Lord of the Nine Realms

Chapter 1 Slaves
"49 days countdown."

Chen Yuansheng felt that he was in a daze. Whenever he had a little free time in his mind, he would call up the "Heaven is Dead" system to take a look, hoping for a miracle to happen.

It was a signboard that looked like an old wood carving, with a simple shape and mottled writing.

【Heaven is dead】

Name: Chen Yuansheng
Identity: Slave [-49 day] The countdown is over, and if you still cannot get rid of the slave status, the system will automatically disappear.

Occupation: None
Realm: Normal (2/3)

Physique: Stamina 4; Strength 4; Agility 4; Defense 0
Attribute Points: 0
Heterogeneity: 55/100 [This world is seriously polluted, get rid of the contaminated mutant creatures to obtain Heterogeneity]

“There are no miracles in a miserable life.”

Just 51 days ago, Chen, a university lecturer, was teaching students in class:
"Don't read online articles, they are all spiritual opiates."

"Especially don't read system articles. I opened a novel and as soon as I saw the word system, I immediately smashed my phone."

As a result, that night, he took the system and traveled to this broken world, becoming a human slave in Dune City.

Sand Dune City, an earthen city for the Warcraft clan to defend against desert evil beasts, is more than 2000 miles of desert to the east, and more than [-] miles to the west of the Warcraft Territory.

"Want to run away?"

"Not to mention Ferrari, even driving a new energy hybrid is useless."

Chen Yuansheng raised his head, looked at the earth city in the distance surrounded by desert and wilderness, and shed tears of regret.

"If I could go back in time, I would definitely tell the students: Even if you don't like reading system texts, especially lord system texts, please bow deeply to it before closing the page."

The setting sun was like blood, and the west wind carried flying sand and crackled in the face.

In the barren wilderness, a few men in ragged clothes pulled three carts full of food and walked slowly against the wind and sand toward the sand dune city five miles away.

The leading cart puller looked to be in his 30s, simple and honest, with rough skin and a dark face. He was over 1.8 meters [-] tall and looked more majestic than the others.

He is Chen Yuansheng. In fact, he is just 19 years old this year. The miserable slave life has left an indelible mark on him.

"In stock?"

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a clump of green grass ten meters to the left in front of him. Two grasses with red stems and leaves stood abruptly and were extremely lush.

Chen Yuansheng's eyes lit up, he immediately slowed down and shouted loudly: "Brother Ya, I want to poop."

"Snapped!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a whip fell on him. Although he didn't use all his strength, the pain still made him grin.

The one doing the whipping was slave captain Huang Ya, who was named after his two rabbit-like front teeth: "You have so many fucking things to do. I pulled you four times along the way. Go quickly."

Huang Ya is the captain, he does not have to pull the cart, he is only responsible for supervising the wheel whip.

There was no expression on the vicissitudes of the other men's faces. Years of boring and tiring slave life had turned them into zombies and they had lost interest in savoring life.

If nothing else happens, Chen Yuansheng will be like this many years later.

Stepping on the deserted land, Chen Yuansheng took off his pants and got into the grass, pretending to be impatient.

After squatting down, Chen Yuansheng did not poop, but scratched the soil under the red stem and leaf grass with his hands.

This contaminated mutant plant has very deep roots and can be easily pulled out if it doesn't dig out of a hole.

A hole of more than 20 centimeters was quickly carved out of the deserted land. Chen Yuansheng grabbed the root of the grass and slowly pulled out the entire grass with force.

"Idiosyncratic: 58/100."

"Given 3 points of heterogeneity? This is actually an advanced mutant grass."

Slaves cannot leave the city at will. Chen Yuansheng has a rare opportunity to go to the Warcraft Town thirty miles away to collect food.

35 days ago, Chen Yuansheng, who was involved in transporting grain, was scratched on his butt by a grass with red stems and leaves when he was defecating. He uprooted it in a rage and accidentally discovered the strange +1 in the attribute panel.
From then on, Chen Yuansheng had to find a way to poop every time he went to transport food.Of course, too many times won't do, and Huangya's whip is not a vegetarian.

This time, it was the first time that Chen Yuansheng encountered the first-order mutant grass.

The second grass did not advance, it only gave him a little heterogeneity, and the data in the panel became [Heterogeneity: 59/100].

Deng deng pedal!
There were hurried footsteps in the distance.

Chen Yuansheng quickly put on his pants, casually pulled them up with his feet, picked up the first-order mutant grass and walked out.

Snapped!
Huang Ya whipped over: "If you keep trying, I'll see if I don't beat you to death. Why the hell are you resisting?"

"Light the fire. Brother Ya, this is good for the fire."

Chen Yuansheng said in a flattering manner.

"Hurry up, if you don't get back to Dune City before sunset, I'll skin you."

Huang Ya said, waving his hand and whipping again.

…………

The cart carrying grain arrived at Tucheng before sunset.

Outside the city gate, the demonic beast leader with a green face and fangs, who was over three meters tall, stretched out his hand to stop the cart.

"what is this?"

The leader reached out and picked up the plant with red stems and leaves from the cart, looked at it up and down, and asked angrily.

Chen Yuansheng and Huang Ya were both shocked because the Warcraft leader was extremely bloodthirsty and killing slaves was as easy as crushing an ant.

"He...he pulled it out, saying...that he wanted to light a fire."

Huang Ya pointed at Chen Yuansheng with a trembling finger, so frightened that he couldn't even speak.

The orc leader looked down at Chen Yuansheng, his extremely majestic body bringing strong pressure to the latter.

Chen Yuansheng suppressed the fear in his heart and said in a deep voice: "This is what I saw on the way back. This grass was contaminated. If wild beasts outside eat it, it is likely to mutate, so I pulled it out." Bring it back and light the fire.”

The leader of Warcraft nodded and threw the plant back on the cart: "Well, you did a good job, you will burn it tonight. Nash..."

"Yes, leader." The orc behind him promised.

"Later, reward this slave with a bowl of sand wolf meat."

The turning point came a bit suddenly. Slaves like Chen Yuansheng may not be able to eat a bowl of meat in a year, and the bowls mentioned by the orcs are big bowls, which can hold three or four kilograms.

"Master Chief."

Huang Ya was a little excited, swallowed hard, and said eagerly: "I...I asked this kid to pull it out. I am the captain, and I asked him to pull it out. It's true."

The leader turned to look at Chen Yuansheng, who curled his lips and said nothing.

Huang Ya was anxious, and he bared his two big fangs and said, "Dazhuang, you kid is really good at talking..."

"Snapped!"

The orc leader slapped him in the face, and the yellow fangs flew up in the air and hit the bag of the wooden cart. He was smashed to pieces, vomiting blood, and one of his teeth was knocked out.

"Nash, give him a bowl of shit later and watch him finish it."

"Yes! Leader."

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