Interstellar: Conquering Crazy Commanders with Food

Chapter 77 Labor Camp

She definitely doesn't want to fight bloody battles, so she'd better behave herself.

Cassius went to the bathroom twice that night, and she fell asleep again smoothly.

In the early morning of the next day, Claire looked refreshed, and Cassius beside him had a look of tiredness in his eyes, and his whole body was gloomy.

The breakfast is delivered by the local orcs. In addition to the regular nutrient solution and meal replacement pills, there are also local special snacks.

A basket of eggs and two big apples.

In the past, this breakfast was really simple, but in this era when only nutrient solution and meal replacement pills were eaten, Claire burst into tears when she saw those two big red apples.

Biting off the crisp and tender red apple, she sighed suddenly: "If conditions permit, we can get an apple tree and plant it back."

Seeing that she was so happy to eat, Cassius also took a bite of the apple in his hand, his eyes slightly closed, as if he was thinking about the feasibility of this matter.

After eating the apple and eating two boiled eggs, she and Cassius went to inspect the work of the orcs.

The weather today is fine, the spring is warm and the sun is warm. A flock of petrels passed by overhead. Claire boarded an ATV and sat beside Cassius listening to the guide-style explanation of the orcs ahead.

Due to the difficult conditions of this colonial star, no administrator is willing to use this place as his own jurisdiction to do something at a loss, so only the scattered orcs here manage their own areas.

At present, the colonial star mainly provides special ingredients for the empire, which are cultivated by enslaved humans, and the products produced are different every season.

Their ATV drove out to a peaceful and peaceful beach, but as far as Claire could see, there was still the ocean. The coconut trees on the side of the road were luxuriant, and the coconuts like fur balls hung high above their heads.

10 minutes later.The ATV stopped at the edge of an agricultural land. On one side was the tumbling ocean, and on the other side were densely packed humans working in the field.

They wore straw hats on their heads, their limbs were tanned, and their bodies were slim. There was an orc watching with a long whip. Once someone was lazy, he would swing the whip mercilessly.

Claire felt that the good mood of the morning was ruined in an instant. Although she had been prepared, the scene of forced labor still made her feel uncomfortable.

"Is there a map of the earth?" Claire turned to ask the orc in front.

"Have."

The other party quickly gave her a map, and she opened it to look, and found that the plate had moved, and the area that originally belonged to the United States was now just a small island no bigger than a fingernail, and all the remaining land was submerged.

"After our colonization, there was a problem with the gravitational interaction between here and the moon, which caused a tsunami. We believe that the earth's core energy was caused by the over-exploitation of the original human beings."

The orc looked at the human beings who were farming, "It counts, but we saved the lives of these human beings."

After bypassing more than a dozen fields, the car stopped at a trade zone.

"All the items produced on the earth are shipped by merchants to various planets for sale, and we have records of every order." The orc turned to Cassius and said, "Do you want to see it?"

He turned to look at Claire, opened the door and got out of the car.

She followed Cassius into the trading area, where she could no longer see any tall buildings, only various foods she was familiar with were placed on the stalls for the merchants to choose from.

She even saw an area where slaves were sold, which advertised hard work and low prices.

Selling coolies to human beings on Earth is now considered a local characteristic.

The orc who led the front bought two coconuts and inserted them into straws and handed them to them, "Commander, female, try it."

There was a layer of hair on the outside of the coconut that hadn't been peeled off. Claire reached out to take it and prepared to drink with a straw. He held her wrist with one hand. Cassius stared at the coconut in her hand, frowning and said, "It's not clean."

The orc in front was a little embarrassed, Claire helped him explain: "It's just dirty on the outside, but it's delicious inside."

Seeing that he was still frowning and showing disgust, she directly lowered her head and bit the straw to suck the juice inside into her mouth.

The solid-colored coconut water comes up through a transparent straw, mixed with some peeled and minced pulp, which tastes good.

Claire raised her head and handed her coconut to his mouth, "Do you want to trust me once?"

She looked at him with a smile, her round brown eyes seemed to be twinkling with stars, Cassius stared at her for a while, finally lowered his head slowly, and bit the straw.

The refreshing sweetness was mixed with the crushed pulp. Seeing his eyes move slightly, Claire knew that he must think it was good. She took the coconut back with a smile and sucked a few more mouthfuls.

The orc in front breathed a sigh of relief, and then cast ambiguous glances at the intimate behavior of the two.

Claire saw a lot of things along the way, and when she turned around and asked Cassius if she could buy some to take home, he accepted them all with a gentle attitude.

The car slowly followed them all the way to the end.

Behind the trading area, there are labor camps where humans are enslaved.

Different from the clean and spacious shops in the trade area, this place is as dirty as a huge slum. In a real slum, houses made of countless various materials are densely packed together.

As part of their inspections, they were required to enter the labor camps.

An ATV full of ingredients and three people in clean clothes entered the labor camp. Some humans who were at home only dared to lie on the window and look out secretly. Some women envied Claire's clean clothes and healthy complexion. When she caught her eyes, her heart was slightly sour.

"That's it?" Claire stopped in front of the fairly well-decorated house, and the sign with peeling paint said something.

"The last human memorial in the labor camp that is about to be demolished was erected by humans for the dead heroes when the orcs launched the colonial war." The orc next to him snorted coldly and said, "The humans in the Owen galaxy have long planned to abandon this place. There was only a group of humans left standing here, and they were all wiped out by the empire."

"The reason why this memorial hall is kept until now is to remind these orcs how ridiculous their hopeless struggle is, and the martyrs they posthumously are a bunch of waste who died in vain."

Cassius' eyes darkened, and he said in a stern voice: "Anyone who sacrifices for their own country is a hero. They stick to their creed in life and cannot tolerate being slandered again."

Startled by his aura, the orc apologized reflexively.

Claire turned her gaze to find a woman sitting at the door of the house. She was awake, her bones were visible to the naked eye, her cheeks were sunken on both sides, and she was staring blankly at the food on the dune buggy.

She frowned and said: "Although they are workers, you should also ensure that they have enough food, otherwise how can they have strength?"

(End of this chapter)