Even though there were no traces of ferocious beasts appearing near the Wizard Li tribe, there were still many small bugs that lived on the island in early autumn that fed on the blood of humans and beasts. When Zhang Lisheng saw how these mainlanders who were imprisoned in the jungle, defecated and peed in a disgusting pit full of fecal-eating bugs in the open air, and slept on the muddy ground covered with leaves at night, he could not help but feel amazed in his heart.
However, since it was his first time meeting these prisoners, he did not rush to get in touch with these mainlanders to inquire about their origins. Instead, under the rising sun, he dug out the thick soup in the wooden bucket and poured it into the prisoners' wooden bowls before leaving with the native choresmen around him, who were in a panic but appeared to be nonchalant on the surface.
Right at this moment, a tall and strong man with a dirty face, long hair, and a dirty beard in the stone prison suddenly spat a mouthful of saliva at the young man's face and cursed, "Scum of the human race! Damn yellow-skinned monkey …" Then, he even pounded his chest at the young girls who were imprisoned in another stone prison not far away.
With Zhang Lisheng's body that had transformed four powerful wizard gus and absorbed the souls of two horrifying beasts, of course, it was impossible for him to be spat on. However, when he saw the contemptuous smile on the mainlanders' faces, he suddenly realized where the problem was.
Amidst the laughter of the prisoners, the native choresmen who were terrified and had buried their heads deep into the mud and crawled on the woodland the moment they entered the jungle left the sight of the imprisoned mainlanders. Zhang Lisheng immediately lowered his voice and said calmly to the Wizard Li headman who came up to him, "Looks like we've made a mistake, Tugra. We've been too kind to the mainlanders.
It's wrong to raise them until they're white and fat but not to eat them. They've never experienced hellish fear, so they won't know how precious a straw is in the tumbling ocean.
Go and summon a few of the most ferocious warrior leaders. Have them pick three male prisoners and roast them over a fire in front of the stone prison before eating them. Find the burly man who spat at me and his two companions who laughed the loudest. That should be enough.
In this way, I believe those mainlanders won't be so relaxed when I meet them again at noon. "
"Yes, Great Conqueror!" Upon hearing the chilling ferociousness in the young man's calm tone, Tugra seemed to have forgotten that it was this man who had taught him that 'cannibalism' was a bad habit not long ago. Kneeling on the mud, he said respectfully.
Not long after, six native warriors appeared in front of the prisoners in the stone prison with long spears in their hands and black iron sabers on their waists while driving the giant millispiders under their legs.
Looking at these Hellfire tribesmen who were short but had blood smeared all over their faces, wearing iron armors, holding sharp weapons and giving off a ferocious aura as they sat on the giant spiders covered with long purple hair, there was no longer any laughter in the stone circle that sought joy amidst the bitterness.
The Wizard Li chief warriors and the mainlanders looked at each other for a while. After intimidating these prisoners, they suddenly commanded their partners to jump up to the top of the stone circle in unison.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Xiously, who that," Li "of King,
In an instant, the shrill screams of the victims rang out.
Then came the futile roars of thirty-four young men in the stone circle, led by a square-nosed, wide-mouthed middle-aged man. "What do you want? What do you want …"
In the end, the others screamed at the top of their lungs. However, none of this could stop the six native chief warriors from pulling the spears in their hands in pairs steadily and briskly. Like fishing, they pulled the strong man who spat at Zhang Lisheng and his two companions to the top of the stone circle.
At this moment, the burly man whose shoulder was pierced through and stuck in the gap between the bones of the aborigine warrior had long lost his arrogance. He kept howling in pain as the aborigine warrior shattered all the bones in his body with a saber. Like a meat worm, he was forcefully fished out from the gap between the stone circle.
After washing him clean, he was smeared with spices and then thrown into the burning charcoal. His face contorted as he gnashed his teeth in pain. He kept drinking the sauce as he was slowly roasted.
Such a tragic scene had already exceeded the limit of the mainlanders' imagination. For this reason, when Zhang Lisheng brought a wooden bucket and mixed in with the choresmen to send lunch to the prisoners, he realized that their spirits were completely different from how they were in the morning.
Some of the prisoners were kneeling on the ground and muttering incoherently to themselves, "This is the brutal nature of the Hellfire people! They're devils! Devils!
No wonder they would send me three oily meals a day! No wonder I feel that it's more delicious than what I ate when I repaired the library's stone steps! So it turns out that they want to eat me up after feeding me!
No, no, no! I won't let these devils get what they want! I won't let them get what they want! I won't eat! I won't eat anything … "
Some of them were glaring at the native choresmen who sent their meals with hatred. Even though they did not have the courage to provoke them, if the anger in their eyes had any temperature, they would have long turned all the aborigines on the island into ashes.
Some of them were staring blankly at one point, not knowing what they were thinking about. In short, there were all kinds of strange expressions. However, nobody was holding a wooden bowl and standing at the edge of the cage, waiting for the aborigines to dig food for them with a long-handled spoon.
After a while, when Zhang Lisheng saw that at least one-third of the mainlanders had broken down emotionally, he felt that it was time for him to make contact with these prisoners for the first time. Standing in front of the stone prison, he suddenly said, "All of you spat at me in the morning, but I didn't stoop to your level. Now that you're planning to skip lunch, you're the one who will suffer if you go hungry."
Upon hearing his words, a man who was so skinny that he was only skin and bones hesitated for a while before walking up to Zhang Lisheng with a wooden bowl. With a trembling voice, he asked, "You know Ness language? You know our language? Which city-state are you from?"
"I'm not from any city-state. I'm from a distant and powerful country on the other side of the sea. I learned the Ness language from a very sloppy but knowledgeable old man when I was on a boat at sea. Later on, he became food for the fish when we encountered a shipwreck, and I ended up on the island of the aborigines. "
"A distant country? Don't tell me you're from the Frozen Continent …" The skinny man muttered in a daze. Then, he snapped back to reality right away. "No, no, it doesn't matter. No matter where you're from, since you've also encountered a shipwreck and ended up on the Hellfire island like us, why are we locked in the livestock pen but you're able to stay outside freely?"
"It's very simple. It's because I'm a martial monk who can help the dwarves hunt," Zhang Lisheng said with a grin. Zhang Lisheng curled his lips and continued to ramble, "When I first came to the island, the first time I met these midgets, they attacked me riding on the big spiders but I defeated them in the end.
However, when I saw that there were many of them, I didn't kill them. After a while, we started to mix together. Originally, I used to follow the hunters to hunt, but because I injured my waist tendon when I was fighting with the beasts yesterday, I came to help deliver food to all of you and recuperate. These dwarves don't feed idlers.
Speaking of which, I'm actually very envious of all of you. Even though your living conditions are a little worse and you can't stroll around, it's not bad to be able to look at the stars and listen to the chirping of the insects when you sleep every day. You don't have to do anything and you can eat your fill … "
"That's right." Upon hearing Zhang Lisheng's words, the skinny man seemed to have been stimulated by something as his body began to tremble uncontrollably. With his teeth chattering, he said, "Didn't you just say that these Hellfire people don't feed idlers? Haven't you thought about why they're feeding us like this?"
"I've never thought about this before …" Zhang Lisheng sized up the skinny man from head to toe and blurted out, "Don't tell me that they're planning to feed you as a hostage to exchange for money with your family? No, it doesn't look like it. You're already as thin as a skeleton, so I guess you don't have much money either. I can't make a guess … I can't make a guess …"
When the young man was chatting excitedly with the prisoners in the stone prison, a few native choresmen by the side suddenly began to gesticulate and gesticulate, as though they were impatient of him talking so much, according to the Conqueror's order.
Looking at the midget jumping up and down in front of him, Zhang Lisheng made a punching and kicking gesture in a nonchalant manner before touching his waist and pointing at the wooden barrel. In the end, he pretended to be sleeping.
At the same time, he continued to say to the skinny man, "These little midgets who do choresmen still want to meddle in my business? Why don't they think about the fact that I'm originally a hunter who came here to do choresmen for a few days to recuperate from my injuries? Other than sending food to all of you which is ordered by the chief, I can do whatever I want and rest if I don't want to. They can't control me at all."
Just like what Zhang Lisheng had said, after he made a few hand gestures, the native choresman yelled at the young man a few times with a flushed face, but in the end, he could not do anything about it and left with the wooden bucket angrily.
Looking at the native's retreating back, Zhang Lisheng proudly crossed his arms and said to the skinny man, "Hehe … Now, we've become idle people."
"You're different from us," When the skinny man saw that the young man actually dared to confront the Hellfire tribesmen over such a trivial matter and even gained the upper hand, he could not help but clench his fists tightly. With a heartbroken expression, he said, "We're the cattle and sheep raised by the Hellfire tribesmen who can be slaughtered and eaten at any time after we're fattened, but you, on the other hand, are their acknowledged friend."
"Ha! You're as skinny as a dried chicken, and you still want to be slaughtered and eaten after you're fattened? Stop joking!" Zhang Lisheng was stunned for a moment before chuckling.
The instant his words left his mouth, a tall woman with gray and white patches on her face in the other stone prison chimed in in a hoarse voice, "This is not a joke. Hamiro, Roy, and Federer who spat at you this morning have already been roasted and eaten."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Lisheng was stunned for a long time. Slowly, a horrified expression crept upon his face as his gaze continued to shift between the two stone prisons. He muttered, "You guys are cattle and sheep … Eat people! These little midgets eat people!"
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