like to watch you fight for food the most, but this is Aihuading's order. Let the newcomers have food. You are lucky today.
, everyone has something to eat.”
"Ah~~~" the slaves yelled again. Although they said everyone had something to eat, the slaves were used to fighting for food. They grabbed the food one by one and put it in their mouths.
"Hahahaha..." Song Beilin laughed, raised his head and said to himself: "Boy, you said your name is the Pluto Emperor... That's right, here only occasionally supplies enough food for everyone, for fear of those who are too thin.
Since you are dead, you can no longer make money for Aihuading. Today, you are taking advantage of the thin ones. It seems that Aihuading values you very much."
"Brother..." A strong man came over, looked at Song Beilin and shouted, and handed the piece of meat to Song Beilin.
Song Beilin took the piece of meat and started eating it bite by bite without saying anything.
At this time, a little girl about 10 years old came over, stood in front of Hades, holding a piece of meat in her hand, and said obediently: "Brother, are you hungry? I got a piece of meat for you."
Emperor Pluto was very grateful, but he didn't need it. He shook his head and said, "Brother doesn't want to eat, so you should eat quickly."
"Yoyo...that's weird." Jiao Niangmei came over and said, "My sister kindly gave it to you, but you still don't want to eat it. Do you want to starve to death here?"
The little girl looked at Jiao Niangmei and shouted with a happy smile: "Sister, brother doesn't want to eat, but I'm still a little hungry..." She smacked her lips and said to Jiao Niangmei with a greedy look on her face: "Sister, brother doesn't want to eat, but I'm still a little hungry..."
Can I eat it?"
Jiao Niangmei looked at the indifferent Pluto Emperor and said displeasedly: "Eat it, eat it. If he doesn't eat it himself, we'd better stay away from it."
"Hmm..." The little girl nodded happily and ate the piece of meat in her hand.
"Boy..." Songbeilin still didn't call Hades by name and said directly: "Do you think this is trying to be a hero? I'll give you something to eat this time. Next time, there won't be such a cheap thing. You can eat here.
The meal is just one meal, if you don't eat it, there are still many people waiting to eat." He looked at Jiao Niangmei and said, "Jiao Niangmei, I didn't expect you to have such leisurely time to help this kid."
With a flattering look on her face, Jiao Niangmei looked at Hades and said, "Look at this pretty boy, it would be such a pity if he died, hahahaha..."
The Hades Emperor looked at these slaves and was only thinking about how he was going to escape.