This game is too cruel

Normally, they were full of respect for Lu Qiqi

When I hold a group meeting, I am full of fear.

Especially Li, during group meetings, he would even forget that he wanted to sleep with the lord, and just wanted to stay as far away from her as possible.

Lu Qiqi didn't know. After all, the city lord was also very busy.

In addition to caring about whether your subordinates are studying hard, you also need to consider filling the actual positions of some personnel, understand the staff scheduling, accept many visits from tribal leaders, and adjust minor frictions inside and outside the tribe...

There are so many things to do that I am so busy that my feet never touch the ground.

Until the autumn harvest season.

Grain is piled up in the warehouse, and bacon is dried on the eaves of every household. The repair of the city wall has begun to take shape, and the tribe is surrounded by large areas of farmland and pastures for sheep.

The population in their city has already exceeded the 3,000 mark, and is already almost 4,000.

Apart from the children born, the most surprising influx of people into the tribe turned out to be slaves. Since the promulgation of the slave policy, slaves in the city have seen the light of day. Not only that, the slaves outside the city knew how happy the slaves in the city were, and their originally calm hearts became filled with desire because of hope.

Then slaves started to flee.

They would take advantage of their master's tribe not paying attention and blend into the slave team of Nuwa City that went to work every day.

The slaves in Nuwa City would acquiesce and help them. After many successes, they were discovered by those tribesmen.

What should you do if you find that a slave has escaped?

Find the other party to get the slave back? That's Nuwa City!

Just kidnap the slave back? That's Nuwa City!

Nowadays, the status of Nuwa City is no longer something they can afford to offend. They don't dare to ask for people at all. They can only recognize the slaves if they run away, and strictly guard these slaves from behind.

But some things are like this. Once you succeed once, the desire to pursue liberation becomes stronger and stronger.

Later, some slaves were willing to risk their lives to escape to Nuwa City.

Some slaves were sent back to the tribe and traveled thousands of miles to Nuwa City.

Things got worse and worse. Later, these tribes had no choice but to package the slaves and sell them to Nuwa City. Then, there were inexplicably more slaves in the city. And they couldn't wait to get rid of their status as slaves. This group of slaves worked until they exploded.

It is snowing heavily in the sky, even cattle and sheep have to enter the pen, and some slaves are still working outside.

Lu Qiqiu could not stand it anymore and asked them to return to the slave shed for forced rest.

"By the way, I heard that the rooms where slaves live are quite cold?" Lu Qiqi called Lai Gui and asked about where the slaves lived.

"They are a group of slaves. It's good to be able to sleep in a house like that."

Kei subconsciously answered according to his previous ideas.

But he soon realized that this was not what the city lord wanted to hear, so he reorganized: "But the slaves' houses do not have fireplaces and kangs. The coal we mined this year can be given to them to burn for three hours during the coldest time. "

"Ah."

Lu Qiqi nodded, "Then it's up to you to make the arrangements."

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When the slaves knew that the Nuwa people were coming to their house, they all huddled nervously and pressed their bodies tightly against the wall. Because in the former tribes, those tribesmen found them in winter, which meant that there was no food. At this time, you need to exchange them, or cut their skin and flesh as bait to capture those wild beasts that are also hungry in winter.

The new slaves were terrified.

What I didn't expect was that these tribesmen brought tools and built them a heated Kang very skillfully and quickly in three days.

"Hey, don't tell me, their room is really cold."

"Didn't we live in a place like this before? No, sometimes it's even colder than this."

"Speaking of which, it's still a long time coming. This is the first time that people like us actually work for slaves and help them make kang..."

Several tribesmen who were working were chatting, and then they saw this group of slaves who were so nervous that they huddled together, "Don't be afraid, this is something to make your house warmer." "You made the right choice to come to our Nuwa City. , slaves can only survive if they come to us."

"The city lord is the best person in the world. If you work hard, you will be blessed in the future."

The slave earthworm was sold here this fall.

He had done very well in the last tribe. If he was healthy and mentally flexible, he could live in that tribe for at least two years. But I don’t know why, the previous tribe sold itself here.

A slave is always one step closer to death when he is sold once.

He had been terribly frightened.

I never thought that one day the tribesmen I served would talk to me like this, as if...as if I was not a slave who could be killed by them casually...

The slave centipede stood there in a daze. It wasn't until he was patted on the back by his companion that he realized someone was calling him.

"Hey, you're the guy, come here."

The slave centipede was extremely nervous.

It's always been the case that it's never good for a slave to be called out alone.

"Why are you so nervous? I want you to try this kang."

The Nuwa people pulled him over and asked him to climb onto the kang to try. The fire was already burning, and the passage was gradually filled with heat and gas, and the centipede felt its feet gradually getting warmer. His feet were now as cold as if they had been frozen, and the gradually rising temperature surprised and frightened him.

I thought these Nuwa tribesmen were going to steam him.

"I'll get you a kang. Why are you looking like you're dying? If the city lord hadn't taken pity on you, I wouldn't have made these things. You can get a small pocket of charcoal every day, which can only be used at night."

Don't you want to kill him?

Centipede was stunned.

Some of the slaves who had arrived early were excited.

After these tribesmen left, they couldn't wait to jump on the kang, and their almost frozen bodies pressed against the warm kang to absorb the warmth.

“It’s so comfortable!”

"It turns out that sleeping on the kang is like this. No wonder other tribesmen are reluctant to come out in winter."

"It's great. I really want to become the Lord's subject right away. The small house they live in is warmer. I've been in it before and it's not cold at all. It also smells of roasted chestnuts."

A group of slaves lying on the bed talked about how good the lives of those people were.

The centipede pressed her cold soles tightly against the warm bed board. It was so comfortable. He didn't expect there to be such a comfortable bed. He really didn't want to get down at all. "If I can stay lying on the bed all the time, I will be very satisfied."

Hearing his words, the slave who came here early laughed and said, "You want to be a slave because you don't know how good the people of Nuwa City are."

"Once winter comes, their houses can burn charcoal and coal until spring."

"The animal skins on their bodies are very warm, and their linen clothes are very comfortable."

"Each of their houses has a granary filled with food, so they are not afraid of not having enough to eat..."

With every word these slaves spoke to each other, they built a place that even an centipede would never dream of.

good night~