Chapter 1278
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"Despicable bugs. How dare they be so rude to the Undead Clan!" Ming Gu's face was covered with a murderous aura as he watched.
Lady Ghost's expression remained the same. She glanced at Ye Qingtang from the corner of her eyes and said,
"Holy Son Ming Gu has not left the Temple of Shadows for thousands of years and naturally does not understand the current situation in the Central Mainland. The people in the Central Mainland are already used to such things."
Ming Gu frowned slightly.
Lady Ghost continued. "Ever since the Holy Lord disappeared thousands of years ago, the Temple of Shadows' power has been reduced, and the situation of the Undead Clan in the Central Mainland has also changed completely …"
There had been no Undead Clan in the Central Mainland at the beginning. When the Holy Lord of Shadows and the leaders of the Undead Clan came to the Central Mainland, many Undead Clan moved from the Second Domain to this mainland and settled down here.
When the Temple of Shadows was at its peak, the Undead Clan lived like fish in water on this mainland. The indigenous people did not dare to offend the Undead Clan because of the Temple of Shadows' power. But this situation … changed with the disappearance of the Holy Lord of Shadows and the decline of the Temple of Shadows.
When the Holy Lord of Shadows first disappeared, the mainland was still somewhat fearful. But as time passed and a thousand years passed, the pressure of the Holy Lord of Shadows and the Temple of Shadows gradually dissipated from people's hearts.
And the Undead Clan's situation also became precarious.
Because of the special characteristics of the Undead Clan, they did not need to eat or sleep. They could be said to be the cheapest slaves in many people's hearts.
A thousand years ago, the people of the Central Mainland began to capture the Undead Clan who had settled down on the mainland. They used the Undead's special characteristics to enslave them and make them the lowest labor force.
The status of the Undead slaves could be said to be lower than anyone else's.
They did not age or die. If there were no accidents, they could be exploited and enslaved indefinitely without any payment.
The mountain Ye Qingtang and the others were on was a mine. There were countless mines on it, and almost every mine was filled with Undead Clan members working day and night.
But they … did not receive any remuneration.
They did not even have the cheapest food and shelter that human slaves had.
At most, they would only have a moment to rest when they were exhausted. Other than that … there was no distinction between day and night.
"How dare you! This smelly bug actually dares to be so audacious and presumptuous! " Ming Gu's expression darkened. Ever since the Holy Lord of Shadows disappeared, he had never left the Temple of Shadows. Naturally, he knew nothing about the changes in the mainland over the past thousands of years.
In his eyes, the Human Race was still such a weak and ugly bug. Who would have thought that they would become like this?
"Holy Son Ming Gu, please calm down. This situation is common in the Central Mainland." Lady Ghost tried to calm Ming Gu down, but she kept an eye on Ye Qingtang's every move.
Ye Qingtang looked at the Undead being tortured in front of her. Her heart was filled with complicated emotions, but she didn't show it on her face.
In her previous life, when she had come to the Central Mainland, she had learned about the predicament the Undead were in.
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