Back in Dongyuan Continent, it was already approaching the end of the year, so Dafang stayed at home to welcome the New Year with the Sheng family.

After the New Year, she will be one year older and will be twenty years old.

A few days later, she let Xiao Fang grab the next mission and immediately set off to the mission world.

…

Smoke and dust billowed, and the scorching sun scorched the earth.

On a deserted Gobi desert, a group of haggard people, arranged in rows of three or five, were pulled by ropes into a long procession, stumbling forward.

Among them were men, women, old and young, most of them looked numb and their eyes were dull.

Even the half-person tall child in the team showed no liveliness at all, which made the already hot weather even more annoying.

At the front, rear, left and right of the team, there were more than a dozen servants armed with long weapons and soft whips hanging around their waists. They were distributed in twos and threes and were responsible for supervising the march of this team of several hundred people.

The officers were watching over the group of people being led by ropes, and at the same time patrolling around in a vigilant manner.

This is a team transporting slaves.

Those who were pulled by ropes were all slaves who had been deprived of their freedom. On the surface, the numbness of these slaves seemed to have been cultivated to the point of perfection, so when their own number was dozens of times that of the escorting officers, they

, without even the slightest hint of rebelliousness.

However, this is not the case.

In fact, they were eager to escape at first, but no matter where they fled, they would be caught again and handed over to their original buyers.

If the original buyer cannot be found, the local people will imprison them again and sell them again.

Over time, the slaves lost confidence and no longer easily thought of escaping.

At the end of the slave team, a tall, thin boy was struggling to move forward slowly with a child on his back, trying to keep up with the people in front of him.

Among the adults walking in the row in front of them, some of them would glance back from time to time to confirm that the boy was still following them, and then quickly turn back.

Although a few senior officers in charge of the rear area occasionally discovered the slaves' little actions, most of them turned a blind eye and seemed too lazy to care.

After that, the team continued to march for a long distance.

At this time, the slaves walking in the middle of the team suddenly fell to the ground one after another from heat stroke. The young guard nearby became anxious, raised his whip, and started beating them.

At the beginning, a few slaves were indeed in unbearable pain and stood up tremblingly.

But at the end, more and more slaves fell to the ground, and even some whose eyes were originally numb gradually showed resentment towards the guards.

There were several tall slaves who simply squatted on the ground and refused to move.

As soon as they stopped, more than a dozen people squatted down around them, and the people behind them also stopped one after another.

Some of them were so tired that they just sat down on the ground. But after a few breaths, they squatted down again and were laughed at by the slaves next to them.

Because the weather was hot at this time, the ground also heated up.

Those who sat on the ground had their butts roasted by the earth as soon as they sat down, so the slaves around them who had not sat down because they had been prepared would take the opportunity to laugh at these people who sat on the ground.

This was also one of the few pleasures this group of slaves had during their journey.

Several young officers with whips saw a group of slaves squatting on the ground talking and laughing, and they suddenly became anxious and angry.

They raised their whips and prepared to whip them, but several leading slaves looked over and intimidated them. They had to put down their whips again with a guilty conscience and replaced them with verbal control, but no one listened.

A few old guards nearby saw that they were frustrated. After waiting for a short while, they stepped forward as if they had experienced the situation and asked them to stop putting pressure on the slaves.

"Why? Boss? Shouldn't the slave be beaten?"

A young police officer was puzzled, and the two next to him also looked forward to an explanation from the experienced police officers.

The old guard smiled mysteriously and said, "I'll tell you about this later."

In fact, the whipping of slaves by servants is more of a deterrent. The whipped person will be in pain for a while, but it is not fatal. As time goes by, the slaves have gained experience, and some of them with better physical fitness will

Got this right.

Looking at the increasingly hot and unbearable weather, coupled with the large number of slaves, once something happens, the guards will not be able to stop it.

Therefore, in order to prevent the slaves from rising up in resistance, the old guards would promptly stop the young guards from continuing to beat people.

Considering the weather factors, after discussion, the officers decided to take a rest before continuing on their way.

In fact, these experienced guards had completely guessed that some slaves were causing trouble when people fell to the ground one after another. But they could only pretend not to know this. Because there had been cases in the past where guards had gone too far, causing slaves to

A gathering of people to resist.

In the end, those officers lost their lives, and their families only received a small monetary subsidy.

"Alas! It's really not a job for humans. It's so exhausting for me, and it's so thankless for my efforts."

"Yeah, this damn weather is so tiring and hot..."

As soon as the officers began to rest, some began to complain bitterly about the job.

"I can't help it. Who told me that I don't have a sweet mouth, I don't have a lot of money, and I don't know how to please the superior?" The old police officer who had stopped the young police officer said with a smile.

After he finished speaking, he saw several young officers squatting aside with great interest, wanting to listen to his continued preaching.

He glanced at a few people and then said: "Let me tell you, in the eyes of those big shots, the lives of us little servants are worthless. And most of the people who can do this work are the ones who have done this.

Bad family.

Just think about it, if you are doing well, why would you escort slaves in this deserted desert?

So, when you meet those disobedient slaves in the future, don’t whip your whip at every turn. You need to know that the more you bully them, the more they will resist. It’s better to turn a blind eye, so that everyone can relax.

The slaves will not unite to resist."

As he said that, the old guard glared at a few young guards who were stunned.

"Have you guys heard this clearly? I have told you both good and bad words. If you turn around and lose your life, don't blame me."

"I heard you clearly, thank you, boss!" Several young officers nodded and thanked the old officer as if they had found a treasure.

This group of officers was also divided into small groups. Since these three young officers were led by the old officer and several colleagues in front of them, they called the old officers "boss".

"Boss" here has no additional meaning other than seniority and experience.

The escort team stopped in the middle of the road to rest, because there was no one around here, it was deserted everywhere, there was no place to enjoy the shade, and there were no traces of people, so there was no need to avoid anything.

At the end of the slave line, the child who had just been carried on the back of a tall, thin boy suddenly woke up.

Although her face was dirty, you could still tell she was a little girl.

The first person to notice that she woke up was an older man squatting next to the boy, who was walking in the row in front of the two of them.

"Oh! You little girl actually woke up. It's really incredible. I thought just now..." The man didn't say the next words.

Everyone around him had already woken up, and he knew that it was not suitable for him to say the depressing words of "You can't do it anymore" in the second half of his sentence.

"Xiao Nian!"
Chapter completed!