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The slave market in the stronghold is definitely owned.

As long as you have gold and food, here you are the God of the fate of countless people in Sovereign.

In the stronghold, it is a deformed small society.

The composition here is completely chaotic, and the social structure is also chaotic. People's desires, and people's ambitions, have been released here, resulting in a complete purgatory here.

Chu Bin and Wu Jiang are completely happy and painful.

Happy because they each carried a bag of 100 jin of rice on their shoulders. In this apocalypse, having milk is a mother, and a hundred kilograms of rice is enough to attract madness.

Pain... These hundreds of pounds are carried on their bodies, they are just ordinary people, how can they bear it? even more how, the rice is soon no longer his own, because Lu Chuan came to consume it.

Before the end of the world, it was hard for anyone to believe that rice could also be currency?

It is estimated that whoever said that will be laughed out of their teeth.

But now, it is an ironclad fact that rice is used as a currency.

There is food, which you can use as gold, and the purchasing power is amazing.

Lu Chuan was walking in front, with a Type 03 automatic rifle on his back, and a bulging bag hanging from his waist. A discerning person would realize that there were magazines inside.

Chu Bin and Wu Jiang followed behind Lu Chuan carrying rice, gritted their teeth so that they would not be much behind Lu Chuan.

As soon as this combination appeared in the slave market, it immediately attracted the attention of many people.

Slave Market was transformed from an old vegetable market. It used to be closed for chickens and ducks, but now the cages are full of people. These people were unkempt, staring numbly outside. Most of them are sitting on the edge of the cage, closing their eyes and being indifferent to the outside world.

More than that, they are still bruised and bruised.

A modern man, in order to make him a slave, absolutely needs to go through an experience that makes him despair in order to subdue him in will.

And the terrifying of this experience can be imagined.

In this process, there are beatings and various punishments.

Under this punishment, for many years and months, no matter how strong the person is, he can't bear it, and he finally succumbs. This is a torturing process of will, and it is a process that makes a person give up all dignity.

After countless tortures, they were finally treated as goods and placed in the cage.

This type of people, their will has dissipated, their hearts have been severely traumatized, and it is difficult to get out of this shadow. All their lives, they may obey their masters and work diligently for them until they die.

The slave market is very deserted, mainly due to food constraints.

It is easy to buy a slave, but it is difficult if you want to keep him alive. You need to give him a job that earns more for you, and let him work like a cow in order to earn profitable food.

Generally speaking, people who buy replicas have the idea of ​​hitting wild plantations.

Use the life of the slave to fill, let the crops grow up.

As long as there is good luck and a good harvest, the payment of these slaves is nothing at all.

In this stronghold, the biggest role of the slave is in this aspect, in planting.

In the deserted market, Lu Chuan appeared with two people carrying food. For the people here, it was undoubtedly the God of Wealth. How could they not focus all their attention on Lu Chuan? body.

It's cold now, the crops have been harvested, and there is nothing to work on. This is the time when the slaves are least useful. Many slave owners are worried. After all, these slaves cannot be sold, but they have to consume food .

Seeing someone appeared, all of them stretched their necks.

"Hahaha, Boss, hello hello."

In the next moment when Lu Chuan appeared, a fatty came to Lu Chuan like a ghost.

In this last world, it is really rare to see such a fat person.

Seeing that Lu Chuan's eyes fell on him, the fatty laughed instead and explained, "It's all genetics, my physique will get fat even if I drink boiled water. Control is also difficult to control."

Some people were unhappy when they saw this dead fatty preemptively strike.

Anyone who can play this line is not a ruthless character?

A kind-hearted person can't do this business, and only the cruel means of torturing a slave is not something that Lu Chuan can play. Only vicious and merciless people, people who kill people without blinking, people who eat meat next to dead bodies without changing their face, etc., can they dare to be slave masters.

It can be said that each of their hands is covered with blood.

"Boss, what kind of slaves do you need, you can report the number, and I will find them immediately."

"This little Boss, I have a few extremely strong slaves here. young man, I guarantee your satisfaction."

"Boss, Boss, don't trust them, the ones I have are the best."

"I'm not bragging, in the entire stronghold I am the one with the best mouth."

These slaves, not someone who is easy to deal with, have gathered around, ignoring this fatty, all right? He opened his mouth to brag about how good it is to go to his own slave.

As if in their mouths, people are not people, but a commodity.

In fact, before he came, Lu Chuan couldn't get over his heart, after all, he couldn't save them.

You can think deeply, if you don't save yourself, who can save them?

In your own hands, do you still have to worry about food and security? All of these are not a problem. You can give them enough food and drink. With the wealth in your hands, no matter how many these people are, they are only a drop in the bucket.

The speed of consumption brought by their meals is definitely not as fast as the speed of their own money.

I have to say that slave masters are evil, but the slaves they train are just like tools, mechanically accomplishing what you ask them to do.

From Lu Chuan's point of view, these people are no different from zombies.

Now I can buy a batch, it's a batch.

Anyway, these slaves were eventually taken away from the stronghold and brought to the factory in Bei'an New District, where they became workers. That's fine, at least they won't have any objections in management.

If you take it out and don't bring it back, you can be sentenced to death, and it will be the end of the entire army.

Lu Chuan folded his arms, watching the self-sacrifice of these slave masters.

When they all stopped and looked at him, Lu Chuan let go of his arms, pointed at Chu Bin and Wu Jiang, and said, "I brought integrity, and It's still white rice, I don't care how many of you there are , I just want the result, pick out the best, and don't waste each other's time."