Starting as the Godslayer, I will execute the gods

Su Miao rolled his eyes. This title reducing all attributes by 10 points is no joke. You should know that the "B&C Advanced Cardiotonic Injection" that Su Miao spent 2008 game coins to obtain only provides 30 minutes of all attribute improvement, and it also reduces 10 strength for 24 hours after it ends.

Moreover, after wearing it, the maximum health value is reduced by 30%. Although it is a temporary reduction, this debuff is too scary...

Wearing a title, reducing so many attributes, and not being able to cancel wearing, Su Miao really wants Lucy to bite the system to death.

Eh... Where is Lucy?

Su Miao tried to summon Lucy, but the contract creature column only showed "Insufficient summoning return distance, please try again later."

The system means that it should also be in the Losman continent, but it is not in Su Miao's contract creature column.

With Lucy's intelligence, she should not suffer any loss in the Losman continent. After all, her strength is invincible in the first level, and it is estimated that it can reach the strength of the lower level of the second level.

Su Miao was not worried about it being in any danger, but just hoped that it would not be teleported to a dangerous place like the Western Front.

When Su Miao walked out of the damaged house, he saw that most of the houses around were made of stone and rotten wood, and there were many such houses. There were such dilapidated houses along the street for hundreds of meters.

About 200 meters west of Su Miao's house, it was completely different from the slums. The prosperous streets, people dressed neatly and gorgeously, everyone seemed to be filled with happy smiles, and there were spacious buildings there.

In contrast, the slums were filled with the smell of mold and decay, broken wood and rubble piled up in dilapidated houses, garbage was everywhere on the streets, and the poor wandered aimlessly on the streets, their eyes filled with numbness.

Su Miao's house was actually okay, because it was close to the rich area, and a huge public toilet was built here for mixed use by men and women.

On the surface, it is the kindness and donation of the rich to the poor, but the real purpose is that the rich do not want to let the smell of feces fill their prosperous streets, which will affect their quality of life, so they built a huge public toilet here to deal with feces uniformly.

To put it simply, the gap between the rich and the poor is huge, and the class is seriously solidified. If you are born in a slum, you will never have the possibility of turning over.

The poor are always the cheap labor force, and they use hard sweat to exchange for meager wages every day to barely survive.

After Su Miao finished his observation, he noticed that there was a group of poor people on the streets of the slums. There was a bustling crowd over there, and it seemed that a fight had occurred.

Su Miao thought about it for a while, and then prepared to wait and see. After all, this is a good opportunity to contact this world. It is not too late to find a tavern to inquire about the news when it is a little later.

There were many people around, and Su Miao did not intend to squeeze to the front. Instead, he climbed up to the roof of a slum with his agility. The roof was made of broken tiles. Although it was not so strong, it could barely keep out the wind and rain.

When the view was wide, Su Miao finally saw what was happening in the crowd.

A fat man wearing leather, a yellow leather hat, and cowhide boots was whipping a girl with a whip.

The girl was wearing a linen shirt in the slums. She was beaten all over but did not say a word. Her thin body was covered with bloodstains. It was estimated that she had been whipped for a while.

"Stinky lowly people, I told you to steal money, I told you to steal money!"

He cursed and whipped the girl with a whip, as if he was whipping some kind of livestock, not a human being.

"Snap!"

Another whip came, directly beating the girl to pieces.

The fat man used a lot of force, and every time he whipped the girl and made her fly backwards, he would draw cheers from the poor people around him, as if the one being beaten was not a poor person.

"Huh! Good job!"

"As expected of a noble master, that whip was really powerful!"

"That's right, I guess the strong Fei people are not as good as the noble master, hahaha!"

They cheered, applauded, and complimented the so-called noble master.

And the fat man seemed to be tired of beating the girl, and he whipped the girl hard for the last time.

"Dirty thief, if I don't see the 30 silver coins you stole tomorrow, I will hang you up and whip you to death, then dry you and grind you into powder to feed my cow!"

After the fat man threatened fiercely, he wanted to leave this place, but the poor people around him had already surrounded him.

"Pah!"

"Get out, dirty poor people, stay away from my cow, a bunch of bitches!"

He whipped the girl with a "Pah"On a man's face, he directly pulled his nose off, blood gushed out, showing how powerful he was.

The poor man whose nose was pulled off picked up his nose that fell on the ground, covered his face with blood and ran away in pain.

"Hahaha!"

"Look at him, he's like a mouse with a broken tail!"

"The noble lord is still so powerful, so amazing!"

The fat man walked to his yellow cow, then led it away, leaving the slums and preparing to go to the rich area.

"I'm so envious. If you have a cow like that, let alone a cow that can produce milk, even if you own an old ox with missing teeth, you can contract farmland. As long as you hand over 70% of the grain, the rest is mine..."

"What are you thinking about? That's a cow, not a dog or a mouse. Do you want to steal it? And then be beaten half to death like her?"

"I dreamed tonight that I would own a cow, and then plow the land for the nobles in my dream, get enough food, and I would be satisfied..."

The crowd slowly dispersed, excitedly communicating with each other, sharing the content of their dreams tonight, and then dispersed.

The place returned to peace, even more deserted than other places, after all, no one wanted to get close to a poor person who was beaten half to death.

Her injuries would kill her sooner or later. Even if the injuries were not fatal, she would die from viruses or bacteria infected by the dirty and harsh environment of the slums.

Su Miao was ready to leave. This was a very common thing in the slums, and he was not going to participate.

When he was about to leave, passing the half-dead girl and heading for the rich area, the girl lying in a pool of blood suddenly spoke and shouted a word.

"Yuan..."

Although he didn't know the girl, he probably knew the original owner of this body, but Su Miao still didn't plan to care about this matter, everything was just a copy.

He didn't want to waste time.

Su Miao coldly passed the girl and prepared to go to the tavern, but the weak voice of the girl behind him came immediately.

"I kept your secret."

Su Miao suddenly thought of something, and then took out the small bag he sewed in the small pocket of his linen shirt, which contained seven or eight silver coins.